Chapter 619. Antique Street
"I examined it in the hospital, but other than that, I haven't seen any doctor." Qian Duoduo shook his head as he thought of another person. "Except that one time …"
Qian Duoduo did not finish his sentence. He seemed to be recalling something.
"Which time?" Guan Ting couldn't help but ask.
Qian Duoduo shook his head. "Forget it, that time wasn't really a treatment at all. It shouldn't have anything to do with that. Actually, there's no need to worry too much. I feel pretty good recently."
The car stopped at this moment, but they had already arrived at their destination, which was Peking University. Guan Ting still had classes in the afternoon, so Qian Duoduo sent her back to school.
"Little Ting, we're here." Richy Rich reminded her.
"But …" Guan Ting wanted to say something.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Qian Duoduo knew that she was a little worried, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, even if the situation is so terrible, I'll just explain it to Summer. I don't have that much money, but maybe he won't make things difficult for me. He'll be kind enough to treat my illness."
"Alright then, I'll go in first." Guan Ting nodded as she got off the car and walked towards the school gate.
After Guan Ting had disappeared from his sight, Richy Rich started the car and left as well.
… ….
At this moment, however, she was accompanying Song Yumei shopping, but it was a little different than normal shopping. Usually, girls would go shopping to buy clothes or things like that, and the places they would go would naturally be shopping in the commercial streets or shopping malls, and Song Yumei obviously wouldn't come to buy clothes. Her clothes were all made by herself, and even if she did have underwear and things like that, she definitely wouldn't go shopping with Xia.
It was said that there were many special antique streets in the capital, and the one they were currently on was just one of them. This antique street was rather old and had some formal shops, and some people even left broken bowls and jars by the roadside. As for the value of those jars and bowls, it was not known whether they were worth the money or not.
"Big brother, take a look. I have a lot of good things here …"
"Professor Zeng, you're here again. Good stuff has come again. Come and take a look …"
"Young mistress, come and take a look. This is a treasure that I inherited from my ancestors..."
Although it was noon, because the temperature wasn't high these days and the sun didn't rise today, there were a lot of people strolling around. Those who set up stalls enthusiastically invited customers, but in the summer, they found that from beginning to end, no one greeted him and Song Yumei.
"Charming wife, why didn't anyone ask us to buy something?" Xia asked curiously.
"Because they know me." Song Yumei said faintly.
Summer still didn't understand: "seductive wife, do they only sell things to people they don't know?"
"More or less." Song Yumei also explained, "These stalls don't have anything valuable, they are all used to trick strangers that don't understand. They know that I won't be tricked, and they are even worried that I will expose their tricks, so they naturally won't greet me."
"Oh, so it's a bunch of liars!" Summer finally understood.
Those stalls were not much different from swindlers. Although they could occasionally buy things that were worth some money from those places, most of the time, they would just lie. If someone was lucky, it was not because the stall owner did not want to lie, but because the stall owner did not know the value of the things.
When Song Yumei first came here, there were people who wanted to lie to her, but now, everyone knew Song Yumei's name, every street in the capital, and some new entrants would get a warning from their seniors. If they saw a beauty in ancient clothes, they definitely did not want to lie to her, and it would be best to pretend that they did not see her.
Because of this, now that Song Yumei was here, everyone ignored her. They did not expect to do business with Song Yumei, because basically, if Song Yumei did do business with them, they would lose out.
Of course, not everyone did not welcome Song Yumei, for example, the shop Song Yumei walked into was called the Book Collection Hall, and as the name implied, it was a bookstore. Of course, since this bookstore was located on the antique street, it was naturally not an ordinary bookstore, and the books inside were all ancient books.
The owner of the library was a man in his sixties wearing a pair of glasses. When he saw Song Yumei come in, he immediately greeted her with a smile: "Miss Song, you came."
"Elder Dai, do you have any new books?" Song Yumei asked, the new books in her mouth were of course the old books that had just arrived.
"Yes, it's over here." Old Dai quickly brought Song Yumei to a bookshelf, "Miss Song, this bookshelf has all been filled since you came here last time."
"Then I'll take a look first." As Song Yumei spoke, she took out a book from the bookshelf and started flipping through it.
"Okay, take your time." Old man Dai nodded, he clearly understood Song Yumei's identity and was extremely courteous to her.
However, Xia Chen was a little depressed: "Charming wife, you came here to read a book?"
"If you don't like it, you can go outside. I'll call you when I leave." Song Yumei said without looking up.
Summer really did not like to read books, because he had read too many books before, and most of them were also ancient books. Now that he saw the ancient books in this room, he felt a little dizzy, so after standing for a while, he decided to go out for some fresh air and let his charming wife read them slowly.
"Charming wife, then I'll go out to play for a while. If you have something to say, just call me!" After saying that to Song Yumei, Xia Chen walked out.
Song Yumei answered without thinking, her mind was still on the ancient books.
Elder Dai, on the other hand, looked at Xia Zhi with a gaze of surprise. He didn't expect that this Miss Song had a boyfriend. Previously, he thought this person was Song Yumei's bodyguard or something like that.
After leaving the library, he wandered around the antique street for a while during the summer. He felt bored, as he really had no interest in these things. He could not understand why Song Yumei would like these antiques so much.
"Sir, sir, can you do me a favor?" Summer was standing boringly by the roadside when she suddenly heard a pleading voice behind her.
Summer turned around and saw a middle-aged man with messy hair and a stubble on his beard. He was wearing a pair of jeans that had been washed white and a T-shirt with sweat stains on it. He looked very haggard.
"Sir, can you help me?" The haggard middle-aged man said again.
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