15 See Nanshan leisurely

Mr. Fu's clothes are portable and calm, and the blockbuster silk beige shirt can't be seen in the distance. Close-up, it is a kind of low-key luxury, quiet design, which completely sets off the meticulousness and calmness of the wearer.

This kind of clothes is rarely seen in the market. It may be a high-end customization. Tina's heart moved, followed him, watched him pull away a glowing silver Phaeton by the roadside, and stopped.

This luxury car, which is claimed to be of the same grade as the Pentium S-Class, is somewhat similar in appearance to Passat, and the taillight design is borrowed by domestic Jetta. From afar, it is often mistaken. Unless they like to enjoy it, they are greedy for a smooth driving feeling and stable safety, and extremely low-key people generally do not want to choose it.

Fu Sinian held the door, turned his head with a smile and said, "Just now, when I saw you in the car, I stopped to call you. I'll take you there." Then she didn't wait for her to answer and continued with a smile, "Since you were discharged from the hospital, you haven't called Aunt Lan or visited her. She is talking about you every day."

When it comes to Xintian's mother, Tina is a little sorry. She has not contacted her for a long time. In her mind, Xintian's mother is just a slightly closer aunt.

Fu Sinian looked at her hesitant expression, dialed the phone and said softly, "Aunt Lan? I'm Sinian. I saw Xintian on the street. Please talk to her."

Tina was stunned for a moment and could only take the mobile phone he handed over. The man's control skills were quite good, and he quietly guided others in his direction. She took the mobile phone, and Xintian's mother's greetings and scolding came from the other end of the phone, but a warmth gushed out of her heart. She nodded repeatedly and finally said, "Sorry, okay, I'll come to see you today."

She returned her mobile phone to Fu Sinian and asked, "Mr. Fu, can I visit your house? It's not convenient for you to write me the address. I forgot it."

Fu Sinian walked over and opened the door on the right and said, "I was going to go home to pick you up on the way."

The car drove smoothly, and Benderui's light music slowly flowed in the carriage, just like listening to a gentle, pure and ethereal natural love poem. In the space in the carriage, Tina keenly captured a fragrance like a pine musk, mixed with a little bitterness. She looked sideways at Fu Sinian, who was focused on driving. Could it be He uploaded it.

Is it because he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor that he is infected with this faint medicinal fragrance?

Fu Sinian sensed her observation, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Tina concealed her curiosity and joked, "I was surprised. When I woke up, I heard my mother mention Mr. Fu twice. I thought it was an old gentleman, but I didn't expect it to be a young gentleman."

Fu Sinian smiled gently, and his eyes seemed to be a little lost, which made Tina unable to see through the clue.

Tina withdrew her sight and saw a peace charm hanging in the car at a glance, hanging down with a red silk thread, and the small diamond corner was entangled with colorful silk thread to wrap the diamond-shaped pattern. It looks handmade. Although it is childish and cute, it is incompatible with the luxurious and exquisite decoration in the car.

Fu Sinian followed her line of sight and stopped on the cute little thing. He looked at her and said meaningfully, "It was sent by a friend in the past."

In a simple sentence, Tina smiled and judged that the first one was given by a female friend, and few men would give such a thing to a friend. The second Fu Sinian obviously attaches great importance to this female friend, otherwise he would not have hung this little mismatched charm here all the time.

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A single-family two-story brick red building stands under the breeze mountain 20 miles out of the city, with green mountains and green water, and a relaxed and happy heart.

A fence full of purple flowers surrounds a courtyard. Dozens of thick willows are planted outside the courtyard. The flowing willows hang on the water surface of the green pond. Several wild ducks swim on it, dragging out the water waves, which has brought out the smell of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing the South Mountain leisurely".

Tina followed Fu Sinian into the yard and couldn't suppress her envy. Walking on the cobblestone path, there are small vegetablefields on both sides of the path. The lush leaves grow neatly on the ground. Tina doesn't know what it is, but she sees at a glance that on one side of the rattan rack, there are green branches and leaves, slender cowpeas hanging down, and a huge wax gourd on the edge of the vine rack. , connected to the thin winter melon vine, because I was afraid that it would break, I supported it with a small bench below.

Tina looked up and looked not far away. A piece of brightly colored commercial villas rose up. Now an inch of land is an inch of gold. Although she is out of the city, this place of the Fu family is more scarce because of the natural resources close to green mountains and green water.

So he can settle down and live here. He is like a fairy, which is even more difficult to guess. If he is just a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, how can he have such a lot of energy to occupy here? She thought that she had heard of a famous figure surnamed Fu in H City.

Fu Sinian looked at Tina staring at the verdant winter melon and couldn't move his eyes. He laughed and said, "Do you want to eat it? Let Aunt Lan make it later, and the salted duck eggs that have just been marinated."

Tina finally couldn't help laughing. When she came to this vibrant place, she couldn't tolerate unhappiness.

Tina's smiling eyes brushed the willow branches like a spring breeze, which was so tender and charming. Fu Sinian looked in his eyes, suppressed the unspeakable emotion in his heart, and was about to open the door.

Suddenly, I heard a fierce quarrel inside, mixed with the cry of a woman and the voice of a man's comfort. The two looked at each other and lost their smile. Tina flashed a figure in front of her and raised her eyebrows in disgust.

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The antique red sandalwood furniture, with Chinese style design elements, is elegant but not too heavy. Tina stepped on the blue-gray terrazzo floor and pushed the door into the house, but it felt completely different from the outdoors. It seemed to be a family courtyard full of ancient music.

She was so sure that she had heard the sound of quarrels coming from the inner room.

"Mom, isn't it just a pen holder? Just let me take it away. I'm really short of money now. Are you going to let me be hacked to death?" A voice of a threatening scoundrel in his plea came, which was Xin Kang.

Tina raised her eyebrows. Sure enough, it was him. She didn't know what kind of trouble she had caused.

Xintian's mother looked at Xinkang and suppressed her sad tears. She thought that she had taught Xinkang Xintian carefully. Unexpectedly, Xinkang would become like this today. Was it really a big blow to him by their father's affairs?

Xinkang held a ceramic pen holder tightly in his hand, and Xintian's mother also held it up with both hands. She wanted to grab it from his hand and insisted, "No, I can't let you steal."

"What is stealing?" Xin Kang blushed and quickly recovered as usual. He continued, "There are so many good things in his house. Even if there are two less, he may not be able to find them. Even if he finds them, you can say that you accidentally broke them. You also said that he has been very good to you. Will he still want you to compensate?"

Xintian's mother's hands trembled and covered her chest. There was a big drop of sweat on her forehead, but she pointed to him and scolded, "You, you're not my son,... I haven't given birth to you, put down the pen holder..."

Seeing that his mother's face was wrong, Xin Kang couldn't help but be a little worried, but he was reluctant to let it go. He hesitated and said, "Don't be sad. I changed the money and bought something to see you."

Xintian's mother was so distressed that she was so angry that she didn't have the strength to pull him. Xin Kang hesitated, turned around and left, but almost bumped into the two people who came in.

Fu Sinian looked at him and hurried to Xintian's mother, opened the drawer, found a few pills and handed them to her to swallow. He comforted softly, "Aunt Lan, don't be too excited and slowly calm down."

Xin Kang watched Fu Sinian take care of Xin Tian's mother first. He didn't care about him. He gritted his teeth and was about to go out with a pen holder, but was stopped by Xin Tian in front of him, and a pair of white jade hands also went to grab the ceramic pen holder.

Xin Kang shook and dodged Xin Tian. His face was full of happiness. He was about to run out. Xin Tian's voice came coldly from behind: "That's Qing Yongzheng's pastel bat peach pen holder. You hold it carefully. Don't break it. You can't afford to spend your life in prison."

Xin Kang paused and asked with a hippie smile, "Tingtian, you also understand antiques!"

Tina looked at him coldly. Her beautiful little face was sarcastic, and there was a dislike in her eyes. She said, "A few years ago, a Yongzheng pastel bat peach pattern olive bottle was bought more than 41 million yuan in Hong Kong. This may be his brother, which is worth a lot. You should be careful. In case it breaks, prepare to use the method of Yugong to move mountains. Come and pay for it."

In order to deal with all kinds of customers and generate a common language, she has indeed learned a lot. Although it is not profound, it is still no problem to coax people casually.

Playing antiques is her favorite of a big customer, so she also knows a little about fur. Even so, she can see at a glance that there is a faint and moist luster on the pastel pen holder, the beautiful peach pattern is three-dimensional and delicate, and the lines and color shapes are very exquisite. Even if it is not authentic, it is a very exquisite high imitation, so it can scare Xinkang.

Fu Sinian pressed Xintian's mother on the armchair where the red sandalwood carved magpie climbing branches, took the medicine, and looked up at Xintian. He did not play with antiques, but this porcelain did have a history. A few years ago, he cured a millionaire with a terminal illness and did not get his reward. The rich man insisted on giving him this official kiln pastel pen holder, which was a little precious.

It's just how can Xin Tian know? She has never understood this.

He was slightly suspicious and looked up at Xintian quietly, but he saw that she winked at him playfully, and her eyes were soft to the bone, making a look as if she was deceiving Xinkang.