Chapter 12 Grandma
Bu Qianli's move surprised everyone, especially his good friend Po Ying. Po Ying knew Bu Qianli's character and knew that he would hardly participate in other auctions except for materials and equipment, especially fashion items.
However, this time, he not only participated in the auction, but also bid a price far exceeding the market price, directly raising the price by hundreds of thousands.
This is incredible.
Po Ying, that is, Jiang Ying, could not help but shout in the voice channel: "Bu, ten steps you..."
He almost blurted out Bu Qianli's real name, but luckily he stopped himself in time.
Bu Qianli, who was stopped by him, was sitting in front of the computer desk, her eyes flickering and her expression difficult to read.
He was inexplicably unhappy with Dongdong's hidden message "We are not familiar with each other" in the chat box.
Perhaps it was because of the scene of Dongdong hiding and setting off fireworks yesterday that reminded him of a child he met at his grandmother's house many years ago.
He was fifteen years old that year, during the summer vacation of his second year in high school. His father felt that he was a nuisance at home and disturbed their world of two, so when his mother was out shopping, he ran to Bu Qianli's room and suggested that he go visit his grandmother.
Bu Qianli happened to be sitting in the room reading a book at the time. He was a mature and stable person, and he saw through his father's intention at a glance - he just wanted him to leave home so that he could monopolize his mother's attention.
His father pretended to be serious, looking at his son who had grown to 1.8 meters tall with a burning gaze, and said with a hint of encouragement and urging: "Son, your grandmother has not been feeling well recently. Since you are on vacation, have you considered going to see her?"
Hearing this, Bu Qianli put down the book in his hand, looked up at the tall figure standing at the door, and smiled faintly: "Dad is right, I should go visit grandma. But..." He paused, his tone calm, "You have to promise me one thing."
Bu's father's face immediately showed joy, and he nodded quickly: "No problem, don't just say one, I'll agree to all ten!"
Bu Qianli shook her head, her tone still calm: "Thank you, Dad."
Seeing that he had agreed, Bu's father was secretly delighted and quickly asked him to leave home immediately: "There is no time to waste. I will ask Xiao Li to drive you there later."
Bu Qianli nodded barely audibly, murmured "hmm", and picked up the book again.
With a smile on his face, Bu's father was about to close the door and leave when his train of thought suddenly changed. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his long and beautiful eyes looked like a fox.
"Son, how long do you plan to stay at grandma's house this time? I have to inform your mother in advance, otherwise I'm afraid she will be angry..."
Bu Qianli didn't even raise his head and replied calmly, "One month. After that, Lin Qi and I will go to Antarctica to participate in the winter camp. We will not be at home for the entire summer vacation, so don't worry."
Having his thoughts exposed by his son, Bu's father looked a little embarrassed and laughed dryly: "Since you have already made arrangements, I won't bother you. I'll let Sister Li come up to help you pack your luggage."
Bu Qianli said "hmm" softly, indicating that he understood, and continued to read seriously. Bu's father looked at his calm and composed appearance, curious, and couldn't help asking again: "Have you thought about what you want me to promise you?"
"Don't worry, you will know later." Bu Qianli still didn't look up.
Mr. Bu nodded, asked no more questions, then quietly closed the door and left.
Bu Qianli didn't have much luggage to pack, and twenty minutes later, Mrs. Li had helped him pack it, and all the necessary things were neatly placed in a suitcase.
In the past holidays, the whole family would visit their grandmother, so there were always enough clothes for them there, so there was no need to buy any more. Before going downstairs, he looked around and his eyes stopped on the two books on the top of the bookshelf. These were his two favorite books. He hesitated for a moment, but finally took them down and carefully put them into the box.
The driver was Uncle Li, who had worked for the Bu family for many years and was deeply trusted by Bu Qianli's family.
Bu Qianli sat in the back seat and said to Uncle Li with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Li."
Uncle Li’s name is Li Guoyang, and he is already 40 years old this year. He has been in the Bu family for so many years, and has watched Bu Qianli grow up since he was a child. He treats him as well as his own son.
"You are too polite. I am not tired at all. It is a long journey. Young Master, please take a rest first. I will call you when I am ready."
Bu Qianli smiled softly: "Okay then, thank you Uncle Li."
Bu Qianli's grandmother lives in a town in Linshi. It's more like a small village than a town. It is the border between Beijing and Beijing. If you go to the left on the highway, you will be in the direction of Beijing. If you go to the right on the low-speed road, you will be in the center of Linshi.
My grandmother said that Bu's mother was the first person in the town to be admitted to Peking University. Not only was she outstanding in appearance, but she was also a well-known talented woman.
After entering college, the number of people pursuing her was even smaller than ten miles away. As a result, her father pursued her relentlessly for three years and forced away other suitors. In the end, she won the heart of Bu's mother by being thick-skinned.
Whenever he talked about this past event, Bu's father always looked very proud, as if it was the most glorious achievement in his life.
Whenever Bu Qianli was on holiday at home, Bu's father could not help but feel jealous that his son was taking away his wife's attention, so he would take every opportunity to brag about how he had traveled through mountains and rivers and how he had come to his grandmother's house through hardships, and how he had begged his grandmother to agree to marry her daughter to him.
However, whenever he was halfway through his speech, Bu's mother would find out, pinch his ears, and scold him, "Why are you in your son's room again talking about those old things? Don't disturb your son's study, go to the study and work!"
Bu Dad wailed and begged for mercy: "Be gentle, honey, I'll go now!"
Bu Qianli was in the room and could hear her father's wails from afar, and she couldn't help but smile.
At that time, he didn't understand what Bu's father meant by "traveling through mountains and rivers". It was not until he came to his grandmother's house for the first time that he truly understood its meaning.
My grandmother's house is located in a valley, surrounded by mountains on all sides, and is almost isolated from the outside world. The only way to the outside world is a bumpy yellow mud road. Whenever it rains, the road is full of mud and potholes, making it extremely difficult to walk.
Later, with policy support and funding from villagers and wealthy businessmen, roads, schools and other infrastructure were gradually built in the village, and the lives of the villagers gradually became better.
However, that was something that happened later. At this time, Bu Qianli was still bumping along the only mountain road. The mountain road was steep and even an experienced driver like Uncle Li had to be extremely careful, fearing that he would fall into the bottom of the slope if he was not careful.
The car slowly approached the village entrance. Uncle Li breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the sleeping man in the rearview mirror, and reminded him softly, "Master, we are almost there."
"Yeah." Bu Qianli was not a sleepy person, and he just closed his eyes and rested all the way. Hearing Uncle Li's voice, he slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window.
The car slowly drove past the plaque at the entrance of the village, and Bu Qianli's eyes were suddenly attracted by a scene not far away - several children were surrounding a thin boy, pushing and fighting, and the boy had been pushed to the ground. His pitiful and ferocious appearance made people feel sorry for him.
Bu Qianli frowned, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He could see that this group of children's bullying was not the first time, but no adults around came out to stop it, as if they had acquiesced to it.
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