Du Ruo pushed him up: "The children will be here soon and have breakfast together, hurry up and get up."
"I won't get up without clothes." The man rolled up the quilt again in a shameless manner.
Du Ruo was completely speechless.
She resigned herself to her fate, got up, washed, changed her clothes, opened the door, walked through the small flower hall, and went to the master bedroom in the east wing to get clothes for Boss Yuan.
She looked around like a thief, then gently pushed the door half open, squeezed in through the gap, and went straight to the cloakroom inside.
Without even having time to look at the style, he reached out and picked up a suit, then took out a pair of socks and underwear from the drawer, held them in his hands with his fingertips, snorted in disgust, stuffed them into the middle of the suit, and ran back to the bedroom with the clothes.
I was shocked when I opened the door. The two children were staring at Yuan Tingchuan with confusion in their eyes.
The two children were used to playing with their mother. When they woke up early in the morning, they would run to Du Ruo's room and dig their mother out of the quilt.
This morning, the two children were digging and digging, and the person they dug out was Yuan Tingchuan. The two children looked at each other, both at a loss.
Not to mention Han Zhe, even Yuan Shurui had never seen his father like this.
In Yuan Shurui's memory, his father was always dressed in a suit and tie, looking very serious and stern. Now this man with half-disheveled hair and a bad temper doesn't look like his father at all.
Yuan Tingchuan was also confused. He really didn't expect to be blocked in the bed by two children, which made him feel a little embarrassed. Seeing Du Ruo coming in with clothes, he touched the tip of his nose, took the clothes and went into the bathroom.
Du Ruo pretended not to notice the strange behavior of the two children and invited them to go out for dinner.
The two children followed her hand in hand, whispering to each other.
"What's going on? Why is Uncle Yuan here? Where did Mom sleep yesterday? Oh, Mom's bed was taken over by Uncle Yuan. If I had known earlier, I would have let Mom sleep at my place."
"My dad's bed must have bugs. One time, I got a red spot on my body, and the nanny said there were bugs in my bed, so she put my snacks in another room. Dad must have done the same thing."
"Oh, I don't know when we can go home so we don't have to fight with Uncle Yuan for a room."
Du Ruo, who was walking in front, felt something in her heart. The mention of houses reminded her of how she had asked An Ze to find her a house on Wutong Road. Now she was a little conflicted. What if An Ze found one? Should she buy it or not? Among them...
Originally, she only thought that the house on Wutong Road was quiet, a place where every inch of land is valuable, and a real peace and quiet in the hustle and bustle. But now she really didn't want to live too close to the Chen family, as it made her feel annoyed just by looking at them.
The mother and her two children were waiting for someone by the dining table. Yuan Tingchuan came slowly to eat after a long time.
"I'm taking the kids to the antique street today, just for a stroll. Do you have time?"
"There's a dinner party tonight. Go in the morning and tell the teacher to move the children's classes to the afternoon."
The two children made faces at each other. Their parents had promised for a long time to take them out to play, but they never did. It seemed that today it would come true.
The family of four went to the antique street together. Yuan Tingchuan wore casual clothes today, and Du Ruo wore sportswear. They were not dressed too eye-catchingly, and they took the children to stroll around the stalls.
The two children were very interested in these little gadgets, and Yuan Shurui obviously knew more about them. As they looked at them, he used his limited knowledge of antiques to teach Xiaozhe.
"This should be called blue and white porcelain. You see, the flowers on it are blue. If you touch it with your hand, you can feel the crackling sound. These are bubbles produced during the firing process. It's definitely not something valuable."
Oh my, this kid knows a lot.
Yuan Tingchuan raised an eyebrow and muttered softly, "He's far worse than me. When I was his age, I could accurately determine the age of antiques. He can only see bubbles. He's too weak."
Du Ruo couldn't help but pinch his arm: "That's your own son, your own."
The two little guys walked very slowly, and were very interested in every small stall. Yuan Shurui was also very aware of the rules: "We can only use our eyes to look, not to reach out and touch. Antiques are not something you can handle lightly. It's very troublesome."
Han Zhe trusted his friend very much and nodded to show that he understood.
Han Zhe pointed to something that looked like a hook and asked his friend, "This shape is so weird. It's not as pretty as the one my mom carved."
"This is a jade belt hook, and it's tied here." Yuan Shurui said to his friend while gesturing at his waist.
The lady vendor laughed and said, "You know quite a lot, kid. Who taught you all that?"
"The teacher said so."
"Which school are you from? You don't even look like you're in first grade yet? Do preschool teachers teach this?"
"Anyway, that's what the teacher taught me." Yuan Shurui lowered his eyes and did not explain further.
Yuan Tingchuan and Du Ruo were looking at a pile of ancient coins next to them, a box full of Tongbao coins and all sorts of other things.
Du Ruo picked a few and held them in her hand. Yuan Tingchuan took an ancient coin from her palm and put it in his own. He looked at it for a long time with a frown, then tilted his head and searched carefully in his memory. He took the thing in front of him and looked at it again with uncertainty.
He casually threw it into Du Ruo's palm: "Pick a few to play with back home. They are not worth much."
Du Ruo noticed the difference in his tone, her eyes flickered, and she said to the proprietress sitting opposite her, "I want a few ancient coins to take home for my children to play with. How much do you want?"
This thing is not very valuable now. There is a small pile of it on every stall. It is almost a must-have for every household. The valuable ones have long been put away. These are just ordinary Tongbao.
The lady boss said, "Take your pick. Ten dollars each."
The price was quite fair, so Du Ruo picked a few more and put ten in his hand. Yuan Tingchuan paid the bill. It was only a hundred yuan or so, so Du Ruo didn't argue with him.
The two children each picked up a small gadget, held it in their hands, and compared it with others as they walked forward.
Du Ruo held the ten Tongbao coins in his palm and asked, "Which one?"
Yuan Tingchuan reached out and picked out the one he was looking at. "Don't you want to exchange it for the Yaobian Tianmoku lamp? You'll need the samurai sword in your hand and this ancient coin."
Du Ruo's eyes widened in surprise: "Impossible? Would Sato be interested in such a copper coin?"
Yuan Tingchuan said meaningfully, "Not only does he love it, but everyone in Country R loves it too. When I get home, I'll teach you how to do this, and you'll have to thank me."
Du Ruo looked at the man with a meaningful expression, then looked at the ancient coin in his hand. Is it real or fake?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
