A girl's tears are so easy to evoke both pity and heartache!
Wei Xiaoqing wiped away her tears and said, "Grandpa can't speak anymore. I'd rather see him scold me, but... but Grandpa can't speak anymore!"
"Do you know that Grandpa has been calling your name for the past month?" Wei Xiaoyu said coldly as she walked up the stairs.
Seeing this girl in military uniform, Zhou Xuan inexplicably felt as if he were in the cold winter!
"Xiaoyu is here too?" Xue Hua asked in surprise.
“We visited Grandpa last night and didn’t get back until 4 a.m. She was going back to Auntie’s, so we came over. It was too late to disturb you,” Wei Xiaoyu said, then turned to Wei Xiaoqing and said, “See? This is the result of your willfulness!”
Xue Hua quickly intervened, "Xiaoyu, don't make it sound so serious. Xiaoqing is being willful, but Grandpa's illness has nothing to do with that. Come on, stop talking. Sister Wang has made breakfast. Let's have breakfast."
Zhou Xuan saw that if the two sisters were dressed the same, it would be impossible to tell them apart. They were exactly the same. Judging from their appearance, it would be impossible to tell who was the older sister and who was the younger sister, but their family members would probably be able to tell them apart.
And the most obvious thing is that Zhou Xuan could see that the two had completely different personalities. Extreme.
Wei Xiaoqing was playful and lively, while Wei Xiaoyu was as cold as an iceberg. Wei Xiaoqing's hair was messy, and she didn't care about her wrinkled clothes. She was very casual, while Wei Xiaoyu was dressed in a neat military uniform, with her hair tied up and curled at the back of her head. She was clean and orderly.
Good heavens, Zhou Xuan scratched his head. They were family, the two sisters born to Li Sheng, how could their personalities be so different?
Aunt Wang set out the breakfast and then came over to invite the three of them to the restaurant for breakfast.
Breakfast consisted of bread, fried dough sticks, and soy milk.
Zhou An was somewhat surprised, not because he disliked it, but because he found it strange that a family like Wei Haihong's could eat so simply. However, he quite liked it and ate two pieces of bread, a fried dough stick, and a cup of soy milk.
After breakfast, Xue Hua was about to go to work. Before leaving, he took out a bank card and handed it to Zhou Xuan. "Xiao Zhou, I'm going to work. Your brother Hong might not be free these next few days. The old man's condition is very serious. You can stay home and relax. If you get bored, go out for a walk. Buy whatever you want, don't be shy, just make yourself at home."
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Volume 1, Chapter 54: The Antique Market
Ertai, of course, wouldn't accept Xue Hua's bank card, and politely declined. "My surname is Wu, I'm not familiar with it, I just took it back, I can't take it."
"What you have is yours. What your sister-in-law gave you is what your sister-in-law gave you. If I just let you go like this, Haihong will be furious with me when he gets back. Take it, sister-in-law has to go, it's time!"
Xue Hua handed the bank card to Zhou Xuan, grabbed the car keys, and left. After a few steps, he turned back and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. The PIN is six eights."
Zhou Xuan held the bank card with a sense of helplessness. He thought to himself that he would return it to her when she came back that night, and he absolutely refused to accept it.
Wei Xiaoqing looked at Zhou Xuan, stretched out her hand and said, "If you don't want it, give it to me, I can accept it with pleasure."
Wei Xiaoyu said coldly, "Xiaoqing!"
Zhou Xuan certainly couldn't give it to her. If it were his own, that would be fine, but he couldn't give it away. How could he repay her if he did? He quickly and discreetly withdrew his hand and put the card into his pocket.
Wei Xiaoqing said to Wei Xiaoyu, "I know, I know, I was just joking with him!" Seeing Zhou Xuan quickly pull his hand back, she immediately added, "Look at you, you stingy guy."
The man surnamed Wang cleared the table. Wei Xiaodu pulled her sister and said, "Sister, let's go to Grandpa's."
Zhou Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Xiaoqing, I'll go with you to see your grandfather!"
Wei Qingyu immediately replied coldly, "My grandfather isn't someone just anyone can look at."
Zhou Xuan felt awkward and thought to himself that he was only checking on Hong Ge's family because of him. Although your family's status is impressive, he didn't want to curry favor with them!
Wei Xiaoqing quickly said, "My grandfather is staying in a military hospital, and ordinary people can't get in, so you don't need to go!"
Zhou Xuan felt somewhat relieved by Wei Xiaoqing's tactful expression, but Wei Xiaoyu was indeed too cold and uninteresting, with a condescending and disdainful air that made him feel quite bored.
Wei Xiaoyu didn't say anything more and went to the garage to get the car. Only then did Wei Xiaoqing whisper to Zhou Xuan, "You saw him, didn't you? There's nothing to be upset about. My sister is like that with all men because she's too outstanding and thinks no man is good enough for her. She's very arrogant."
Zhou Xuan said calmly, "I'm not unhappy at all."
Just then, a horn blared outside the villa, and Wei Xiaoqing quickly said, "I have to go. Bye-bye!"
Zhou Xuan sat alone in the living room for a while, watched TV for a bit, and then, feeling bored, he said to Wang Sao after she came out, "Wang Sao, I'm going out for a walk. If I don't come back for lunch, you don't have to wait for me."
Aunt Wang nodded and said, "That's fine. There are plenty of places to eat, but don't come back too late."
"Okay, I won't be back until dark." Zhou Xuan agreed, taking the remote to turn off the TV.
Xicheng District in Beijing is extremely bustling. Zhou Xuan wandered around the streets and alleys, big and small markets for two hours, his legs aching, but he didn't find anything he liked. Suddenly, he thought, Beijing is an international metropolis, so there must be many antique markets, but he didn't know where they were. He really wanted to take a look.
Zhou Xuan is now really into the antique business, since that's where his wealth comes from. He has nothing else to do anyway, so he might as well take a stroll around and maybe find something good.
I hailed a taxi on the street and first asked the driver if he knew where the Beijing Antique Market was. The driver nodded and said, "Yes, I know. There's an antique market on the East Third Ring Road in Chaoyang District, and also antique shops and pawnshops along the entire Dongshan Street."
Zhou Xuan immediately got into the car, smiling broadly, and said, "Yes, yes, that's the place."
"You like this too?" The driver, a middle-aged man in his thirties, chatted incessantly as he drove.
"Beijing's antique market is unparalleled nationwide. It's huge, and there are countless treasures in private hands. You might just find a priceless item from some old man or woman. Getting into this business is all about having a keen eye; there's a lot more to it than meets the eye."
Zhou Xuan listened to the driver with a smile, but his mind was elsewhere. The driver talked a lot, but he was very enthusiastic, so his words went in one ear and out the other.
The car stopped at the East Third Ring Road. Zhou Xuan paid the fare and said, "Thank you!"
The driver took the money, then pointed and said, "Up ahead, over there, the whole street is full of them. This building, from the first to the sixth floor, is all antique shops. Hehe, just be careful not to get ripped off."
"Thank you, thank you!" Zhou Xuan said a few more times before the driver turned the car around and drove away.
Zhou Xuan looked at the long street, and on the top of the six-story building to his right were five large red characters: "Beijing Antique City!"
This is the place.
Zhou Xuan happily entered the antique market. Inside, there were many shops and people, and he even saw a few foreigners from time to time. The scale of the market was quite different from what he saw from the outside. At first glance, it looked like a long road, lined with shops.