Chapter 115 Handing Over Antiques and Cultural Relics



On the second morning after arriving in Beijing, Su Tian woke up at eight o'clock.

She noticed that the blankets and pillows on Song Zhe's bed smelled the same as those at his residence in Qinzhou Town—they smelled of soap, which was very pleasant.

She got up and busied herself for fifteen minutes before opening the door and going downstairs.

Song Zhe got up at seven o'clock and sat on the sofa waiting for Su Tian.

Seeing that Su Tian had gotten up, he quickly stood up and said happily, "You're up! Why are you up so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I got up as soon as I had enough sleep; you got up even earlier than me," Su Tian said with a smile to Song Zhe.

"Why are you all alone at home? Where are Grandpa Song and Grandma Song? Where are your uncles and aunts?" Su Tian asked, glancing around the living room.

"My grandparents get up early. They get up at six o'clock, have breakfast, and go for a walk. My parents get up at seven o'clock to go to work."

"Then wouldn't that mean I'm the last one to get up?" Su Tian said playfully.

"No matter how late you get up, I'll wait for you. I'll bring you breakfast, it'll still be warm."

"Have you eaten?" Su Tian asked, looking at him.

"No, I'll wait for you to eat together. I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable or restrained eating alone at my house."

As Song Zhe spoke, he carefully brought the steaming hot breakfast out of the kitchen.

The breakfast included bread with the aroma of wheat, golden-brown fried eggs, a cup of steaming hot, fragrant milk, and a bowl of thick white porridge.

"Eat slowly, there's more if you're still not full."

"Okay, shall we set off after we finish eating?" Su Tian asked Song Zhe while eating.

"Okay, let's get this sorted out as soon as possible. The car is parked at the entrance of the compound."

Su Tian glanced around and slowly leaned closer to Song Zhe's ear, saying, "When the time comes, drive to a deserted suburb. It will make it easier for me to carry out my plan and also help keep the secret better."

Song Zhe's gaze was fixed on Su Tian, ​​a hint of panic in his eyes.

As Su Tian approached, her smooth, flowing hair swayed gently, and the fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

This caused his mind to go blank for a moment, and Song Zhe's heartbeat quickened involuntarily. He could clearly hear his own heartbeat echoing in his chest.

"Hey, what's wrong? Snap out of it."

Su Tian tilted her head slightly, looking at Song Zhe who was in a daze, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and concern.

"It's okay, I'll listen to you." Song Zhe controlled his heartbeat and kept his emotions in check, not letting a trace of his emotions show.

He felt he was seriously ill, that he had been poisoned by a drug called "Su Tian".

He didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing for him, but he was afraid that he would pay extra attention to Su Tian's every smile and frown from now on.

Su Tian's every move has begun to disturb his mind, making it impossible for him to maintain his former composure.

Since he couldn't do it, he went with the flow and followed his heart.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and smiled, feeling instantly relieved.

"Xiao Zhe, what are you laughing at? I'm finished eating, do you want more?"

"Let's go, I'm ready. Auntie can take care of things here."

Go to your room and get another coat; it's cold outside.

Song Zhe, like an old father, gave Su Tian his instructions, worried that she might get cold.

"Okay, then wait here for me for a while, I'll go get my clothes."

After Su Tian finished speaking, she rushed upstairs.

"Slow down, don't rush."

"Okay, hehe..."

Song Zhe watched Su Tian's retreating figure with delight and waited quietly in the living room.

Su Tian put on her coat, went downstairs, and followed Song Zhe out of the compound.

The two walked side by side to the car, which gleamed softly in the sunlight.

Song Zhe opened the car door and let Su Tian get in. They drove at high speed and arrived at the foot of a mountain on the outskirts of Beijing an hour later.

Su Tian got out of the car and was excited to find that the scenery on the outskirts of Beijing was quite beautiful.

The distant mountains resemble a sleeping dragon, stretching and undulating.

Most of the trees in front of me are now just bare branches, like simple yet abstract paintings.

In the cold countryside, these scenes shimmer under the sunlight, bringing a touch of warmth to the viewer.

"Isn't this place beautiful?" Song Zhe asked Su Tian with a smile.

"Yes, it's so beautiful, a different kind of scenery from the south. Xiao Zhe, I'm starting now, you keep an eye on the surroundings for me."

After Su Tian finished speaking, she walked to the back of the carriage, waved her hand, and 70 boxes and six or seven radios were steadily and neatly arranged in the carriage.

Song Zhe opened it and took a look, confirming that it was a seized cultural relic or antique, and then put the lid back on.

"Want to keep watching? If you'd like, let's watch a little longer before we leave."

Seeing that Su Tian seemed very interested, Song Zhe spoke in a soft and gentle voice.

"Okay, let's stay a little longer."

The two stood quietly together, admiring the morning scenery of the outskirts of Beijing.

"Let's go, it's time for us to set off," Su Tian said.

"good,"

The two got into the car together and drove towards the museum.

Thirty minutes later, Song Zhe parked the car in front of the museum.

After he got out of the car, he opened the car door for Su Tian and helped her out.

Su Tian noticed a group of soldiers stationed at the entrance. The museum director was already waiting there, dressed in a well-fitting Zhongshan suit, with a serious yet approachable expression.

Song Zhe led Su Tian forward, and when they were a few steps away from the person in charge...

He stopped, raised his right hand, and gave a standard and powerful military salute, which the person in charge quickly returned.

The person in charge smiled at Su Tian and Song Zhe, extended his hand and said, "Comrades, hello, I am Wu Zhou, the curator of the museum. Thank you for your hard work. Did you encounter any trouble on the way?"

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