Since the end of the Chinese New Year, Hou Yongxian has had goods delivered to him twice.
Each time, the total amount was several thousand yuan.
However, the unit price is mostly in the tens, and it is rare to find one in the hundreds.
The two customers must have been here a few times before. They finally made up their minds and spent 80 yuan to buy a small bowl.
Only the three of them remained in the shop, and the young shop assistant was busy tidying things up.
Hou Yongxian took some good tea leaves from a tea canister and put them into a purple clay teapot.
After rinsing the tea leaves once, pour in hot water again.
Gu Wei was quite interested, staring intently at Hou Yongxian's fluid movements.
Although he wasn't a tea lover, he still smelled a refreshing aroma of tea as soon as he took the small teacup from Hou Yongxian.
"Good tea."
Hou Yongxian smiled, knowing Gu Wei's abilities, and didn't try to show off. Instead, he got straight to the point and asked, "How long do you plan to stay this time?"
After taking a sip of tea, Gu Wei frankly said, "Not necessarily."
Then he explained the purpose of his trip.
After listening, Hou Yongxian said with some confusion, "You've already bought such a big courtyard house, and you still want to buy more? What's the point of buying so many houses?"
"It's useful. This is the capital, the heart of the country. It's a kind of investment, I suppose."
Gu Wei paused for a moment and then said, "Grandpa Hou, if you have extra money, I also suggest you buy a courtyard house. And not just one for yourself, but also for Lin Yu and Lin Hang in the future. It's definitely a sure-fire way to make money."
Hou Yongxian knew that Gu Wei, despite his young age, had a keen eye for problems and situations, and he immediately had the same idea.
The reason I didn't dare to buy property before was because I was worried that things might change someday.
"Okay, I'll buy one too. A house is always more reassuring than money."
"That's right."
As soon as Gu Wei finished speaking, the shop door was pushed open.
Lin Yu walked in, carrying a backpack slung across her shoulder.
When she saw Gu Wei, she almost thought it was a hallucination.
"Brother Gu!"
Gu Wei felt that Lin Yu seemed to have gained some weight, and her overall appearance was better than before, with more confidence in her eyes.
"You're back."
Lin Yuqiang suppressed his inner turmoil and excitement, "Brother Gu, when did you arrive at the store?"
Gu Wei replied with a smile, "I just arrived recently too."
The two exchanged pleasantries and inquired about the recent situations of some people.
Hou Yongxian listened from the side, his eyes sweeping over the two men's faces with a complicated expression.
He was aware of his granddaughter's feelings, but Gu Wei already had a boyfriend, so it could only be said that they were destined to be apart.
Later, when Lin Hang came home from school, he was overjoyed to see Gu Wei.
"Brother Gu! I haven't seen you in so long! I miss you so much!"
Looking at Lin Hang, who had grown taller and fatter, with a rosy complexion like a normal, healthy child, Gu Wei smiled with great relief, "I miss you too. Xiao Jie still mentions you from time to time."
Lin Hang and Gu Hongjie are good friends, and even though they stayed here, they often kept in touch through correspondence.
"I miss Xiao Jie too. We'll be able to meet again when we have the chance to go back there and stay for a while."
“Okay.” Gu Wei knew that their household registration was still in the forest area, and they would definitely have to go back sometime.
After catching up, Gu Wei remembered to open the bag he had brought. It was full of local specialties from the forest area, as well as pickled vegetable sauce made by Gu Jianguo.
The grandfather, grandfather, and grandson were even happier.
"Hey, I've been craving your cooking. It tastes just like the ones you buy outside."
"Me too."
"..."
After that, Lao Chen and Ke Yi also returned.
The group went to a famous restaurant in Beijing for a meal.
During the meal, Gu Wei chatted with them over drinks and brought up the topic of wanting to buy another courtyard house.
Although, like Hou Yongxian, the two of them didn't quite understand why Gu Wei was so fond of courtyard houses.
But their intuition told them that Gu Wei, who was so good at making money, would definitely not do a losing business.
So they immediately mobilized their men to search for courtyard houses with property deeds that could be traded.
Within a few days, they found six courtyard houses scattered in several locations for Gu Wei.
The areas are not large, and some are courtyards with one entrance.
After inspecting them one by one, Gu Wei quickly bought five courtyard houses.
As for why one of the courtyard houses wasn't purchased, it was because they learned that the elderly person in that household had committed suicide in the house a few years ago due to the blows and humiliations they had suffered.
Although Gu Wei wasn't particularly superstitious, he didn't want to buy this kind of house, worried that he might break some taboos in the future.
Workers' Stadium, May 9th, evening.
Inspired by the charity performance by 40 American singers in Africa the previous year, some domestic singers regretted missing out. So, some well-meaning people rallied more than 100 singers to hold a commemorative concert for the "1986 International Year of Peace" here.
My trip to Beijing was incredibly rewarding, even in a short time.
Gu Wei was particularly happy. He had just finished the transfer procedures and came to join in the fun, becoming one of the more than 10,000 spectators.
After more than a hundred singers sang "Let the World Be Filled with Love" together, and everyone left the stage, Cui Jian, whom he had been eagerly anticipating, came on stage with his guitar on his back and his trousers rolled up unevenly, and roared out "Nothing to My Name".
I kept asking...
When will you come with me?
But you always laugh at me for having nothing.
I want to give you my pursuit
And my freedom
But you always laugh at me for having nothing..."
For Gu Wei, who had listened to Cui Jian's works repeatedly, this kind of live performance was extremely precious and rare, and of extraordinary significance.
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