This Chinese-style courtyard is close to a green space in the city center. The front yard is a wide lawn, and a verandah is built around the wall. It has white walls and black tiles, and extends to the private backyard. 『kge』ge．La
There is a row of camphor trees that are evergreen all year around. The rolling shed-style roof on the top of the mountain is hidden under the green trees. It only looks like there are many mountains, which visually expands the area of the yard.
Gu Nianzhi just took a casual look at it and felt that it was extraordinary.
This kind of Chinese-style courtyard takes up a lot of space. It also has a wide yard, and it’s actually in the city center...
Gu Nianzhi curled his lips and whispered: "...Can this place be a museum?"
In such a location and such an area, how can a powerless person dare to live like this now
At this point, it is impossible to live in such a house just by having money.
Huo Shaoheng squinted his eyes and looked at it.
He also had the same question, but he didn't mutter it like Gu Nianzhi.
The two of them came here to explore the road today. They were dressed in a different way. They were not dressed like ordinary tourists like yesterday.
The two of them were wearing very fashionable clothes today, and they were very fashionable, the kind of fashion that comes from freelance artists in Brooklyn, New York.
They all wore big sunglasses on their faces, and their hair was deliberately messy, but it wasn't really messy, but a mess that had been carefully taken care of with hairspray. It was orderly in the mess, but it looked unruly and unruly.
Wearing a Panama hat on his head, a black suede vest, and Harlem pants on his legs, he looked like an overseas Chinese who had just returned from New York.
He held up the SLR camera in his hand and kept taking pictures of the yard, constantly making very exaggerated tones and gestures.
"Oh, mgod!"
"thitiful!" (It's so beautiful!)
"fabulous!"
They had just taken two photos at the door, and a young girl dressed as a nanny in white and black pants came out of the Chinese-style house.
She walked along the gray pebbles on the front lawn.
Standing in front of the wooden fence at the door, she smiled and asked, "What are you two doing?"
Gu Nianzhi hurriedly put away the camera and gave her a thumbs up in Chinese with a strong foreign accent: "... It's so beautiful! It's so great!"
The young girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you foreigners? Where are you from?"
"New York, we came here from New York to collect scenery and sketch." Gu Nianzhi stammered. As he spoke, he made large gestures with his arms, just like those Chinese children who were born and raised abroad.
The young girl's attitude became better and she said with a smile: "Our master happened to be at home today. He saw you hanging around the door and wanted to invite you in for a cup of tea."
Gu Nianzhi became alert in his heart, but on the surface he still looked careless and said with a smile: "No... don't bother me. We are just taking photos and sketching."
"Our yard is very beautiful." The young girl opened the fence door, "If you don't come in today, you might not be able to see it in the future."
Gu Nianzhi acted surprised, pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head, widened his eyes, "wh? wh?"
"Our master is going to immigrate abroad, and he donated this house to the city's museum." The young girl stepped aside. "The furniture inside is all rosewood. It will be kept and will not be taken away."
Gu Nianzhi said "Ah" and gave her a thumbs up, "Your master is so great!"
Huo Shaoheng took out a cigarette, took a puff, held it in his mouth, looked carefree, and said vaguely: "... Then let's take a look..."
It’s the same feeling as foreigners speaking Chinese.
The young girl glanced at Huo Shaoheng, smiled and pointed to the log-colored trash can hidden on the other side of the fence and said, "Smoking is not allowed here. Sir, please throw your trash here."
Huo Shaoheng groaned and reluctantly threw away the cigarette.
Seeing that Huo Shaoheng had no objection, Gu Nianzhi followed him into the courtyard gate.
The young girl gently closed the door behind her and led them towards the main house.
The steps at the door are made of stone. You can't tell what material it is made of, but the placement is well-organized and has a simple charm.
It seems that the owner of this house is still a person who likes traditional culture
Gu Nianzhi muttered and walked all the way in.
"Sir, they are here." The young girl stopped in front, bowed respectfully and half-bent to speak.
Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
What age is it? Even if you are a servant, it is a serious job. You make money through hard work. Why do you have to stoop to this level
Is it really true that British Prime Minister Theresa May wanted to kneel down and kiss his feet when she saw Prince William
Having said that, the man opposite is not a prince yet...
Gu Nianzhi cursed endlessly.
Huo Shaoheng was already looking at the old man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room.
This man is not young anymore, but he is well maintained. He looks like he is in his early fifties, but according to the data, this man is already sixty-five years old.
His hair is not bad, just slightly gray, not dyed black, and his face is slightly fat, so the wrinkles are not obvious.
There was a set of Kung Fu Tea tea sets on the mahogany coffee table in front of him. When he saw them coming in, he raised his hand casually and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to meet you two. We are guests from afar. Let's sit down and have a cup of tea?"
Gu Nianzhi poked his head out from behind Huo Shaoheng, wrinkled his little nose strangely, and said with a look of disgust: "I hate drinking tea! I only drink Coke!"
The man stared at Gu Nianzhi. After a while, he smiled slightly and said to the young girl standing aside: "Amei, go buy two bottles of Coke."
The young girl responded with a smile, turned around and went out.
Huo Shaoheng took Gu Nianzhi's hand, walked to the sofa with her, and sat face to face with the man.
"Hello, excuse me. We have just come from New York, art students, to sketch and take photos." Huo Shaoheng gestured with just the right accent.
As a field officer who once stationed abroad, Huo Shaoheng was extremely skilled in disguise.
In order not to cause trouble to him, Gu Nianzhi could only speak as little as possible.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The man laughed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were now visible, looking a bit vicissitudes of life.
His eyes wandered between Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi, and finally stared at Gu Nianzhi's face, and said with a smile: "Did this lady just come back from abroad too?"
"Of course." Gu Nianzhi shrugged, "It's cleaner here than New York. I like it here very much."
After hearing what Gu Nianzhi said, the man laughed and was slightly relieved of his doubts.
Only someone who has actually lived in New York for a while can say that City C is cleaner than New York.
The man poured himself a small cup of Kung Fu tea, held it in his hand, took a deep breath of hot air, smelled it, blew it again, sipped it in, and closed his eyes to taste the taste of the tea.
Gu Nianzhi couldn't bear to look at Huo Shaoheng, but looked at the furniture in the room curiously.
The young girl just said that this place is all made of rosewood. Gu Nianzhi actually doesn't understand these woods. At first glance, he only thinks that the room is quite dark. An older standing cabinet in the corner has complicated carvings and looks exquisitely crafted. But she still appreciates the darker tone.
To be honest, if no one lives here, the best place to stay is to have an ancient furniture museum...
After the man finished drinking a cup of tea, he opened his eyes and saw Gu Nianzhi turning his head and looking around. His big eyes showed an innocence that was almost ignorant, just like those children who grew up in a wealthy family and did not understand the sufferings of the world.
Gu Nianzhi also had a makeover today. He wore dark blue contact lenses in his eyes. His eyes looked blue, his hair was dyed light-colored, and his nose was high and straight, making him look like a mixed-race Chinese.
Although the water chestnut lips are still very obvious.
But there are many people with such lips, and lips alone don’t mean much.
The man looked away, smiled and told them about New York.
"I just came back from New York last year. It's a good place. I have an apartment next to Central Park in New York. I can see the green space of the park from the window. It has a nice view."
Gu Nianzhi immediately looked even more surprised, "You have an apartment over there in Central Park?! You must be very rich! The houses there are too expensive!"
"I'm old, and I just want to find a good place to spend my old age. What does it matter if it's expensive? Money is for spending anyway. I don't have any descendants. I won't bring them with me when I'm alive, and I won't take them with me after I die. When I finish spending them, I will Give back to the community.”
The man said and glanced at Gu Nianzhi with a smile, "Miss, are you an American? What do your parents do?"
Gu Nianzhi nodded, "My father is a primary school teacher and my mother is a housewife. They don't have much money, so I have to work to pay for my tuition."
She pointed to the camera on her chest and said solemnly: "I just took a job from a magazine and came to China to take some photos of ancient buildings for a business trip and earn some tuition for the next semester."
The man smiled more kindly and praised Gu Nianzhi: "You are ambitious! There are too few girls like you nowadays. They can rely on their reputation to make a living, but they have to compete with others for their talents."
Gu Nianzhi touched his face, pretending not to understand, and said in confusion: "...What does it mean to rely on your face to make a living? Can you eat your face?"
"Huh? Hahahaha..." The man laughed out loud at Gu Nianzhi's words, shook his head and said, "No, no... your Chinese is really..."
Only then did Gu Nianzhi glance at Huo Shaoheng and whispered, "Did I say something wrong?"
Huo Shaoheng also looked puzzled and said: "... It should be right, right?"
The two of them looked like the kind of young Chinese-Americans who barely understand Chinese.
A few people were talking, and the young girl came back with a bag of Coke and some cold drinks.
She put these things in an ice box and took them out, and said to Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng, "Our master doesn't eat these things, so we don't have them at home. We just bought them outside."
Gu Nianzhi took a can of Coke and glanced at it quickly. Seeing that there was no problem, he opened the bottle cap and took a sip, and said with emotion: "How can there be no Coke? What would life be like without Coke?"
Huo Shaoheng also took a bottle of Coke, but didn't drink it. He put it on the coffee table in front of him, nodded to the old man, and asked the young girl standing next to him: "Where is the bathroom? Can I borrow it?"
The young girl hurriedly said: "Follow me."
She took Huo Shaoheng to the bathroom. There were only Gu Nianzhi and the old man in the living room.
Gu Nianzhi stretched out his long legs and hummed an off-key English song, looking very relaxed.
The old man stared at her again and said slowly: "What is your name? How old are you this year?"
Gu Nianzhi smiled and said, "My name is Grace. I am eighteen years old. What's wrong?"
She deliberately said she was two years younger, like a college student who had just entered college.
When the man heard that Gu Nianzhi's English name was Grace, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he quickly recovered and said calmly: "...You just said that you have to pay the tuition yourself to go to college?"
"Yeah..." Gu Nianzhi frowned and put the Coke on the coffee table, "My family has no money, and I didn't apply for a scholarship. Alas, you don't know, working is too tiring..."
The man smiled slowly, stretched out his hand, covered Gu Nianzhi's hand before he could take it back, and said, "...You can find someone to help you pay..."
"I looked for it, but couldn't find it..." Gu Nianzhi calmly withdrew his hand and smiled mischievously, "Where can such a good thing come from? Who will pay my tuition for no reason?"
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