"This time I want to see what Mom has collected. I'm really curious," Wei Dong said.
As Cheng Cai and Wei Dong grew older, they became increasingly interested in these old objects, and this time they wanted to see the display of these old objects in these houses.
As soon as they entered the password, the two of them went straight in. The rooftop was covered by surveillance cameras with no blind spots. No one was allowed to enter these rooms except for him and his children.
Tingting and Jianjun also felt that they were getting old, and neither of them could guarantee that there would be no problems. If she were to suddenly pass away, the children would be able to inherit her collection of things from the past few decades.
"Big brother, look at this. This is genuine handwriting, but you can see it's a bit damaged on the side. This is exactly how it was when Mom and Dad kept it."
"Look at this snuff bottle, it's really nice and exquisite. It's a fine piece."
"Hmm, and look at this too. It's porcelain. I didn't even realize it until you pointed it out, Brother Cheng. It's a really nice piece."
"These aunt and uncle are really amazing, we can't compare at all. Let's go check out the next collection room."
Seeing the old objects in front of them was also extremely shocking to them.
"This room is full of porcelain, so let's be careful not to break it."
“If we fall, I feel like we won’t be able to do it again next time. Mom definitely won’t allow it.”
“Wei Dong, look at this pastel color, it’s quite nice. To be honest, I like every single item in it,” Cheng Cai said.
Even after the two had seen all the rooms, they were still reeling from the shock. Little did they know, this was only a part of Tingting and Jianjun's space.
When Tingting and Jianjun grow old, they will take out these old items and pass them on to their children and grandchildren.
"Mom, when did you and Dad collect all these things? They're amazing!"
"Cheng Cai and I were both amazed; this is so big it could be an exhibition."
"It's been decades, and there are still quite a few old objects, but they're not here anymore. There are also some oil paintings, but I can tell you that you all have a share in these things. However, I still want to pass on most of them to someone who can take on a great responsibility."
"So whoever has the ability among these grandchildren will inherit the family business. You all need to raise your children well, do you understand?"
"Don't worry, Mom, we know what we're doing. You know they're our children too. Who wouldn't care about their own child?" Wei Dong said.
Seeing Cheng Cai hesitate, Tingting knew why and said, "Cheng Cai, is there something you like? Go pick out a couple and take them home."
“Auntie, I’ll go right now, thank you,” Cheng Cai said.
"Mom, I'm going too! Brother, wait for me!" Wei Dong called out.
“Mom, I’m not interested in any of these. I’ve got my eye on that bottle of good wine,” Qiuqiu said.
"Alright, alright, you guys can go pick and choose yourselves. We really owe you something," Tingting said helplessly.
"It's almost time to eat, I'm starving," Tingting said before she could finish.
When her grandchildren were brought back, the house immediately erupted in chaos. Although Tingting loved them, she was overwhelmed; it was a sweet burden.
“Grandma, Grandpa, I miss you. I like being with Grandpa and Grandma. Mom always scolds me,” Wang Qitian said.
Wang Qitian is also Cheng Cai's child, and the eldest in their family. He has a sweet tongue.
"Your grandpa and I miss our little tiger too. Come here, your mom is doing this for your own good. Don't be naughty, you hear me?"
“I understand, I’ll listen to Grandma,” Wang Qitian said.
Tingting was very fond of the sweet-talking child and kept teasing him.
Seeing how much Wang Qitian was favored, Wang Min felt resentful and started to compare him to Cheng Cai's child, who was close in age.
“Wang Yuyang, go find your grandma and grandpa. They haven’t seen you in a long time and they miss you,” Wang Min said.
“I understand, Mom. I want to take my younger brother with me,” Wang Yuyang said.
“Okay, then be careful and keep an eye on your brother so he doesn’t fall,” Wang Min instructed him.
"I understand, Mom, don't worry," Wang Yuyang said, acting like a little adult.
"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm here. You only love Brother Qitian. You don't love my brother and me anymore."
“Come here quickly, Grandpa and Grandma both like you. You’re saying this to hurt our feelings,” Tingting said.
Jianjun and Tingting exchanged a glance. Judging from Yuyang's words and actions, despite his young age, he was quite cunning.
“That’s good, that’s good. Our family is so big now. If we’re too naive, we’ll suffer the consequences,” Jianjun said with a sigh.
"No matter what, he's still our eldest grandson, and Wang Min's ambitions are growing now," Tingting said.
They didn't avoid talking to the children; Tingting and Jianjun were also looking for a successor and were still observing.
Seeing the children, each carrying a pile of things, come out, Tingting said, "Let's eat quickly. The children are hungry; don't let my grandchildren go hungry."
Zhou Zhenting was a little embarrassed, but Fu Bao didn't care about such things. She took a lot of her favorite old items and a lot of wine.
“Your father and I both love children, so we’ll have these kids come and visit us whenever we have time.”
"Don't worry, Mom and Dad. They're just being annoying right now. Just don't bother them then," Xia Ying said.
"Haha, I don't mind my grandchildren at all, I love them more than anything," Tingting said with a smile.
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