The daughter-in-law of a wealthy family does not lie flat

Zhang Xueren laughed and said, "Mom, if anyone hears this, they will definitely laugh at me. Am I a cultured person? How dare I challenge someone's cultural level? I just don't have that idea for the time being. It's good to be alone."

"Aren't you educated enough? You're a professor at Cambridge! Mom isn't asking you to get married right away. Let's talk about it first, what if it turns out to be a good match? You won't know if it's a good match without talking about it. These girls are all different, tall, short, fat, and thin. I don't believe there isn't a type you like."

When Zhang Xueren saw his mother starting to urge him to get married, he quickly made an excuse to go to the library, leaving his mother grumbling behind him.

The weather is clear and cool in autumn, and the autumn mornings are still very comfortable.

The library is closed today for renovations, but the hall where rare books are auctioned remains open.

Zhang Xueren looked at today's lots and found some of them quite interesting. Seeing that the auction would not start until 10:15, Xueren sat down, ordered a cup of coffee, and found a book to read.

Today is Monday, and everyone knows that the library is closed, so there are not many people in the trading hall.

There were several elderly people who loved reading and collecting books. They were drinking the green tea they brought with them. Then there was Zhang Xueren.

They saw the waiter serving coffee and shook the tea in his hand at Xueren, "Hey, green tea is better. What's the point of drinking coffee? Nowadays, people learn everything from foreigners!"

Zhang Xueren hurriedly said that he also liked to drink green tea, and he definitely had no intention of worshipping foreigners.

After chatting with the old men for a few words, it was almost a quarter past ten and Zhang Xueren was waiting for the online and offline auction to begin.

He took a fancy to a copy of Fortress Besieged published in the 1980s. The interesting thing was that there was no signature of Qian Zhongshu on it but there was a signature of Yang Jiang. The book was also in very good condition, and Xueren wanted to take a photo of it and give it to someone.

The time was almost up, and another girl walked quickly into the hall.

She had short black hair, was not tall, and was wearing a khaki shirt with overalls and a pair of flat shoes. She had no makeup on her face and looked bookish. The thick lenses of her glasses showed how strong her prescription was.

After entering the room, I looked at my watch and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that I was well prepared.

Zhang Xueren was also curious about which item the girl would want.

Library staff served as guest auctioneers, and although most of the items were not very expensive, everyone still took the auction process very seriously.

The first one is "500 Revolutionary Songs", published in the 100s. It contains red songs that were sung throughout the country at that time. The starting price is yuan.

Only an old man who was a music teacher made an offer, so he bought it for 100 yuan.

The second one was a misprint of One Hundred Years of Solitude. The so-called misprint was that something went wrong during the printing process, and the second and third chapters were printed in reverse.

Xueren knew that there were people who specialized in collecting this kind of misprinted books. Sure enough, although no one in the hall made a bid, the competition online was fierce. The price kept rising for several rounds, and finally it was bought by a buyer from another place for 880 yuan.

The little girl didn't bid for either of the two books, and Xue Ren suspected that she was also going for the book "Fortress Besieged".

The third book, which is also the last one today, is a famous work by Mr. Qian Zhongshu, which was published in 1980 and is famous both at home and abroad. It is signed by Ms. Yang Jiang.

The minimum price is 1000 yuan.

Zhang Xueren bid 1200. The price at auctions here generally doesn't go up too high or too quickly, and this isn't really the only piece left in the world.

"1500!" It was indeed that girl.

"2000!" It's not that Zhang Xueren is ungentlemanly, he just wanted to give this book to Lin Luqing.

"3000!" Zhang Xueren was stunned. This price was basically the ceiling of this small trading hall.

Before Zhang Xueren decided whether to follow, an old man next to him came over and nudged him with his arm, whispering, "I have a copy at home, it's better than this one, if you want it I'll give it to you for 2000."

During this period of hesitation, the item was given to the girl.

This kind of small transaction had to be paid on the spot. The girl went to pay, and Xue Ren had to write down the old man’s phone number and made an appointment to meet at the library the next day.

Zhang Xueren was told by the doctor that he was in poor health early in the morning and was prescribed a bunch of Chinese medicine. Then he was outdone by his sister and urged to get married by his mother. Now the book he wanted to buy was also bought by someone else. He walked out of the trading hall in disappointment.

He didn't drive today. There is a No. 32 bus right outside his house and a bus stop right in front of the library. It is a pleasure to take the bus and enjoy the city scenery.

"Hey! Handsome guy! Where are you going? I can give you a ride if it's on the way." Xue Ren looked up and saw that the person who spoke was the girl from before, driving a small, old Japanese car.

"No, it's more convenient for me to take the bus!"

"Oh, it's okay. Are you afraid that I'll know your address and harass you? Get in the car!"

Zhang Xueren looked at the intersection and saw that there was no sign of a bus. It was still a bit hot in the autumn afternoon, so he thanked her and got on the bus.

After asking for the address, the girl said, "Fasten your seat belts!"

The girl looked at Zhang Xueren and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't act like a gentleman today, I became a villain, stealing someone's love!"

Zhang Xueren shook his head. "It's okay. This book is not out of print. You can still find it."

Then, a little curiously, "Do you like this book or want to buy it as a gift? Or collect it?"

"For someone else. My sister-in-law is a fan of Qian Zhongshu. I forgot to buy her a gift when I returned to China. I saw this promotion online and rushed to buy it. Fortunately, I bought it without delay."

"Oh? Are you an international student?"

"Yes, I'm at Columbia University. You too? You look like a student at a European university."

Xueren couldn't help but laugh, "Me? Probably a long time ago."

Along the way, the two naturally talked about studying abroad.

The car soon arrived at the gate of Zhang's villa. The girl said, "Would it be convenient for you to leave your phone number? If my sister-in-law doesn't like this book or already has it, I'll give it to you."

"Of course no problem! Thank you!" Zhang Xueren left his phone number, thanked again and got off the car.

The car drove away.

Xue Ren thought, this girl is really different. She is straightforward and honest, and also has a natural confidence. Although she is not very beautiful, she is refreshing. Even though she drives such a shabby car, the feeling of owning the world is beyond words.

Fu Jiayi drove her classmate's car home, feeling very sad. It turned out that he really didn't remember her at all.

Shake your head and get rid of the negative emotions. Just because you didn’t remember me before doesn’t mean you won’t be able to in the future.

When the car arrived at Fu's house, the doorman saw that it was a car he didn't recognize and came out to see who it belonged to.

It took me a while to recognize that it was Miss Fu.

"Oh, the young lady is back! I'll notify the master and his wife immediately!"

Fu Jiayi shouted behind him, "Hey! Open the door for me first!"