Sister Tao was obviously more concerned about Hao Yunfeng's affairs. She looked at the boy who was still playing on the floor and vaguely guessed that the little boy might be Hao Yunfeng's grandson, but why he was here was beyond her ability to guess.

But she clearly realized that Xue Chen and Hao Yunfeng had a close relationship and seemed to be very familiar with each other. They did not feel the awkwardness and nervousness that ordinary people would have when facing the governor of a province.

She couldn't help but have some strange thoughts in her heart, thinking that she still didn't seem to understand Xue Chen thoroughly. She originally thought that she was just a young man who had achieved some good things, but now it seemed that there were still many things that she didn't know.

, this young man may not be as simple as she thought.

Han Shiying and Sister Tao walked out of the villa. Sister Tao got in the car first, while Han Shiying stood by the car door and looked back. She found that she was a little reluctant to leave the place where she had lived for nearly ten days. She said carefully

, this is the most leisurely period of time for her this year.

Looking at Xue Chen, who was standing in front of her to see off her and Sister Tao, Han Shiying had a slight smile on her lips, blinked her eyes, which had completely recovered and looked clearer and brighter, and asked: "Xue Chen, if

When can I come as a guest again? Are you welcome?"

"I happen to be short of a maid to serve tea and water." Xue Chen said, touching his chin speciously.

Han Shiying was startled, and then gave Xue Chen a hard look: "What a beautiful idea!"

"Um?"

When Han Shiying turned around to get in the car, Xue Chen glanced at the top of her head.

If Han Shiying felt something, she looked up and saw a large lump of gray-white bird droppings floating at the height of a finger above her head. She could even faintly smell the stink of the bird droppings.

"No!" Han Shiying shouted sharply.

Whoosh.

The bird poop flew out diagonally and fell to the ground with a thud.

She lowered her head and glanced at the bird droppings on the ground. Han Shiying's face became wonderful, bursting with joy and excitement from the heart. She finally saw it again! She raised her head, her eyes moved, and she stared at Xue Chen for a long time, sincerely.

Said thank you.

"You're welcome." Xue Chen returned calmly.

Sister Tao glanced at Han Shiying who bent down and got into the car, and was a little surprised. Why was her face so red and her eyebrows still filled with a smile that couldn't be hidden, as if she was very happy? After the car started, Hu

Questioning: "Shiying, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that the environment here is really good. I really like it." Han Shiying replied vaguely. After breathing a sigh of relief, she glanced at the lotus pond at the foot of the mountain with a smile.

One day later, Han Shiying and the entire team were about to return to Beijing. Xue Chen and Wang Dong appeared at the airport and watched Du Tao and others pass the security check and board the plane.

After a two-hour flight, the plane landed at the Beijing Airport, and Han Shiying, who had just finished filming a TV series, became busy again. More than 20 film and television companies were interested in cooperating with her and sent them prepared scripts.

.

Han Shiying has always been picky about the film and television dramas she chooses to shoot. She would never accept those thunderous dramas. She chose from the piles of scripts sent by more than 20 people.

The script not only contains the actors' lines and a general plot, but also lists the actors who may work together, the duration of the filming, the locations where the filming will be conducted, etc.

After several days of selection, Han Shiying selected one of them and gave it to Sister Tao.

Sister Tao took a quick look at the script of the TV series that Han Shiying wanted to film, and was a little surprised: "Anti-Japanese film."

In the two years since her debut, Han Shiying has appeared in five short and long TV series, all of which received high ratings, but none of them were anti-Japanese films.

"Well, I've read the script. It's not the usual thunderous drama about tearing apart the Japanese. It truly restores the history of bandits fighting against the Japanese invasion. I want to try this new genre." Han Shiying said after considering it.

"Then...Okay." Sister Tao nodded. She always respects Han Shiying's choice in this kind of matter, and will not intervene unless there is a major mistake in the direction.

After leaving with the script, Sister Tao browsed through a series of possible actors to work with, and suddenly noticed an inconspicuous place. The filming location of the play was Xiaoling Mountain in Yunzhou Province.

"Yunzhou Province, Xiaoling Mountain..."

Sister Tao was stunned for a moment, and finally shook her head helplessly.

…

Haicheng City is a city in the north. After the first light snowfall, the temperature quickly dropped below zero. Pedestrians on the street put on thick clothes. Only the young girls who love beauty still ran to "Beautiful Freeze"

The idea is to wear something thinner.

In the cold weather, the most favorite food is mutton hot pot. Wang Dong, who has always loved this bite, called Xue Chen, Qi Yan and Xiao Qi, and the four of them came to Haicheng City for more than ten years.

The old store Donglaishun.

After eating mutton hot pot around the steaming pot, Qi Yan was dragged by Xue Qi to go shopping together. Xue Chen and Wang Dong walked out of the store together, only to realize that it was snowing outside.

"It's such a heavy snow." Looking at the large snowflakes falling one after another, the snow on the ground was already two to three centimeters thick. Wang Dong tightened his coat and looked up at the sky with squinted eyes. "Haicheng hasn't had such snow in many years."

It’s snowing heavily.”

"Yes." Xue Chen stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snowflake and watched the snowflake melt quickly in his palm. Although Haicheng is a city in the north, it is not the most northerly, and the number of times it snows so heavily is still very rare.

"Old Xue, let's take a walk?" Wang Dong pointed with his eyes in the direction of the Antique Street, which is only two streets away from Donglaishun.

"Okay." Xue Chen nodded, looking at the scattered snowflakes and breathing in the cool air. It was indeed a good weather for a walk.

Of course, the official name of Antique Street is not that, but there are five antique shops on this street, and there are old antique stalls on both sides of the road all year round, so it is called Antique Street.

The sound of snow crunching under your feet, and walking leisurely after eating a belly of mutton are also rare enjoyments.

Although it was snowing, there were still some people on both sides of the road who did not close their stalls, hunched their arms and stamped their feet, and shouted feebly from time to time.

When passing by a stall, Xue Chen would stop and chat with the stall owner. As long as the stall owner was not shady and offered a fair price, he would buy it, whether it was imitation celebrity calligraphy and painting or fake small pieces of blue and white porcelain.

pieces.

Wang Donggen was watching, and he knew in his heart that it was Xue Chen who saw these stall owners squatting outside eating snowflakes and drinking the northwest wind despite heavy snowfall. They must be in poor business and life, so he could take good care of them and at least let them

These stall owners are not suffering from the cold in vain.

When he reached a place in the antique street, Wang Dong suddenly stopped, lowered his head slightly, and his eyes were a little straight.

Xue Chen, who was holding two boxes and a scroll in his hands, turned to look at Wang Dong. Before he could ask, Wang Dong laughed and said with a sigh: "Old Xue, I still remember it. It's here that we

The picture-within-a-picture that the two of us bought is Liu Songnian’s Four Scenes, right?”

"Yeah." Xue Chen chuckled.

"Well, I really paid a lot of tuition back then. I opened the store for three or four months and lost a small hundred thousand yuan. Now that I think about it, my father didn't beat me to death, which means I am his biological son." Wang Dong shook his head for a few seconds.

Lower your head.

"Perhaps you don't know, I was wondering at that time, was it that I had taken too big a step and knew too little about this industry? I decided in my heart that if I didn't succeed in selling the store, I would come to this antique street to practice stall and learn.

.If I hadn’t come across you that time, I might be squatting on this street right now.”

Xue Chen smiled and teased: "Come on, even if you sell the shop, can you endure the hardship of practicing a stall? Even if you can, your family will not agree. Maybe he will inherit his father's business and follow suit.

Your dad went to work in construction."

Wang Dong smacked his lips and looked at the stall practitioners on both sides of the road who were shrinking from the cold: "It's possible." After saying this, he laughed to himself, with happiness and gratitude in his eyes.

The two of them walked around the antique street, and Xue Chen also had seven or eight boxes in his hands, large and small, of different lengths, square and flat, which were filled with what he had just harvested.

"Old Xue, didn't you find the leak?" Wang Dong asked curiously.

"How come there are so many missed picks? You think you are just a cabbage." Xue Chen laughed and continued, "But there is a landscape painting that is not bad. It was painted by a little-known painter during the Republic of China, but the painting is very good.

It’s no worse than those paintings worth hundreds of thousands.”

"I wholeheartedly agree with this. Except for a few master-level paintings, many paintings are sold based on the reputation of the painter. A famous painter takes five minutes to paint a picture of a bird eating rice, which is better than a less famous painter taking a month.

The paintings created with time are valuable." Wang Dong seemed to feel something.

Walking back to the parking lot, he threw the box in his hand into the back seat, slapped the snowflakes off his body, and said hello to Wang Dong. Then Xue Chen got in the car and drove out of the city alone.

After leaving the city, he casually turned on the car radio.

"According to our reporter's immediate understanding, it was confirmed that two children in Jinshui Village were missing. They had been missing for two hours. Haicheng City Police also immediately dispatched a large number of police forces to search the mountain..."

"Huh? Missing children?"

Xue Chen looked at the falling snow outside and sighed softly.

The car drove into the garage and walked back to the living room. Xue Chen saw Jiang Huilan watching TV. After he sat down, Jiang Huilan immediately got up and went to the kitchen to pour him a cup of brown drink: "This is the ginger syrup I just made.

Drink a little, it can prevent colds."

"Well, thank you Sister Jiang." Xue Chen took it with a smile and drank it slowly. Although his current body would not catch a cold even if he jumped naked into the lotus pond, he could not catch a cold due to Sister Jiang's kindness.

reject.

Sister Jiang sat down and sighed: "I was watching the news just now, and there was a village where two children, older than Erniu, were lost. It seems that they are only more than ten miles away from us, and they haven't been found yet.
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