It was like going through the motions: after finishing the chicken soup and eating a few pieces of chicken, we went home.

Wenhui can't go home today. What she said to Shen Yi was just talk. She knows very well where she should go for postpartum care. This is not the time to do things on a whim.

She came from home very early in the morning, went straight into the delivery room, and came out in less than an hour. Then she went to the ward to rest for a while, and went home without even having lunch. It felt like she was just putting on a show by going to the ward to rest.

Watching the cars drive away from the parking lot, Li Wenxuan and Wang Yueyue did not follow.

"Brother Xuan"

"What's wrong?"

"I feel like it wasn't as good as when my mom gave birth to Er Ya..."

She was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

"You mean there's no sense of ceremony, right? It doesn't feel like you're here to give birth, it feels more like you've just gone to the toilet, and then you go home."

"Yes, yes, that's it, it feels weird." Wang Yueyue nodded her head up and down repeatedly.

"You seem a bit strange, like you weren't like this when you gave birth to our baby." These were the thoughts in Wenxuan's mind, but he didn't say them aloud. His wife had been acting rather odd lately, so he decided not to cause her any trouble.

Not only Yueyue felt something was off, but Chen's mother, sitting in the car, was also asking herself the same questions.

"Who am I? Where did I just go? What am I holding in my arms?"

Old Master Shen and Shen Jun, being two rather rough-around-the-edges men, were still immersed in the joy of the Shen family having an heir and didn't realize that something was amiss.

Wenhui's colleagues at the research institute were standing downstairs in the special needs building, looking completely bewildered. They were being stopped by the security guards downstairs and not allowed to go up.

"You mean the babies who gave birth this morning have already left?"

"That's right, we've been walking for almost an hour. Please leave now."

The special needs building is strictly managed; it's not something you can just go up to whenever you want. Even if the security guards downstairs know you're from the main hospital, you can forget about going up without someone escorting you.

"No, class monitor, she just arrived this morning to prepare for childbirth."

"I know, it's Director Li's daughter. She just went back."

"Did she give birth?"

"That's a really interesting question, comrade. Why would you leave if you haven't given birth?"

Wenhui's colleagues looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been busy in the morning, so they had arranged to come and see Wenhui and her child around lunchtime. What had happened?

"Let's go, let's go ask Wenxuan what's going on."

You definitely won't get any more information from the guards.

...

Zhu Wen was experiencing both pain and joy during this period. While other construction teams were worried about not being able to get work and making money, his team was worried about having too much work to handle.

Meanwhile, four courtyards were waiting for them to renovate. Except for Li Chu's three-courtyard house, which was not in a hurry and could be done slowly, the other three were all in a hurry.

After some negotiation, Wang Jun and Ding Jianguo compromised, agreeing that as long as they could move in before winter, it would be fine. However, they needed to hurry up with the time they had for Xu Damao's courtyard near Huguosi Temple.

Fortunately, it's just renovation and doesn't require major construction work, otherwise we would really have to find another construction team to work with.

"Boss Xu, the brothers have really done their best. They've been working around the clock, and the earliest we can get to August is now."

Zhu Wen saw that Xu Damao had come over in the morning and then came again in the afternoon. He assumed that this guy was here to urge them again, so he explained helplessly that it wasn't that he didn't want to speed things up, but that he really couldn't treat people like animals.

"No, no, no, I didn't come here to rush you." Xu Damao waved his hand.

"I want to ask you about someone."

"You said..."

Do you know that Mr. Chen from Hong Kong Island?

"You mean that woman?"

"Oh yes, it is indeed a woman. I heard she is a Manchu."

“That’s it. I’ve not only heard of it, I’ve also seen it. Mr. Xu, what would you like to ask?” Zhu Wen nodded.

"Did she want to buy Brother Chu's big courtyard house before?"

"That's right, she did want to buy it, and even went to the door, but Brother Chu quoted her 500 million, and then she was never seen again."

"It really is true. I thought the rumors circulating outside were false," Xu Damao muttered incredulously.

"Brother Zhu, is that the big boss who's been talking about wanting to demolish that area of ​​ours lately?"

"Boss Xu, this matter really did come from the mouths of a few Manchus. You know my master's identity, and I know some of the people who spread these words."

But don't worry, their company does want to demolish it, but not in our area. It's in the northeast, near Chaoyang. But for some reason, nothing has happened since the Chinese New Year.

Upon hearing this, Xu Damao felt relieved, as it matched the information he had gathered through inquiries.

His old restaurant has a stable customer base and a very steady monthly income, and he doesn't want to ruin his business by relocating.

"I'm relieved to hear that. Alright, you go ahead with your work, Brother Zhu, I'll head over now."

After he finished speaking, he glanced around the yard a couple more times, then turned and walked out of the yard.

Zhu Wen stood there watching him leave, then shook his head and came back, rambling on, to ask this question.

...

Xu Damao was initially quite happy after leaving the courtyard, but the thought of what he was about to do filled him with gloom again.

He was thoroughly fed up with the fact that he had to exchange his dollars every month or two.

There are many people in Beijing who want to exchange foreign currency, and many exchange it every month, but no one exchanges a thousand or more every one or two months like him.

Others exchange items for a hundred or two hundred at most; who has such a large sum of money as him?

Those who have access to him treat him like a god of wealth every time they see him.

When they replaced it for him, they kept the price firm because they knew it was a necessity for him.

It's cheaper in the south, but it's too inconvenient, and carrying a large sum of money back and forth is even more troublesome.

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"Sigh~" He sighed and sat down in the car. There was nothing he could do. He could only accept being ripped off. After all, they had such a troublesome child in their family.

People usually live on 100-200 yuan a month, at most 200-300 yuan, but how come this guy has to spend so much on this?

It's fortunate that his father-in-law paid for it; if he had to pay, he probably would have gone crazy by now.

However, the thought that his father-in-law would be unable to support him in a few months gave him a huge headache, and he had no idea how to continue.

He wouldn't want his second son to squander the money he worked so hard to earn over there, but isn't it a bit of a waste to just bring him back from there like this?

His father-in-law has a few small items that resemble family heirlooms, but it's impossible to sell them for a high price in mainland China. If he wants to sell them in the future, he'll have to find a way to get them to Hong Kong.

The various troubles surrounding his second son at home had left him feeling somewhat exhausted.