"Hahahaha, that's absolutely no problem."
Xu Nuannuan continued, "If Jiang Ye were at home, I'm afraid none of you would be able to snatch him away."
"Ha ha ha ha."
After lunch, Xu Nuannuan and four other people went to the courtyard. There were some furniture inside, but the better ones had been moved away. The ones left were very old and not very nice in style. Some were even incomplete. However, Xu Nuannuan treated these furniture as treasures. These furniture would become antiques after they were put away.
Now, among them, only Grandpa Guan still doesn't know the secret of Xu Nuannuan's space. The old man has always insisted on materialism. Xu Nuannuan is afraid that he will become suspicious of others if he knows, so she still hasn't told him.
These rooms need to be rearranged. After they have looked at them, they will find someone to come and decorate them, and then select new furniture to put in them.
Xu Nuannuan told Mrs. Guan about her plan to store antique furniture in the space. Mrs. Guan then took Mr. Guan away early, saying that she wanted him to find a carpenter to renovate the house.
Xu Nuannuan put most of the old furniture into the space, leaving a small number of exquisite and practical ones.
Old Mrs. Guan and Old Mr. Guan wanted to visit Lin Ruyan and Mo Wuwei, and Fang Suyun also wanted to go. Xu Nuannuan told them the address and went with them and Xu Zhenqing.
Mo Wuwei and Lin Ruyan lived in a quiet place, a four-room bungalow with a small yard, and there were only two neighbors around.
When they arrived, Lin Ruyan and Mo Wuwei were basking in the sun in the yard. They seemed to be discussing something, and they were both very happy to see them.
Mo Wuwei was in a wheelchair and it was inconvenient for him to go and greet them, so Lin Ruyan stood up to greet them.
"Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, when will you come back?"
"I just came back and wanted to come see you and Wuwei." Fang Suyun said.
Lin Ruyan asked them to sit inside.
"No, no, it's warm outside, just stay outside for a while."
Lin Ruyan brought them stools from the house. Since there were not enough benches, Grandpa Guan and Xu Zhenqing sat on the flower bed in the yard. With the warm sun shining on them, the flower bed was not cold.
Xu Nuannuan asked, "Brother Mo, Ruyan, what masterpieces have you released recently? I'd like to read them."
Mo Wuwei laughed, "I wouldn't say I've read it. Nuannuan, you've written manuscripts before, so you know these things are fictional. I'm afraid you won't be able to absorb them after reading them."
"That's not necessarily true. I think you can definitely write very good works. I am very interested in good works."
"Anyway, it's all published in the New Flower Daily. You can read it if you want. You should know which article it is after reading it. You know his writing style."
"Where's Ruyan? Didn't you two collaborate on a long serialized article?"
"In that newspaper, too."
"Okay, Grandpa and Uncle read that newspaper every day, so I'll read it when I get home."
Grandpa Guan finally reacted: "I haven't had time to read the newspaper since I came back this time. Ruyan, Wuwei, what are your pen names?"
Lin Ruyan then told Grandpa Guan both her and Mo Wuwei's pen names.
At this time, a woman in her thirties passed by outside. It was Ruan Qingmei.
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