Life in siheyuan era

At 1:30 PM, Hao Zhiwen and Yang Dan walked into the ward one after the other. Mo Youji was officially discharged from the hospital.

As a dependent of a martyr and a beneficiary of the five guarantees, he didn't need to pay any hospitalization fees, and the discharge procedure was simple.

Upon receiving the discharge notice, Mo Youji gave the remaining milk powder and cake to Old Liu Tou, took off his hospital gown, and changed into a clean set of Zhongshan suit.

Yang Dan helped him change clothes, while Hao Zhiwen spoke to Zhou Zhiyuan: "If Grandpa Mo has any health problems after being discharged, you can always consult me."

Hao Zhiwen's attitude towards him was very friendly. Zhou Zhiyuan understood and nodded lightly, waiting for him to continue.

Hao Zhiwen indeed said: "I have something to discuss with you in private."

Hearing that Hao Zhiwen wanted to talk to Zhou Zhiyuan alone, Mo Youji had no reaction, but Yang Dan turned to look at the two men walking out of the ward, then turned back to continue helping Mo Youji get dressed.

Outside the door, the two men stood on the side of the corridor. Hao Zhiwen asked in a low voice: "What did you say to Lanyin downstairs at the restaurant?"

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at him in surprise and asked in a low voice: "Did I say anything?"

He didn't admit it, and Hao Zhiwen continued to press: "If you didn't say anything, why was Lanyin so angry that she didn't even enjoy her lunch?"

"Why not ask her?"

Zhou Zhiyuan's sudden question caught Hao Zhiwen off guard, and he blurted out: "I don't dare to ask."

Hearing this answer, Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to laugh, but remembering Hao Zhiwen's identity, he immediately held back. He might need Mo Youji's help in the future.

Zhou Zhiyuan, fearing to offend someone powerful, replied in a low voice: "Seeing you sitting upstairs in the restaurant, I suddenly felt hungry and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, making you misunderstand that I was talking."

Hearing his explanation, Hao Zhiwen asked in surprise: "You were swallowing saliva?"

"Yes..." Zhou Zhiyuan affirmed, "My swallowing action was a bit loud."

"But why is Lanyin angry?" Hao Zhiwen didn't believe his words.

Zhou Zhiyuan analyzed for him: "Dr. Shen should be the kind of person who only allows officials to set fires but not ordinary people to light lamps. You can eat and drink as much as you want in the restaurant, but she absolutely doesn't allow me outside the restaurant to swallow my saliva."

He put the label of bodyguard on himself, observing Hao Zhiwen's reaction.

Hao Zhiwen's face didn't show any surprise. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said: "I will naturally protect Lanyin. You can withdraw."

Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head and replied in a low voice: "I can't help myself. Dr. Hao, tell Dr. Shen to have her brother cancel the order, and that will be fine."

Zhou Zhiyuan was trying to get information from him. Seeing Hao Zhiwen pondering in silence, he knew what was going on.

At this moment, Mo Youji walked out, followed by Yang Dan and Old Liu Tou and Liu Dasuan.

Mo Youji turned around and said with a smile: "Old Liu, patients can't see off patients. Go back."

Old Liu Tou said reluctantly: "I'm reluctant to part with you!"

Then, he looked at Zhou Zhiyuan and continued to say to Mo Youji: "Old Mo, in early May, you and Little Zhou come to my house, and I'll take you up the mountain to pick mushrooms and stew chicken for you."

Mo Youji said with a smile: "Okay, I'll have Zhiyuan take me there then."

"It's a deal." Old Liu Tou's attitude was sincere.

The two men set a date to meet again. Old Liu Tou didn't see him off any further, and asked Liu Dasuan to see Mo Youji off in his place, while he turned back and walked back to the ward.

Patients can't see off patients. This is a custom, implying that you don't pass on your illness to the other person. Old Liu Tou knew this custom.

And Mo Youji stopped Liu Dasuan, "Go back and take care of your father."

Then, he turned to Hao Zhiwen and said: "Dr. Hao, thank you."

He also said to Yang Dan: "Little Yang, take me to the stairwell."

Mo Youji spoke to the three people separately. Zhou Zhiyuan knew that he wasn't needed anymore. He waved to Liu Dasuan, picked up the insulated container, and walked towards the stairwell. Behind him came Yang Dan's light voice: "Okay, I'll take Grandpa off."

Mo Youji and Yang Dan had something to say. Zhou Zhiyuan carried the insulated container and walked directly down to the second floor. As soon as he stood, he saw Shen Lanyin walking up. She gave him a cold look and walked upstairs.

Zhou Zhiyuan called out to her, "Dr. Shen, wait."

Then, he walked up to her and said in a low voice: "Hao Zhiwen knows your background. Be careful of his motives."

Shen Lanyin gave him another cold look and said coldly: "Is it any of your business?"

Zhou Zhiyuan sighed: "I have to care!"

Shen Lanyin asked knowingly: "Because my brother arranged it?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied righteously: "Everyone is responsible for the world..."

Shen Lanyin retorted, "Why don't you care about Yang Dan?"

Zhou Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I don't know her brother."

Shen Lanyin asked coldly: "You know my brother's background and want to climb up too?"

"Of course..." Zhou Zhiyuan actually admitted it. "In the army, he was the platoon leader and I was the squad leader. Of course, I want to climb up."

"After being transferred to civilian work, you discovered that Lanbo lived in the military compound and guessed that Lanbo's father must be a general, so you want to continue to climb up."

He spoke of climbing up so frankly that Shen Lanyin was stunned for a moment before asking: "Does living in the military compound necessarily mean you're a general?"

"Of course..." Zhou Zhiyuan continued to take it for granted, yearning for a bright future. "Relying on Lanbo means relying on a high-ranking leader. A word from the high-ranking leader can make me rise rapidly. In a few years, I'll be Section Chief Zhou, then Deputy Director Zhou, and then Director Zhou. Just thinking about it makes me happy."

Seeing his official-obsessed appearance portrayed so vividly, Shen Lanyin's oval face became even colder. She said coldly: "Just wait to become an official."

After saying this, Shen Lanyin walked upstairs. Zhou Zhiyuan said one more sentence: "I'll treat you to dinner at the Yuanhang Restaurant then."

Yuanhang Restaurant was something he mentioned casually, without any meaning.

But Shen Lanyin turned her head to glare at him, thinking that he was mocking her for being greedy.

This look made Zhou Zhiyuan feel inexplicable. "Did I offend her again?"

Seeing Shen Lanyin turn around the stairwell, the clueless Zhou Zhiyuan shook his head lightly.

Shen Lanyin didn't know that he was acting out Hao Zhiwen's mentality. She regarded him as a snobbish person. This misunderstanding couldn't be explained.

And the conversation with Hao Zhiwen gave him a piece of information: Hao Zhiwen knew Shen Lanyin's background.

When he said "Dr. Shen's brother," Hao Zhiwen didn't show any surprise.

Through this reaction, Zhou Zhiyuan knew that Hao Zhiwen had investigated her while pursuing Shen Lanyin.

But this kind of behavior couldn't explain anything. Hao Zhiwen's looking up to someone and pursuing Shen Lanyin had no necessary connection. Zhou Zhiyuan was only fulfilling his duty to remind her.

He would tell Shen Lanbo about this as an assessment of the investigation, but it was hard to say whether Shen Lanbo would let him stop the investigation.

Zhou Zhiyuan couldn't figure out Shen Lanbo's attitude. He seemed to be hesitating, and he wouldn't guess what Shen Lanbo was hesitating about. A good brother's privacy shouldn't be pried into. In this matter, he was just a scout, and there was no need to use that brain.

Knowing his role, Zhou Zhiyuan put this matter behind him. Hearing a burst of footsteps coming from the stairwell, he turned around and looked up.

Mo Youji came downstairs, and the two walked downstairs together.

Mo Youji said as he walked: "Dr. Shen's complexion is not very good."

Zhou Zhiyuan replied indifferently: "She's just like that, as if someone owes her money."

Mo Youji said with a smile: "Why don't you ask me what Yang Dan and I said?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied lightly: "You would give me a few pointers, but I don't think it would be useful."

Mo Youji sighed: "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

As they talked, the two men walked out of the gate of the military hospital, crossed the road, bypassed the Yuanhang Restaurant, and walked into the alley.

At this time, Mo Youji asked: "What are your plans for the future?"

Zhou Zhiyuan replied: "Go to work and get along well with the leaders and colleagues, do my job well, go home after work to cook, and let my parents eat ready-made meals, and gather with good friends when I have time to maintain relationships."

"Don't you want to earn some money?" Mo Youji's question was interesting.

Zhou Zhiyuan said with a smile: "You don't need to dangle a bait. Knowing that you are a martyr's family member, I won't ignore you."

Mo Youji sighed and said: "My dad chose the wrong line back then. You shouldn't deal in antiques in troubled times."

He spoke fancifully, and Zhou Zhiyuan followed his words and asked: "What should you do?"

"Become a bandit." Mo Youji's summary was on point, and the two men laughed together.

After laughing, Mo Youji continued: "Now is a time of peace and recuperation, but it is a good opportunity to invest in antiques."

Zhou Zhiyuan continued to ask: "Collect antiques and save them?"

Mo Youji said with a smile: "Save what should be saved, and sell what shouldn't be saved."

Zhou Zhiyuan asked in a low voice: "Sell it to whom?"

Mo Youji told him, "There are many people who are interested in them. You don't know if you don't come into contact with this industry, but there are not many real experts."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiyuan's heart stirred. The best business in the world is an exclusive industry. As an ordinary person, Zhou Zhiyuan, if he wants to choose this kind of industry, the best way is through technology.

Mo Youji's sentence "There are not many real experts" moved him, and he asked in a low voice: "Do you know those interested people?"

Having technology and having people who need the technology will create value. Zhou Zhiyuan understood the theory of value.

Mo Youji said with a smile: "Half a month ago, someone took a piece of jade and asked me to appraise it, but I refused."

Zhou Zhiyuan was puzzled, "Why?"

"This piece of jade is very special. Eleven-centimeter-high mutton fat jade is very rare. This kind of jade pendant is imperial jade. The fine polishing but lack of carving is strange. I'm old, and I've retired for many years. I don't want to enter this industry again."

Hearing this news, Zhou Zhiyuan pondered for a moment and asked softly: "Do you know that person?"

"Liu Wenxiang from the Cultural Relics Management Department of the Museum gave me one hundred yuan as an appraisal fee."

Mo Youji not only wanted to teach him the technology, but also wanted to help him find people who needed this technology. Baocheng's chief appraiser was a golden brand.

Zhou Zhiyuan was silent for a while, then asked softly: "Do you want me to do this?"

"This line is not easy to do. It depends on your comprehension."

As they spoke, the two men came to a gate, walked into the courtyard, and saw a row of main rooms and two rows of east and west wing rooms. This was a one-entry courtyard house.