The richest man starts with a blind box

Chapter 160 Birthday Questions Are Important

In the end, Boss Huang Hehuang decided to invite Leng Zhiwen to have a meal of Dong Lai Shun and taste the authentic mutton hot pot, and Leng Zhiwen's expression finally looked better.

"By the way, Zhiwen, today is March 3, it seems like today is your birthday!" Huang He said with a smile.

“我的生日确实在2号没有错，但不是3月2号，而是4月2号！”冷芷雯的表情又冷淡了一些。

"Really?" Huang He was a little embarrassed, "I seem to remember that you celebrated your birthday on the 2nd, but I didn't remember the wrong month."

"Actually, not only I celebrate my birthday on the 2nd, but also a birthday on the 2nd, brother-in-law, do you know who it is?" Leng Zhiwen asked lightly.

"Uh... I don't really remember!" Huang He shook his head, he just remembered seeing Leng Zhiwen's ID card vaguely, the birthday on it was April 4nd, but he didn't expect to make a mistake, it was March 2nd No. "

"It's Zhimeng, she was born on February 2nd!" Leng Zhiwen said.

"That's it!" Huang He rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Didn't I forget Zhimeng's birthday? It's really a sin. It seems that I have to find a way to make up a birthday present for her."

"Actually, the birthdays of our sisters are mainly concentrated on the 1st, 2nd, 3rd and hobbies. Do you know who among our sisters was born on the 4th?" Leng Zhiwen continued to ask.

"Zhi Ting?" Huang He asked tentatively.

"No, it's Zhiyuan, he was born on December 12th! Do you know who was born on December 4rd?"

"I don't know..." Huang He continued to shake his head.

"My mother's birthday is April 4rd!" Leng Zhiwen smiled slightly.

"Mom? She's not your sister, you don't count!" Huang He said angrily.

"Okay, let me ask you again, do you know who was born on the 1st?" Leng Zhiwen looked at Huang He.

"Zhiruo?" Huang He thought about it, and the only ones who didn't know their birthdays were Zhiruo and Zhiting, so he guessed one at random.

"Only sister Zhiqing!" Leng Zhiwen's words were very calm, but there was a chill in her words.

"Leng Zhiqing..." Huang He took a deep breath, and then felt icy cold all over his body. Leng Zhiqing was his dead wife, everyone's eldest sister. Leng Zhiwen mentioned Leng Zhiqing at this time, Huang Crane was at a loss for a moment.

"Brother-in-law, do you think I can't feel the matter between you and Second Sister?" Leng Zhiwen looked at Huang He with resentful eyes, "Are you doing this to Sister Zhiqing?"

"Hmm!" Facing Leng Zhiwen's soul questioning, Huang He was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Your question is meaningless, because I don't need to be worthy of your sister, I just need to be worthy of my conscience." !"

"Zhiqing is gone. No matter how you look at it, she is no longer in this world. When she was alive, I didn't do anything to feel sorry for her. After she left, I have the right to pursue my happiness. There is nothing to be sorry for." I'm sorry for the question, I hope you don't ask such questions again in the future, let alone ask your second sister, she is different from me, she is not so open-minded, he will be killed by your questions." Huang He said calmly.

"Hmph!" Leng Zhiwen snorted, and didn't say anything more, but Huang He continued to ask, "Zhiwen, since we've talked about this today, there's one thing that I've been very strange about, I think Ask you to understand?"

"Tell me, but I don't promise to answer!" Leng Zhiwen said.

"That's why you always maintain such deep hostility towards me?" Huang He sighed and said, "From the first time I met you, I have felt your hostility towards me. I’m in college, but it hasn’t changed. I asked myself that I’ve never done anything to be sorry to you or your Leng’s family. On the contrary, I’ve been helping your family from the beginning to the end. I’ve done enough and good enough. Why do you want to Treating me like this, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

For Leng Zhiwen's hostility, Huang He could clearly feel it. At that time, Huang He thought it was because of what he had done to Leng Zhiwen before he was alive.

So Huang He tried his best to recall all the things about Leng Zhiwen in his remaining memories, from Huang He's first visit to someone's house, until after his rebirth, Huang He found that he had always been very good to Leng Zhiwen, But Leng Zhiwen always had the same indifferent attitude, which made Huang He puzzled.

Usually Huang He is not easy to ask this question, but when Zai Tiandu talked about this, Huang He simply asked directly.

"..." The chopsticks in Leng Zhiwen's hand fell down involuntarily, she stood up abruptly, looked at Huang He in shock and anger and said, "Huang, you actually have the face to ask such a question, what happened back then, Have you forgotten all about it?"

"No... Zhiwen, you know, when the company was at its most critical, I passed out once, and after that time, many memories of the past have become blurred, I really don't remember what happened to us back then I’ve ever done anything to apologize to you. If so, tell me now, if I’m wrong, I’ll make it up to you, apologize to you, and even pay for my life is not impossible, as long as I did make that mistake.” Huang He Sincerely said.

"You really don't remember?" Leng Zhiwen asked again, just feeling that the initial anger seemed to have dissipated a lot.

"Yes, I really don't remember!" Huang He said very sincerely.

"Then let me ask you, what color is the skirt?" Leng Zhiwen suddenly asked for no reason.

"What skirt? Don't ask such inexplicable and ingenious questions, okay?" Huang He rolled his eyes, but Leng Zhiwen breathed a long sigh of relief, sat back on the chair, lowered her head, and said nothing. But Huang He could clearly feel that Leng Zhiwen, a hedgehog covered with spikes, seemed to have softened all the spines in an instant.

"Zhiwen, what's the matter with the color of this skirt?" Huang He asked curiously.

"If you ask one more question, I'll cut off your bottom!" Leng Zhiwen said viciously, Huang He shrank his head, and didn't dare to ask any more in an instant.

"If you insist on buying me a birthday present, then accompany me to Liulichang tomorrow!" Leng Zhiwen said.

"Why..." Huang He originally wanted to ask why, but found that there was a slight smile on the corner of Leng Zhiwen's mouth, and the whole person was in an instant, peerless, and more importantly, at this moment, Huang He's heart A shadow appeared.

"Zhiqing? Is it you?" Huang He muttered softly. At this moment, a huge, indescribable love gushed out of his heart, but it was not for Leng Zhiwen, but for the deceased Leng Zhiqing's wife belongs to another Huang He's love.

As for why it spewed out at this moment, it was because when Leng Zhiwen laughed, she was exactly like Leng Zhiqing.

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The next day, Huang He kept his promise and brought Leng Zhiwen to Liulichang.

Liulichang, in many tomb robbery novels, or novels about antiques and treasures, it must be mentioned.

Liulichang got its name from the Ming Dynasty, because it was a place dedicated to firing glazed tiles for the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, and there was an official kiln for the royal family.

In the Qing Dynasty, the official kiln disappeared, but the name of Liulichang continued, and there was also a street where glazed glass was fired, because it was very close to the Gongyuan, and the candidates who participated in the imperial examination would live nearby, so it was natural for this neighborhood It has become a place where all kinds of paper books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are sold, and where cultural people gather.

However, if only pens, inks, papers and inkstones are sold in this neighborhood, some people will not be able to support the rent. Later, some people gradually began to sell various celebrity calligraphy and paintings. The old BJ's most famous antique trading place.

Until now, Liulichang is still like this, but it doesn't sell pens, inks, papers and inkstones very much anymore, but there are all kinds of cultural relics with all kinds of strange things.

There are many cultural relics that are even stained with mud, with a smell of earth all over their bodies, and various discolorations. The condition can be described as appalling.

However, there are many people asking about such things, and the seller will look around mysteriously, and then whisper, "I just took it out from my hometown, something from the elders, it's a rare thing!"

Well, the hometown is the tomb, and the elders are the elders hundreds of years ago. As for whether the things are real, only God knows. Anyway, Huang He never believes that he can find treasures at these stalls, it is pure nonsense.

But Leng Zhiwen looked very seriously, looking at the stalls one by one, making Huang He curiously ask, "Zhiwen, what exactly do you want to buy?"

"I want to buy a sword!" Leng Zhiwen didn't hide anything, and said very straightforwardly, "The master who took me to practice martial arts will soon have her [-]th birthday. I plan to give her an ancient sword. She brought me out since she was a child. You must know how to repay your kindness!" Leng Zhiwen said.

"That's it!" Huang He nodded, but the swords here in Liulichang seem to be rare objects, and more of them are bronze swords with mottled bronze, which are said to be from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

But Leng Zhiwen is not interested in this kind of sword, because the bronze sword looks too ugly, she still likes those post-Tang Dynasty swords with sharp cold light and gorgeous decoration.

But in the end it was Liulichang, and soon Leng Zhiwen saw an ancient sword in a shop that she was satisfied with. This sword was about one meter long, which was the legendary three-foot sword.

The sword body is relatively slender, with pictures and texts of various auspicious beasts on the scabbard, and a string of white jade sword tassels on the hilt, it looks very beautiful at first glance, no wonder it attracts Leng Zhiwen's attention.

"Girl has good eyesight. This is a sword from the Qianlong period. It imitates the craftsmanship of the Tangxi sword and the style of the Longquan sword. Although it is not a treasure of the palace, it is also the sword of Wang Mingsheng, a master of history. It was sold by the Wang family later. Last name, there is evidence to understand things!" The shop owner introduced.

(End of this chapter)