Tripod wedding

Chapter 11 Important People ([-])

Xu Ruofan's last words made Xu Qingru's heart skip a beat.

Yes, since ancient times, when someone fights, someone sells it.

If the source of this taotie-patterned bronze jia was "normal", it would never appear on the antique market, let alone be sold privately.It should lie in the storage room of the cultural relics research institution, waiting for careful identification and research by cultural relics workers.

Instead of falling into the hands of a common man who doesn't even know what "bronze" is like now, losing protection and value.What awaits it is round after round of resale, and it loses its own brilliance in the erosion of the years.

Xu Qingru suddenly felt a chill rising up her spine and rushing into her brain.

What exactly does her father, Xu Huoping, do?

She thought of the labels that the media had attached to her father, "academic fraud", "stealing and selling national treasures"...

"Miss Xu, did you hear clearly? Do you need Mrs. Fu to 'invite' you out in person?"

Fu Tianze's clear voice interrupted Xu Qingru's thoughts, she came back to her senses, looked at Gao Qiao holding the taotie-patterned bronze gun, muttered a few words, and finally led his subordinates obediently, and left in embarrassment.

"Brother Tianze, thank you."

Xu Ruofan still stood upright, with elegant posture and soft words, but there was some fatigue on that pretty face.

Fu Tianze was noncommittal: "I have no say in this matter, and I can't help you. You are an expert in this field, so I can't do it for you."

"I understand. Your standing here is already the greatest help to me. Brother Tianze, I am making you laugh. Our Xu family is now... in a mess."

"Difficulties are inevitable, and those who can help are bound by the definition of the Fu family."

Xu Ruofan nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked to Xu Qingru's side:

"Qingru, I'm sorry to let you see these things. You see, this is the mess left by our father."

Yes, it is indeed a mess, and now Xu Qingru believes that only her sister Xu Ruofan can clean up this mess.

"Sorry, I can't help you with anything."

"It's okay, you can't help even if you want to, you don't have the ability."

Xu Ruofan did not shy away.

Xu Qingru agreed with her statement, she wanted to help, but there was nothing she could do.

I finally understand that what my father said, "Ruofan is very smart", is not just smart.

They have the same blood, but have different life trajectories and different talent values.

Xu Qingru thought that he was very talented, probably speaking of Xu Ruofan.

As for herself, she can only be described as "average aptitude".

"Brother Tianze, it's almost time, can you help me send my father to be cremated?"

Xu Ruofan glanced at the Tissot watch on his wrist, and calmly made his first request to Fu Tianze.

"You...you won't send dad off?" Xu Qingru was puzzled.

"No, I don't want to look at him again. I have already arranged for someone to take the ashes, and they will bury Dad well. If you want to go, go with Brother Tianze. Brother Tianze, can you?"

It seemed that Xu Ruofan was just talking about an ordinary "official matter", arranging procedures, personnel and tasks in an orderly manner.

It was just one of her usual affairs.

An ordinary one.

Xu Qingru was a little apprehensive.

That's right, since she saw this elder sister, her mood has always been like this, neither sad nor happy, indifferent and alienated.

(End of this chapter)