1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Li Weiguo clenched his fists, his face full of reluctance, and raised his voice and said, "Dad, are we just going to sit there and wait?"

Li Dajiang was silent for a moment, frowned, and said slowly: "No, we are not just waiting. In any case, we have the upper hand. Now, he happens to be unaware that we already know about it, so we can secretly collect evidence of his crimes."

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were no longer as gentle as usual, but full of determination and courage, like a warrior about to charge into the battlefield.

Li Weiguo was secretly amazed in his heart. He could feel that his father's expression had become more resolute than before, and that kind of unwavering determination seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles.

"Dad, don't be sad, I will listen to you..."

Li Weiguo wanted to say something but stopped. He bit his lip, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes, and he scratched his head unconsciously.

Li Dajiang looked at him firmly and said, "Weiguo, your father was once a soldier. What kind of rain of bullets and what kind of difficulties and obstacles have we not experienced on the battlefield? He thinks he can cover the sky with one hand, but we don't believe it!"

His voice was not loud, but every word was sonorous and powerful, and every word hit Li Weiguo's heart like a hammer.

Li Weiguo couldn't help but straighten his chest, his eyes gradually became firm, he nodded heavily and said: "Dad, I understand!"

Afterwards, Li Weiguo followed his father to work in the yard.

His eyes glanced at Li Dajiang from time to time. His father was indeed not an ordinary person.

Li Weiguo once thought that the fact that Yi Zhonghai had someone protecting him would discourage his father from doing anything.

What surprised him was that Li Dajiang not only did not have the intention of retreating, but instead became more determined.

Li Weiguo admired this very much. He was determined to cure Li Dajiang's leg and restore his former glory.

Li Weiguo asked the craftsmen, and they said that it would take about twenty days to repair and renovate the Li family courtyard.

This was the result of the joint efforts of the Li family. Li Weiguo knew that even at this speed, the craftsmen had done their best. After all, this was not like the decoration in his previous life, where just laying cement tiles would be enough.

This is the renovation of an old house, and all the materials used are wood and rely on craftsmanship.

Li Weiguo did not go to the courtyard to help every day. After breakfast that day, Li Weiguo decided to go to Liuli for a walk.

A few days ago, Li Weiguo always wanted to buy some antiques and sell them to the invincible shopping mall in the system, so as to open the invincible hospital in the system as soon as possible.

Li Weiguo opened the Invincible Hospital in order to cure Li Dajiang's leg as soon as possible and restore his former majestic appearance.

Li Dajiang became disabled because of Yi Zhonghai's malicious plot, and he lost his former heroic appearance ever since.

Li Weiguo secretly vowed to help his father stand up again and restore his former glory.

But is it easy to open an invincible hospital?

He knew very well that he did not have the professional ability to identify antiques, although the invincible mall in the system could give a reference price when he got the antiques.

But he knew that people would not let him play with those precious antiques easily.

In his previous life, during the epidemic, Li Weiguo, who stayed at home, watched many TV dramas about antiques, especially "The Fragrant Sophora Japonica in May" starring Mr. Zhang Guoli, which vividly displayed the inside stories of the antique business and the complex human hearts.

This made Li Weiguo full of concerns and caution about rashly stepping into the antique business, and he never dared to take that step easily.

But in order for Li Dajiang to recover soon, he finally plucked up the courage and decided to go to Liulichang to broaden his horizons.

The weather was fine today. Li Weiguo came here by bus. He walked into Liulichang with full of anticipation.

Liulichang has a long and glorious history. Since the Liao Dynasty, it has been the place where glazed tiles were fired in the capital, hence the name.

After the Ming and Qing dynasties, Liulichang gradually developed into a cultural resort where literati, scholars and antique dealers gathered.

Hundreds of years of wind and rain have left this place with a profound cultural heritage.

Li Weiguo felt as if he had a lively little rabbit in his arms, excited and nervous at the same time.

He is well aware of the mystery and charm of Liulichang, and his heart is full of anticipation for exploring the unknown.

Everywhere you look, you can see old and simple shops lined up one after another, and the vicissitudes of time have left deep marks on their appearance.

The faded signboard sways gently in the breeze, and although the carved doors and windows are mottled, one can still vaguely glimpse the exquisiteness of the past.

Inside the shop, there are all kinds of antiques and exquisite porcelain, like a quiet woman, emitting a soft and charming luster.

The simple calligraphy and paintings seem to carry the memory of history, and the scent of ink floats faintly in the air.

There is a constant stream of noisy sounds in my ears.

The stall owners shouted passionately, "Come and have a look, this is a rare treasure!"

"It's an heirloom. If you miss it, you'll never get the chance again!"

Bargaining was going on back and forth, "Boss, your price is too high, can you make it cheaper?"

"No, no, this is already the lowest price."

There were also experts discussing in hushed voices, "The age of this thing doesn't seem right."

"Well, the workmanship is a bit rough."

These sounds interweave and blend together, like a piece of music full of the breath of life.

Li Weiguo stopped from time to time and tilted his head to listen to all this. He found it fresh and interesting, but also felt at a loss as he couldn't get a word in.

The air is filled with a variety of unique smells. The old wood exudes the ancient fragrance of agarwood, and the smell of ink from calligraphy and painting is subtle and elegant, which makes people feel peaceful.

The aroma coming from the street food stalls is even more tempting, the aroma of fried cakes, the fresh fragrance of wontons, and the smell of dust mixed together.

Li Weiguo took a deep breath, "Wow! It smells so good!".

Li Weiguo occasionally reaches out and touches the small antiques displayed outside the store. Some feel smooth and delicate, as soft as silk; others are slightly rough, with traces of time between their textures.

A breeze blew by, gently lifting the corner of his clothes and bringing a hint of coolness.

At this moment, his heart was filled with awe for these ancient objects.

Sometimes he would wonder, could this thing in his hand be a priceless treasure?

But then I thought, there are so many people setting up stalls in Liulichang, and if all of them are selling genuine treasures, then there would be no one setting up stalls to sell goods, and they must have all opened antique shops.

The streets were bustling with people surging like a tide.

Here he could see old men wearing long gowns and round hats, walking steadily with their eyes moving among the antiques on the stalls. It seemed that they could tell the authenticity of antiques at a glance with their years of experience.

Li Weiguo liked to follow these old men and watch the fun. He felt that people who dressed so elegantly in this era must be of noble status.

Such people are either knowledgeable or old-fashioned people from the past. They usually have stories.

There were also young people in shirtsleeves in the crowd, looking around curiously, full of desire to explore every new antique.

Li Weiguo felt that these people were just like him, and they all came here to broaden their horizons.