After Chen Pingsheng stepped down as the head of the family.
He planned to take his wife to the capital for a while. They were both old and had fewer and fewer times to reminisce about the past.
Not to mention another period of ordinary life as a couple. Both of them started their careers in Beijing, but some things that happened later made them move to Shanghai.
Since Beijing is the birthplace of her family, Song Yanxi wants to live there for a while when she reaches old age.
Chen Pingsheng naturally had to satisfy her, because people of their age might leave one day.
If you regret it only after the person leaves, it will be too late.
After resigning from all his positions, Chen Pingsheng, who was free from all worries, looked like an elderly athlete, wearing a Nike suit and a camera hanging on his chest.
The first thing they did when they returned to the capital was to climb the Great Wall and take a look at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Then look at the vast land and profound culture of the capital.
Song Yanxi also looks like a very energetic girl. She likes to take photos and check in everywhere, and give herself a YE sign by the way.
"Old Chen, your photography skills haven't improved at all after all these years. You've made me look old."
"You said there is a possibility that we are already old."
Song Yanxi stared at the white hair on her temples in the photo, feeling a little vicissitudes of life. "Yes, we are all old now. An An even advised me to dye my hair black a few days ago. I said, isn't that just deceiving yourself?"
"It's okay to lie."
"You can fool people for a while, but it will grow back in a month."
There are many people on the Great Wall, and many of them are companions in old age. The companionship they had in their youth has all turned into companionship in old age.
Chen Pingsheng asked her, "Why are you so sentimental lately? It's just that you're getting old. It's not a big deal. Everyone gets old one day."
"I'm just not mentally prepared for you to be almost seventy. Regardless of that, let's just relax for a while this time."
"Hmm..." There was a young university tour group ahead, and the tour guide was introducing the history of the Great Wall and the tragic history of the past to them all the way.
When Chen Pingsheng and the others joined in the fun, Song Yanxi suddenly said kindly:
"The capital city has a rich cultural heritage. It's the seat of the royal family and the gathering place of the world. If you come to the capital city and don't experience the exquisite food and superb shopping here, wouldn't it be a pity?"
She clearly meant well, but after saying this she sounded like an intermediary guiding people to go shopping.
"Grandma... Although the capital is nice, we don't have that much money to spend."
"Yes, this trip to the capital was made by saving money on food and drink for half a year."
"It's not easy to make money these days, so how can I have enough money to buy the things I like?"
Several young girls gathered together and said that if they had enough money, there would be no need to join such a budget-friendly tour group.
Song Yanxi laughed heartily and said:
"When I was your age, I was also broke. Now I have money and can buy everything, but I can never buy back your youth. I'm happy today, so I'll give each of you a two-million-yuan credit. Eat and buy whatever you want, and my husband will pay for everything."
"Grandma, are you serious?"
A young girl couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to her.
She was just an ordinary college girl. She had wanted to visit Beijing since junior high school, but it was not until college that she realized her dream.
What does two million mean?
There was no way her family could earn that much money in their lifetime, not to mention that there were more than a dozen budget-conscious students from other places in their group.
The grandmother clearly said that she would give each of them a spending quota of two million.
How much does this cost?
"Don't worry, since my wife has said this, she will naturally fulfill it."
Chen Pingsheng waved his hand, and several bodyguards and the personal secretary of the affairs group came up quickly.
Whenever he and his wife traveled alone, they were accompanied by at least a dozen bodyguards, both near and far.
"Uncle Chen..." a leader in his early forties called out respectfully.
Chen Pingsheng ordered: "As my wife said, arrange a car to take them to experience the best food, drink and entertainment in the capital."
After saying that, he left with his wife.
The remaining tour guide and the dozen or so budget-conscious college students were all bewildered. They felt like they had met an important person, but they had no idea who the important person was.
The leader said, "Let's go. I'll arrange your travel activities for the next few days."
The tour guide was worried and immediately stepped in to stop them, "I'm afraid that won't work. I don't even know who they are."
"As for Uncle Chen's identity, you guys are just guessing to the sky. You'll probably guess as far as the end."
The leader said, "Since the mistress said she would let you experience the best food and entertainment in the capital, then we will naturally not break our promise."
The tour guide asked, "Can you tell me what you're taking us to eat for lunch?"
The tour guide was very familiar with the capital. She could probably guess the person's identity as long as he said a few names.
"The best restaurants in Beijing are never open to the public. We're taking you to Uncle Chen's private manor, Restaurant No. 1, in Beijing. This restaurant is usually only used to entertain Uncle Chen's friends."
I've never heard of Restaurant No. 1.
However, the young female tour guide still followed them half-believingly, and only then did she understand what it meant that the best restaurant in Beijing was never open to the public.
In this kind of environment, there is no one coming for at least 300 days out of 365 days a year.
Those who can come are all big shots, and financial freedom is a basic thing.
They are the only ordinary people in recent years.
…
When you were young, you could buy happiness with money, but now it is impossible.
Time takes away not only youth, but also mentality.
Song Yanxi returned to the courtyard house. She hadn't lived in this courtyard for many years, but the house was still clean and spotless.
She has quite a few relatives in the capital. After the older generation passed away, those left are basically the younger generation.
Song Yanxi didn't have much to talk about with them, so she decided to call Song Wu first when she got back.
The two sisters hadn't met for a while, so after returning to the capital, they naturally invited Song Wu to come and sit with her.
In addition, Bai Xin has also been in the capital, and her life was also very free and easy, but now it has become ordinary.
Michelle Song also asked Chen Pingsheng, "Old Chen, do you think those girls will be very happy today?"
"Of course they will. You've spent so much money on them."
"That's true. If I had encountered something like this when I was young, I would have been so happy."
“Are you unhappy when you get old?”
"I don't have the joy of spending money anymore. Although it's a little hard to understand, I have indeed lost interest in money now."
"That's normal."
Once all material needs are met, the stimulation that money brings to people will obviously decrease.
They have long passed the stage of spending money to buy happiness.
(End of this chapter)
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