Hello, Mr. Major General

This Chinese-style courtyard is close to a green area in the center of the city. The front yard is a wide lawn. The veranda is built around the wall. The white walls and black tiles extend to the private garden in the backyard.

Surrounded by a row of evergreen camphor trees, the rolling shed-style Xieshan top roof is hidden under the green trees. It looks like there are mountains and mountains, which visually expand the area of ​​the yard by a bit.

Gu Nianzhi just took a casual look just now, and felt that she was very grand.

This kind of Chinese courtyard occupies a lot of space, and there is also a wide courtyard, which is actually in the city center...

Gu Nianzhi curled his lips and whispered, "...Is this a museum?"

Such a lot, such an area, how can anyone who has no power and no power dare to live like this now?

At this point, it is impossible to live in such a house with money alone.

Huo Shaoheng squinted his eyes and looked at it.

He also had the same question, but he didn't murmur like Gu Nianzhi.

The two came here to explore the way today, again in a kind of dress, not dressed like ordinary tourists as they did yesterday.

Today, the two dressed in a particularly trendy fashion, and it is the kind of very cultural atmosphere, the kind of trend of freelance artists in Brooklyn, New York.

He wears big sunglasses on his face, and his hair is deliberately messed up, but it is not really messy, but a mess that has been carefully treated with hairspray, and the chaos is orderly, and I can only see the jealous and unsophisticated.

Wearing a Panama hat on his head, a black suede waistcoat, and Harlem trousers on his legs, just like overseas Chinese who have just returned from New York.

The SLR camera with his hand raised was shooting constantly at the yard, constantly making very exaggerated tone and posture.

"Oh, myGod!" (My God!)

"Thisissobeautiful!" (It's so beautiful!)

"Fabulous!" (beautiful!)

They just took two photos at the door, and a young girl dressed as a white-clothed and black-trousers nanny walked out of the Chinese-style house.

She walked along the gray pebble road on the lawn in front of the door.

Standing in front of the wooden fence at the door, she smiled and asked, "What are you two doing?"

Gu Nianzhi hurriedly closed the camera and gave her a thumbs up in Mandarin with a strong foreign accent: "...so beautiful! So great!"

The young girl pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you foreigners? Where do you come from?"

"New York, we came here from New York to collect and sketch from life." Gu Nianzhi stammered, while speaking, while making large gestures with his arms, just like those Chinese children who were born and raised abroad.

The young girl had a better attitude. She smiled and said, "Our host happened to be at home today and saw you walking around the door. I want to invite you in for a cup of tea."

Gu Nianzhi woke up in his heart, but on the surface he still looked carelessly, and said with a smile: "No...don't disturb. We just take pictures and sketch from life."

"Our yard is beautiful." The young girl pushed open the fence. "If you don't come in today, you might not be able to see it in the future."

Gu Nianzhi looked surprised, pushed his sunglasses on top of his head, his eyes widened, "Why? Why?"

"Our host is about to immigrate to the country. He donated this house to the museum in the city." The young girl let go. "The furniture inside is all red sandalwood. They will stay and will not be taken away."

Gu Nianzhi yelled "Ah" and gave her a thumbs up, "Your master is so great!"

Huo Shaoheng took out a cigarette and took a sip, held it in his mouth, acting like a fool, and said vaguely: "...then look at..."

The same is the feeling of foreigners speaking Chinese.

The young girl glanced at Huo Shaoheng, smiled and pointed to the log-colored trash can hidden on the other side of the fence and said: "No smoking here, sir, please throw the test here."

Huo Shaoheng snorted and threw the cigarette reluctantly.

Seeing that Huo Shaoheng had no objection, Gu Nianzhi followed him into the courtyard gate.

The young girl gently closed the door behind and led them to the main house.

The steps at the entrance are made of stone, and it is hard to see what material it is, but the splicing is staggered, giving it a primitive charm.

It seems that the owner is still a person who likes traditional culture?

Gu Nianzhi muttered and walked in.

"Sir, they're here." The young girl stopped in front, and bowed respectfully to speak.

Gu Nianzhi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

What age is it, even if you are a servant, it is a serious job, earning money by labor, why do you have to bow down to this point?

Is it true that Aunt May, the British Prime Minister, saw Prince William and wanted to kneel down and kiss his feet?

By the way, the man opposite is not a prince...

Gu Nianzhi's belly slandered endlessly.

Huo Shaoheng was already looking at the old man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room.

This person is not young anymore, but he is well maintained. It looks like he is only in his early fifties, but according to the information, this person is sixty-five years old.

His hair is not bad, it's just slightly gray, not dyed black, and his face is slightly blessed, so the wrinkles are not obvious.

There was a set of Kung Fu tea set on the mahogany tea table in front of him. Seeing them coming in, he raised his hand at random and said with a smile: "Two lucky guests, who are guests from afar, sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Gu Nianzhi poked her head out from behind Huo Shaoheng, wrinkled her little nose strangely, and said with disgust: "I hate tea! I only drink Coke!"

The man stared at Gu Nianzhi, after a while, smiled slightly, and said to the young girl standing aside: "Amei, go buy two bottles of Coke."

The young girl smiled and turned around and went out.

Huo Shaoheng took Gu Nianzhi's hand, walked to the sofa with her, and sat face to face with the person.

"Hello, excuse me. We have just come from New York, students from the art department, come to sketch and take pictures." Huo Shaoheng gestured, with the right accent.

As a field worker who once stationed abroad, Huo Shaoheng has perfect camouflage skills.

Gu Nianzhi could only speak as little as possible in order not to add confusion to him.

"It's okay, it's okay." The man laughed, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes appeared, and he looked a little vicissitudes of life.

His gaze wandered between Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi, before finally staring at Gu Nianzhi's face, and smiled and said, "Is this young lady coming back from abroad just now?"

"." Gu Nianzhi shrugged, "This place is cleaner than New York. I like it very much."

Hearing what Gu Nianzhi said, the man laughed, slightly dispelling his doubts.

Only people who have lived in New York for a while can say that City C is cleaner than New York.

The man poured himself a small cup of Kung Fu tea, held it in his hand, took a deep breath and smelled it, then blew it, sipped it in, closed his eyes and tasted the taste of the tea.

Gu Nianzhi resisted seeing Huo Shaoheng, but curiously looked at the furniture in the room.

Just now the young girl said that this place was made of red sandalwood, but Gu Nianzhi actually didn’t understand these woods. At first glance, she only felt that the room was quite dark. An older cabinet in the corner of the room had intricate carvings, which looked exquisite handcrafted. But she still respects the dark tone.

To be honest, if you don’t live here, the proper thing is to hold the ancient furniture museum...

After drinking a cup of tea, the man opened his eyes and saw that Gu Nianzhi turned his head and looked around. His big eyes were filled with ignorant innocence, just like those children who grew up in a wealthy family and didn't understand human suffering.

Gu Nianzhi also modified it today. She wore dark blue cosmetic contact lenses in her eyes. His eyes looked bluish, his hair was light-colored, and his nose was high and straight, which looked like a mixed-race Chinese.

Although the water chestnut lips are still very obvious.

However, there are more people with this kind of lips, and the lips alone can't explain much.

The man withdrew his gaze, smiled and told them about New York.

"I just came back from New York last year. That's a good place. I have an apartment on the side of New York's Central Park. You can see the greenery of the park from the window. The view is nice."

Gu Nianzhi suddenly looked even more surprised, "Do you have an apartment in CentralPark?! You must be very rich! The houses there are too expensive!"

"I'm old and I just want to find a good place to spend my old age. What does it matter? Money is used for spending anyway. I have no offspring and children. I will not bring it when I am born or die. Give back to society."

As the man said, he glanced at Gu Nian with a smile, "Miss, are you American? What do your parents do?"

Gu Nianzhi nodded, "My father is a primary school teacher, and my mother is a housewife. They don't have much money, so I have to work to pay for my tuition."

She pointed to the camera on her chest and said solemnly: "This is what I did to pick up a magazine. I came to China to take some pictures of ancient buildings and go back to work on business. By the way, I would earn some tuition for the next semester."

The man smiled more kindly, and praised Gu Nianzhi: "Ambition! There are too few girls like you now, who can eat on their faces, but they have to be more talented than others."

Gu Nianzhi touched her face, pretending not to understand, and pretending to be puzzled: "...What does it mean to eat with the face? Can the face be eaten?"

"Ah? Hahahaha..." The man was amused by Gu Nianzhi's words, shook his head and said: "No...your Chinese, really..."

Only then did Gu Nianzhi glance at Huo Shaoheng and whispered: "Did I say something wrong?"

Huo Shaoheng also looked puzzled, and said: "...should be right?"

The two of them were like the kind of young Chinese young people who didn't understand Chinese.

Several people were talking, and the young girl came back with a bag of Coke and some cold drinks.

She put these things in an ice box and brought them out, and said to Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng: "Our master doesn't eat these things, so we don't have them at home. They just bought them outside."

Gu Nianzhi took a can of Coke and glanced quickly. Seeing that there was no problem, he opened the cap and took a sip, and said with emotion, "How can there be no Coke? If there is no Coke, what would life be like?"

Huo Shaoheng also took a bottle of Coke, but did not drink it, put it on the coffee table in front of him, nodded to the old man, and asked the young girl standing next to him: "Where is the bathroom? Can I borrow it?"

The young girl said hurriedly: "You come with me."

She took Huo Shaoheng to the bathroom. There were only Gu Nianzhi and the old man in the living room.

Gu Nianzhi stretched out her long legs and hummed an out-of-tune English song, very relaxed.

The old man stared at her again, and slowly said, "What is your name? How old are you this year?"

Gu Nianzhi smiled and said, "My name is Grace, I am 18 years old, what's wrong?"

She deliberately said that she was two years younger, just like a college student who just went to college.

When the person heard that Gu Nianzhi's English name was Grace, his pupils shrank suddenly, but he quickly recovered and said nonchalantly, "...You just said that you have to pay for your tuition when you go to college?"

"Yeah..." Gu Nianzhi frowned and put the Coke on the coffee table. "My family has no money, and I haven't applied for a scholarship. Alas, you don't know, it's too tiring to work..."

The man smiled slowly, stretched out his hand, covered the hand that Gu Nianzhi hadn't gotten back, and said, "...you can find someone to pay for you..."

"I found it, but I can't find it..." Gu Nianzhi calmly withdrew his hand, and smiled secretly, "Where is there such a good thing? Who will pay me tuition for no reason?"

This is today's first update: Chapter 1782 "Eating on the Face".

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