Best Landlord

The Shijia Courtyard is extremely luxurious. It was originally the palace of the Qing Dynasty. Later, the courtyard house was opened for sale. Shi Jianguo bought the courtyard house at a very low price, and then asked a researcher from the Cultural Affairs Bureau to restore the courtyard house as it was before. The plan has undergone a comprehensive renovation, and even the furniture is antique.

The value of the current historian's compound has increased by dozens of times, and the value is at least several hundred million.

Zhang Xiaolong followed Shi Qiangjun to the historian, and when he walked into the historian compound, not only did Zhang Xiaolong not feel excited, but he hoped to leave quickly.

Shi Qiangjun could also see Zhang Xiaolong's impatience.

"You seem very impatient!" Shi Qiangjun looked at Zhang Xiaolong helplessly.

Zhang Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, it turned out that he was so obvious, he said with emotion: "I am really impatient, because I never thought of coming before."

"Oh! How long are you going to hate it?"

"It's not a matter of hating or not. It's just that I don't think there's anything good to do. I don't know everyone well. Maybe people will think it's cheating on relatives."

This time, Shi Qiangjun was stunned, and he said helplessly, "Don't you want to come and see your master?"

Zhang Xiaolong said: "Actually, I don't know him very well! We haven't met a few times. Although we have 21 years of status, our friendship is only a few months."

Shi Qiangjun was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Xiaolong is right, the friendship between them is really short!

Just when Shi Qiangjun was a little depressed and a little annoyed.Zhang Xiaolong softened his tone, it is better to be more polite as this is the master's place, he is not here to cause trouble for others.

"Uncle, can you take me to see where my mother used to live, I want to have a look."

This request made Shi Qiangjun heave a sigh of relief. It seems that Zhang Xiaolong didn't do anything wrong, as long as he wanted his family affection.Shi Qiangjun also felt sorry for his sister in his heart, and hoped to make it up to Zhang Xiaolong. If Zhang Xiaolong didn't accept it, he would feel very uncomfortable and depressed.

Shi Qiangjun said: "This house was bought later. Your mother used to live elsewhere. I will take you there tomorrow."

"Okay!"

"Since your mother died, your master was very sad, so your mother's room has been kept, you can go and see."

"kindness."

Zhang Xiaolong nodded, accepting the historian somewhat in his heart.

When Shi Guodong heard that his grandson was coming, a bright smile appeared on his usually serious face. He was busy asking people to prepare food and drinks, and happily said that he would drink a few more glasses to celebrate.

Shi Guodong held Zhang Xiaolong's hand, tears streaming down his face, and Zhang Xiaolong was also moved.This old man in front of me!At the age of sentimentality, he lives in memory and has a lot of regret for everything in the past.

Zhang Xiaolong accompanied Shi Guodong and listened to his stories. Most of what the old man talked about was about his mother Shi Geyun's childhood.It seems that the old man really regretted it. If he hadn't strongly opposed it at the beginning, Shi Geyun would not have committed suicide.If she had been tolerant back then, maybe her daughter would have survived.

"Face... I have spent my whole life for face, for my old face, I don't know how much I have missed!"

Shi Guodong sighed.

Zhang Xiaolong comforted: "Master, what happened in the past is in the past."

Shi Guodong shook his head and said, "It's easy to say, but how can people forget the past." Shi Guodong looked at a vase on a wooden table at the door. The vase was covered with cracks, and traces of repairs could be clearly seen. Holding a vase, I fell into deep memories.

"It was broken before your mother ran away from home, and it has been there since it was repaired."

"is it?"

Zhang Xiaolong looked at the vase and smiled wryly, knowing why he should have done it today.

"Let's not talk about that, I asked someone to prepare a meal, and you have a drink with me." Shi Guodong withdrew his eyes and showed a peaceful smile, but there was a trace of pain in the smile.

Zhang Xiaolong naturally agreed, and had a meal with the old man. Before nightfall, he refused the old man's stay and found an excuse to leave the historian's house.

When leaving, Shi Qiangjun prepared a car for Zhang Xiaolong to use in the past few days. This black Hummer with a government license plate is definitely the kind of official car that can go on a rampage, and Zhang Xiaolong did not shirk it.

Leaving the Shijia, only one street away, Zhang Xiaolong saw a car broke down on the side of the road, Liu Muqing was standing beside the car angrily, and a driver who looked like a driver was working hard to repair the car.

Liu Muqing is a woman who looks very similar to Zhang Xiaolong's mother, Shi Geyun. She was found by business tycoon Wang Dao. He wanted to use this woman to get close to Zhang Xiaolong so that he could help him become the president of the Pinlan Club. Unfortunately, he found it too late. It didn't work at all, but Director Wang was thoughtful, and he didn't abandon Liu Muqing immediately, nor did he take Liu Muqing. Instead, he adopted him as a goddaughter and raised him. Recently, he even invested in filming a TV series for Liu Muqing.

Zhang Xiaolong stopped the car, rolled down the window and looked at Liu Muqing, he didn't speak immediately because he didn't know what to say.

"Xiaolong?" Seeing Zhang Xiaolong, Liu Muqing was very happy, she walked over and asked, "Xiaolong, why didn't you tell me when you came to Beijing."

Liu Muqing suddenly felt that what he said was wrong, Zhang Xiaolong didn't need to report to her when he came to Yanjing.

Liu Muqing said again: "Xiaolong, are you free? I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Zhang Xiaolong said: "I still have something to do at night. I see that your car is broken down. I'll take you where you want to go."

"Okay!" Liu Muqing said to the driver: "Xiao Yang, wait here for the trailer to arrive, and then go home directly. I'll go first."

"Yes, miss." The driver raised his head. He was handsome, but his face was a little greasy.

Liu Muqing sat in the passenger seat, took out a pen and wrote an address to Zhang Xiaolong, and said: "Take me back, this is my residence in Yanjing, you can come and play when you are free, I have a sled dog, you Let’s get to know each other first, so you won’t be bitten next time you come here, they are very fierce.”

Zhang Xiaolong smiled, thinking that Liu Muqing was really interesting.

Liu Muqing talked eloquently in the car, all about her new TV series, and warmly invited Zhang Xiaolong to participate in the filming of the TV series.

Zhang Xiaolong refused with a smile, Liu Muqing was not entangled, she was like a big sister, she did not hide anything in front of Zhang Xiaolong, she did not regard Zhang Xiaolong as a man at all, she even dared to tell her own scandal as a joke.

He sent Liu Muqing home, and got to know Liu Muqing's two one-year-old sled dogs, Dabai and Xiaobai.Just as Zhang Xiaolong left Liu Muqing's residence, this matter reached the ears of Shi Guodong and Director Wang.

Director Wang showed a very different smile, he didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to intervene. He raised Liu Muqing just for this day, so that they could meet and get acquainted, so that they could use it in the future.

Shi Guodong's face darkened, thinking that this was a conspiracy by Director Wang.

When Zhang Xiaolong arrived home, Shi Qiangjun called to remind Zhang Xiaolong to be careful of Liu Muqing and not to fall into Director Wang's trap by mistake.Zhang Xiaolong smiled, of course he knew Director Wang's purpose, just be careful, not to mention that it was just a coincidence that he met Liu Muqing today.

Back at the residence, Wang Ting was sitting by the window, staring blankly out of the window.

"Tingting, what are you looking at?"

"I don't know..." Wang Ting's voice lost the cheerfulness of the past few days, and became sad and silent.

Zhang Xiaolong tried his best to make Wang Ting think of some happy things, and said: "We will go to the ghost market at night, don't you like the snacks there very much? Although I don't like soybean juice, soup dumplings are still good."

Wang Ting said angrily: "You! You know how to eat."

Zhang Xiaolong smiled, hugged Wang Ting from behind and said, "Tingting, thank you."

Wang Ting didn't speak, she knew what Zhang Xiaolong was going to say, and said softly, "Thank you too."

"You don't have to be polite between us, go out and play."

Before I went out with Wang Ting, I always took a taxi or took the bus, because it was just a short stay, and Zhang Xiaolong didn't rent a car, and it felt really good to walk and squeeze the bus together.

With a car, Zhang Xiaolong didn't bother to leave, so he drove Wang Ting to the ghost market. Along the way, the traffic policemen even took the initiative to salute them.

Wang Ting asked in astonishment: "Xiaolong, where did you come from?"

"My uncle lent me to use it. It seems that this girl's treatment is really good!"

"Then you will live in Yanjing from now on. With historians to take care of you, it's only a matter of time before you become successful. Isn't it more promising than working hard in the Pinlan Club?"

Zhang Xiaolong shook his head and said with a smirk: "Politics is very troublesome. There are too many things to pay attention to, such as life style. At that time, I can only choose one I like to keep by my side. I can't bear you."

"You are really bad." Wang Ting pushed Zhang Xiaolong.

Zhang Xiaolong hurriedly said: "I'm driving! Don't move around!"

"Hehe." Wang Ting smiled happily, she really wanted to say: As long as you are well, I don't care what happens to me.

To put it bluntly, the ghost market is a night market. It is not allowed to leave during the day, and it becomes more lively at night. There are not only various snacks here, but also many, many street stalls.The most common commodities here are antiques. Of course, most of the commodities are fakes. Among the hundreds of thousands of commodities, there may not be one real one.

Many tourists who come to Beijing will come here to taste delicious snacks and experience the fun of Taobao. Although they know that most of the goods here are fake, there are so many people selling things. A few steps away, you can see tourists bargaining with the stall owner.

Zhang Xiaolong parked the car on the side of the road and walked into the ghost market holding hands with Wang Ting.

After walking a few steps, someone called out: "Xiaolong