The car stopped at the street corner.
Chen Shuning and He Chaoyang got out of the car and walked hand in hand down the street. Of course, the fact that the two were holding hands while shopping was a recent development.
Before getting their marriage certificate, Chen Shuning was very careful about these little habits that were out of step with the times. Although even married couples rarely hold hands while shopping nowadays, who cares? At least holding hands now won't get you arrested as a hooligan.
Today, He Chaoyang led her to another entrance of the alley. The houses here are all ancient buildings with a long history and cultural heritage.
Chen Shuning excitedly pointed to the houses and told them about how he had heard many people complaining about the noise and wanting to sell their houses. He also said that he had come today to buy a house.
He Chaoyang knew that Chen Shuning liked these houses, so he had no intention of stopping her. In fact, he pointed to a house at the entrance of the alley and said, "Let's go take a look there first. It's a house I bought last year."
After buying it, I had someone help me tidy it up. Go check and see if you like it.
Chen Shuning knew that He Chaoyang had bought a lot of houses, and the property certificates were still in her space. She just didn't know that there were any in this area, because she didn't know the layout of the streets and alleys here.
So, somewhat excited, he looked in the direction He Chaoyang was pointing.
The house was built in the traditional south-facing architectural style, and the vermilion gate was already somewhat mottled and the paint was peeling off. Just now, He Chaoyang said that he had someone repair the house.
Then the gate must have been left unrepaired on purpose. After all, if a house that has been uninhabited for years looks magnificent on the outside, wouldn't that be an obvious way to attract thieves?
He Chaoyang pulled a set of keys out of the car. He had been thinking about showing Chen Shuning the houses he had bought, so he had kept the keys in the car.
He Chaoyang found the key to the house from the large bunch of keys and opened the door.
When they stepped into the house, the scene inside was indeed quite different from the dilapidated state outside.
They seemed to have traveled through time and space, entering a world full of life and vitality.
The courtyard is not large; it is a small house with two courtyards, but it has exquisite gardens and buildings.
Although these gardens and buildings have weathered many changes, they remain well-preserved and exude an ancient and elegant atmosphere.
As they entered the courtyard, the first thing that caught their eye was an exquisite artificial mountain.
The artificial hill is covered with various flowers and plants, and at its foot is a clear pond where goldfish swim freely.
Beside the pool stands a small pavilion, with a stone table and four stone benches inside, as if inviting people to sit down and savor the tranquility and beauty of the place.
Passing through the artificial hill, they arrived at an antique-style pavilion. The walls of the pavilion were adorned with exquisite paintings and calligraphy, and the railings were carved with various intricate patterns.
The windows of the pavilion were inlaid with stained glass, and sunlight streamed through the glass, casting colorful shadows on the floor. Entering the pavilion, they found it to be a study.
The study contained a desk and a chair, on which lay ancient books and the Four Treasures of the Study (writing brush, ink stick, inkstone, and paper). A couplet hung on the wall: "There is a path to the mountain of books, diligence is the way; the sea of learning is boundless, hard work is the boat."
This couplet allows people to feel the owner of this house's love and pursuit of knowledge.
They walked out of the pavilion and came to the second courtyard, which had been turned into a garden.
The garden is filled with all kinds of flowers, and the colorful blossoms are vying for attention, emitting a fragrant aroma. In this late autumn season, it has the splendor of midsummer.
In the center of the garden stands a fountain, adorned with exquisite carvings. The water is crystal clear, and fish swim freely within, seemingly adding life and vitality to the garden.
They strolled through the garden, appreciating its beauty and tranquility. They seemed to forget the hustle and bustle outside, focusing only on the scenery before them.
They knew that this house was not just a building, but a testament to history, culture, and a way of life.
The beautiful scenery captivated them, and by the time they left the house, it was already noon.
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