"Of course it's impossible to collect them all. When I have time in a few years, I will go through them one by one and keep the ones I like for collection. I will donate the ones I don't like to the antique museum. Anyway, I am not short of money. There are so many things.

You can't just let it gather dust in my hands. You should protect cultural relics, contribute to the country's archaeological cause, leave a good name, and tell a good story. Why not do it."

Father Su nodded and said, "Well, this is a good idea and I support it."

Su Meng laughed and nodded: "The whole family supports it."

At this moment, a sound of trotting came, and at the same time a child's cry sounded: "Grandma, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry..."

The penetrating power of the child's voice was still very strong. He must have shouted before he even got through the second door.

"Hey, Binbin is back." Liu Jinyou exclaimed, and then ran out nimbly. The moment he turned around, it was obvious that the fat on his face had not kept up due to inertia, and it was unsightly.

The shape of.

"Mom, who is this old...comrade?"

He didn't say "old man", "old man", "old man" or "old fat boy". Wang Bin changed his words in time, but he couldn't avoid being slapped on the back of the head.

Su Meng closed her hand and pulled her grinning son in front of Liu Jinyou: "This is your great-uncle who used to give you lucky money every birthday and write letters wishing you study hard and be safe. Your grandma's biological brother.

, your mother’s biological uncle, call someone quickly.”

Wang Bin simply bowed and called: "Hello, uncle."

"Hey, good boy."

Liu Jin Youle couldn't see his little eyes. He bent down and rubbed Wang Bin's face with his chubby hands: "My uncle, I have been thinking about you the most in these years, and I can see you today."

Wang Bin just stood there, smiling, because he was at a loss for this kind of kindness from a stranger. He didn't know what to do, so he just laughed. He learned this from his father, who always smiled with the corners of his mouth raised.

, giving people a gentle and approachable feeling.

It didn't matter that he couldn't speak. Liu Jinyou enthusiastically took Wang Bin to the east wing, cleaned up the room for him, opened his luggage, and found out a lot of toys, electronic watches, clothes, and some vacuumed

Eating in Hong Kong Island.

Wang Bin is not ignorant, but when it comes to toys, new things are actually not bad, but when it comes to toys, they are really lame. Although there are various things made by his biological father, compared to Hong Kong Island

I got it back, but it obviously still lacks the freshness.

So the toy's offensive was very good. After just a while, the old fat boy started playing happily with Wang Bin and became very close. And Liu Jinyou did show a lot of patience. As he said, there are no children, no daughters, all the relatives are here.

The courtyard is closed, and it is up to Su Meng and Wang Yan to provide for them in their old age. It is impossible not to think about this relationship well.

As the saying goes, dumplings are on the train and noodles are on the train, so in addition to hearty dishes such as chicken, duck, fish, etc., the staple food is a bowl of fried noodles from the old capital. After eating some more rice and drinking Maozi for a while, Liu Jinyou shed tears.

It is the indescribable feeling of a wanderer returning home, the lingering dream of his hometown, and the bitter tears of the past hardships.

At the dinner table, he rambled on about the thrilling journey to Hong Kong Island, about how he was threatened and harassed by the Hong Kong police and gangsters while doing business. It was still the era of the four detectives when he went there. Wasn't he being bullied?
Chapter completed!