Jiang Tiantian smiled when she heard that. "Okay, that's exactly what I want. My last name is Jiang. You can come to this address to find me in the future."

As she spoke, Jiang Tiantian took out a small notebook from her backpack, asked Cha Jiuzhang to write down the address of the courtyard house, tore it off, counted out a few bills, and handed them all to the boss.

Seeing this, the boss felt better. "Okay, Miss Jiang, I see that you are also a straightforward person. We will be friends from now on. If you need anything, you can also tell me directly. I will ask someone to keep an eye on it for you."

Jiang Tiantian rolled her eyes and said, "I'm just looking for a few better chests of drawers." Then I'll put one in each room and store things in different categories.

"If you receive something good next time, you can let me know to come over."

"Hahaha... no problem, that kind of thing is not hard to find. I'll notify you next time it's in stock." The boss responded readily.

Finally, Jiang Tiantian and Cha Jiuzhang left the largest second-hand furniture market with the boss's warm farewell.

After walking a short distance, the two entered a grocery store that specialized in selling small items.

There are a lot of dazzling items displayed inside.

There were not many customers in the store, only a man and a woman dressed very fashionably, who were looking through a pile of old calligraphy and paintings in the corner.

The middle-aged man with a refined appearance and a strong literary atmosphere sighed as he looked at it, "What a waste of resources! Such a valuable masterpiece is actually treated as garbage by them and piled up in such an inconspicuous corner."

As he spoke, with a look of heartache on his face, he carefully placed the few calligraphy and paintings that he liked on the table beside him.

Jiang Tiantian took a quick look and found that many of them were indeed authentic works by famous artists.

She was also planning to go and buy a few, but at this time, Xiao Qi spoke up, "Tiantian, do you think that woman looks a lot like Ah Ku?"

Xiao Qi had not conducted a detailed body data scan on A Ku before, but through facial big data recognition, he was able to determine that this woman was definitely related to A Ku.

Hearing this, Jiang Tiantian paused, raised her eyes, and looked carefully at the woman standing next to the middle-aged man.

Judging from the intimacy of their body language, the two people in front of them are undoubtedly a couple.

The woman’s actual age was probably not young, but she had a cute baby face and she took good care of herself, making her look much younger than her actual age.

A woman in her forties looks like she's in her early thirties.

Cha Jiuzhang followed Jiang Tiantian's gaze and was also stunned for a moment, because this woman did look very similar to A Ku.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Tiantian in confusion. Wasn't it said that A Ku was an orphan and both his parents were gone?

Could it be a relative from a side branch?

Jiang Tiantian shrugged. She didn’t know either.

A Ku's consistent explanation to the outside world is that both his parents are gone and he doesn't have any close relatives.

Jiang Tiantian walked towards the couple, pretending to watch something from the side, and secretly looked at the woman.

His brows slowly furrowed, the more he looked at them, the more they looked alike.

If Ah Ku's baby face was a little softer and rounder, and his skin was a little fairer, wouldn't he look like the woman in front of him, cut from the same mold?

If someone says that the two have no relationship, Jiang Tiantian would be the first one to not believe it.

Neither she nor Cha Jiuzhang said anything and pretended to pick up the painting from the ground and look at it.

When she touched it, she actually felt an authentic painting.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, and then his eyes stopped moving. He took a step forward and stared at the painting closely.

"I never expected it to be an authentic work by Zhang Daqian."

The middle-aged man turned to look at Jiang Tiantian and asked expectantly, "Miss, do you want this painting? If not, can you give it to me?"

Jiang Tiantian was worried that she couldn't find an opportunity to talk to these two people.

Hearing this, he pretended to smile innocently, "I didn't expect that a painting I picked up at random would actually have a story. Who is Zhang Daqian? Is he famous?"

The woman next to him sneered and said, "Little girl, if you don't understand, don't touch them. These things are great works of art, not small books with calligraphy and paintings on the street stalls."

Maybe women are naturally jealous of girls who are prettier than themselves.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Tiantian was not very kind. This little girl was so pretty, and there was already a man next to her, but she was smiling at another man so seductively. What was she trying to do?

What's more, the man next to her was not a man with a strong will.

Among men who are engaged in art, how many are affectionate?

They regard love as the source of artistic inspiration. Once one inspiration is exhausted, they will continue to pursue new inspiration.

Over the years, she has put in a lot of effort to consolidate her position.

We have finally come this far, how can we tolerate other women interfering?

Jiang Tiantian was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect that this seemingly cute and dignified woman would speak in such a sarcastic tone.

Others looked at Jiang Tiantian unfriendly, and Cha Jiuzhang was the most sensitive to this, so he refused without hesitation, "I'm sorry, I also like this painting very much, and I plan to take it back and hang it in the living room for decoration, but I won't give it to you."

There was a polite smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

The middle-aged man immediately turned around and glared at the baby-faced woman in displeasure, saying that she had long hair but little knowledge and was always delaying things.

The woman pursed her lips in grievance, stood behind him and shut her mouth.

Jiang Tiantian asked casually, "I think this auntie looks very friendly. You are not from Beijing, right? You look a bit like someone from our hometown."

She didn't give the other party a chance to respond, and went straight to the point, "My hometown is Qingshan Town, Huayang County, Ruoshui City. I wonder where your aunt is from?"

As soon as she said this, the man and woman in front of her were stunned at the same time.

This place was deeply imprinted in the minds of both of them. How could they not be familiar with it?

When Jiang Tiantian saw this situation, she immediately had an idea in her mind.

This woman and Aku probably have some relationship.

The middle-aged man stopped looking at the painting and his eyes became evasive. "Oh, I remembered that I have some things to deal with at school. Let's just stop here today."

After the man finished speaking, he quickly rolled up the paintings on the table, went to the counter to pay, and left in a hurry with the woman.

Before leaving, the woman hesitated, but looked back at Jiang Tiantian several times before she turned around and left with the man.

“Heh…” Cha Jiuzhang raised his eyebrows, “Why do they look like they’ve seen a ghost? These two must have done something bad. Go ask Ah Ku later.”

"Yeah," Jiang Tiantian frowned and nodded.

She had originally thought that no matter what, if she could find a relative for Aku among such a vast sea of ​​people, it would be a happy event.

Looking at the current situation, it may not be a happy event.