The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

The next morning.

The sunlight shines through the carved wooden windows of the courtyard, casting mottled shadows and covering this quaint courtyard with a layer of gentle golden gauze.

In the courtyard, the old locust tree gently sways its branches and leaves, as if whispering about the peaceful years. The occasional bird calls add a bit of tranquility and harmony.

Old Master Zhang was wearing a dark blue satin robe. He had white hair but looked energetic. He held a carved bamboo fan in his hand and waved it gently. His eyes showed both nostalgia for the past and a faint expectation for the future.

The two distinguished guests were dressed in gorgeous ancient costumes. One was a woman wearing a lavender brocade dress and an exquisite hairpin on her head. She had a gentle face and a maternal glow in her eyes. She was the fairy's mother. The other was a middle-aged man wearing a green shirt and a jade pendant on his waist. He had a dignified yet kind face. He was the fairy's father.

They walked into the courtyard, and every step they took seemed solemn and cautious, as if every step depended on the fate of the two major families.

"Mr. Zhang, we are here for our daughter's marriage." The middle-aged man spoke first, his voice deep and powerful. He looked at Mr. Zhang with respect and a hint of determination. "My daughter has been well-educated and talented since she was young, and she has a kind and pure heart. As her parents, we naturally hope that she can find a good man and live a happy life. The marriage contract between the two families is a testimony to the friendship between our two families. We naturally don't want to violate it easily."

The woman gently tugged at her husband's sleeve, smiled gently, and took over the conversation: "Yes, Mr. Zhang, although our daughter is not a royal noble, she is a priceless treasure in our hearts. We don't ask her to marry into a wealthy family and enjoy all the glory, but only hope that she can find a husband who treats her sincerely and spend her life together. We talked to our daughter in detail last night. Although she is young, she also understands the importance of the marriage contract and expressed her willingness to follow the arrangements of the two elders."

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang smiled even more. He slowly stood up and clapped his palms lightly with the fan in his hands, making a crisp sound, as if he was admiring this rare clarity and understanding.

"I understand your feelings. The friendship between the Zhang family and the Li family has lasted for generations. This marriage is not only a lifelong event for the children of the two families, but also a bond between the two families. However, the world changes, and people grow old. You have heard about the current situation of the Zhang family."

At this point, Mr. Zhang paused slightly, and his eyes swept across every corner of the courtyard, as if he was recalling every bit of the past.

"Xiao Fan is a child who is deeply loved by the family. However, in recent years, the family has been worried about his marriage. Not long ago, the family elders selected a girl who is well-matched for him as the future mistress of the Zhang family. This is not just the opinion of this old man, but the consensus of the entire family."

The woman frowned slightly upon hearing this, and was obviously somewhat dissatisfied with it, but she quickly adjusted her mood and said in a more gentle manner: "Mr. Zhang, we understand the family's difficulties and respect the family's decision. But marriage is ultimately based on mutual affection. Although our little girl does not dare to compare herself to a fairy, she is not inferior to others in talent, character and appearance. If she can be in tune with Master Xiaofan and work together to expand the Zhang family, wouldn't it be a happy occasion for everyone?"

Old Master Zhang nodded and agreed, "Madam, what you said is very true. Marriage does require mutual affection between the two parties. But the responsibility of the family should not be neglected. Let me suggest that we let the two children spend some time together and get to know each other. If they can really get along well, that would be the best. As for the position of the legal wife, as we said before, whoever gives birth to a child for the Zhang family first will be the legal wife. This way, it is not only fair, but also in line with the family tradition."

The two looked at each other and saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

They knew that this was the most appropriate solution at the moment, as it would both preserve the family's reputation and give their daughter a fair chance to compete.

Whoever has a child first will be the legal wife? If you disagree, then there seems to be no better solution.

But my daughter is definitely not as good as that guy when it comes to matters between men and women. That guy should have slept with her, but my daughter didn’t.

This seems unfair, but there seems to be no other fair way.

The two of them tiptoed towards another door of the courtyard. A soft morning light shone through the crack of the door, illuminating the soft outlines of the room.

Indeed, living inside are several family members who are busy on weekdays. They rarely have the opportunity to rest here and enjoy this rare peace. Naturally, they do not want to be awakened too early by the morning noise.

So, the two of them tacitly withdrew their exploratory gazes, turned around gently, and walked out with light steps.

Their backs lengthened in the morning light, as if expressing their nostalgia and respect for this tranquility.

The air in the courtyard is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and the freshness of grass, which makes people's mood become cheerful involuntarily.

And Mr. Zhang was still sitting on the old but comfortable rattan chair, basking in the warm sunshine.

There was a warm smile on his face and his eyes were full of love and satisfaction for life.

The years have left deep marks on his face, but have also endowed him with an indescribable calmness and indifference.

As he grew older, his sleep was no longer as deep as when he was young, and he often woke up before dawn.

But for him, this is a rare enjoyment.

He can sit in the yard early, listen to the birds singing and insects chirping, feel the warmth of the first ray of sunshine, and enjoy the tranquility and beauty unique to the morning.

The moment he saw his grandson walking in from outside, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.

It was a joy and love that was hard to conceal.

He quickly stood up, walked forward, opened his arms and gave his grandson a big hug.

Both of them had happy smiles on their faces. In this loving courtyard, the reunion of the grandparents and grandchildren became the most beautiful scene of this morning.

True and false, false and true, only the parties involved can understand.

Zhang Fan did not sleep in. This time he came here to listen to the old man's opinions on the future planning of Phoenix City.

Now we need to set a direction for Phoenix, but we can do it ourselves.

But for such a large territory, we must always listen to the old man's opinion.

Only then can we determine what route Phoenix will take in the future, which is very important.

Seeing that I was back, the old man's face was full of smiles.

Although he was already old, he now looked full of energy.

Zhang Fan sat aside, wanting to hear the old man's attitude.