Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

We came to the most prosperous shopping mall, the state-owned Minsheng Store on Jiefang Road.

It is called a store, but in fact it is a three-story shopping mall built according to Soviet drawings.

There was a dazzling array of goods inside, which made us dazzled.

Dacron shirts, polyester jackets, Great Wall windbreakers.

They were all the latest fashion and high-end products at the time, and you couldn’t buy them in the countryside.

Phoenix brand bicycles, Shanghai brand watches, and Haiyan brand black and white televisions are even more symbols of status.

“It’s great in the city!”

“You can buy whatever you want!”

"Why don't you bring back a TV? It will definitely shock the whole village!"

"Who knows, Xiufang might even be so shameless as to come to your house and watch TV!"

I was speechless for a while.

This guy just loves to show off.

I don't know how to be low-key.

"Don't show off your wealth, understand?"

"Hey, that's what I said."

"Even when you return to the village, keep a low profile and don't say anything you shouldn't say."

"Understood. I won't say a single word of it."

I'm going to the food counter to buy some drinks and snacks.

Cui Hao nudged me with his elbow.

"Look, beautiful lady!"

"You've been looking at beauties all day, aren't you satisfied?"

I took a step to leave, but Cui Hao reached out and grabbed my head.

“This is different!”

"A fairy descended from heaven!"

He twisted my head in a different direction.

Wherever he looked, there was a fiery look in the man's eyes.

The woman's eyes were filled with envy, jealousy, and even strong jealousy.

In an instant, several men grimaced and cried out in pain.

Even if the women around them pinched their arms and legs hard, they still stared at them reluctantly.

This made me curious.

Could it really be a fairy descending from heaven?

Cui Hao finally stopped cracking my head.

Without even looking for anything, my eyes immediately fixed on a beautiful figure.

That moment.

She was the only one in my sight; everyone else was just a background figure.

The plain floral dress couldn't hide her slim figure.

Her silky black hair was spread out, like a freehand painting splashed with thick ink on her plain floral dress.

Her face is as white as a porcelain doll, with delicate features.

Words like willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and a cherry-sized mouth are not enough to describe her beauty.

What fascinates me even more is her temperament.

His scholarly temperament is as gentle as jade, yet reveals a touch of coldness and arrogance.

It makes people want to get close to her, but they dare not get close to her.

In the fiery eyes of men and the envious, jealous and jealous eyes of women, she did not feel shy or flustered at all.

As indifferent as a fairy who is isolated from the world.

Being in your own spiritual world, you are not disturbed by the outside world.

This unique temperament deeply attracted me.

At that moment I realized what beauty is.

That is the beauty that emanates from the depths of the soul.

It is a hundred times or a thousand times more beautiful than the appearance of flesh.

As I looked at it, I suddenly felt that it looked familiar.

It seems like I've seen this beauty somewhere.

But how could I, a poor country boy, have ever seen such a beautiful woman with such temperament?

wrong!

A photo comes to mind.

That was a photo I saw at Professor Zhang’s residence.

The photo is very similar to the beauty in front of me, or even the same person.

I am 90% sure that she is Professor Zhang's youngest daughter!

I was just wondering how to contact Professor Zhang, but I didn't expect to meet his daughter by chance.

Do you want to go up and say hello?

But if I go up rashly, will I offend the beautiful woman?

I was very conflicted.

At this time, several well-dressed young men came forward and started chatting with Professor Zhang's daughter.

But they all succumbed to her cold gaze.

As if she hated being approached, she frowned slightly and prepared to leave.

At that moment, my body was out of my control and I strode towards her.

Cui Hao was shocked by my actions.

He reached out to grab me, but missed.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"She's a fairy descending to earth, and I'm just a peasant digging for food in the fields. We're from completely different worlds!"

But I seemed to be possessed by a ghost.

Not only did she not listen to his advice, but she walked as fast as the wind.

As if I was afraid that she would disappear from my sight in the next second.

"Ouch! My brother is just getting carried away!"

Cui Hao covered his eyes with his right hand and didn't dare to see my ending.

But I'm curious about the result.

Then he opened his fingers slightly and looked through the gap.

At this time, my face was flushed and my head was full of blood.

It seemed as if all the blood in my body had gathered in my head.

Courage has reached an unprecedented peak.

"Hello."

Looking directly into her lively eyes, I felt like my soul didn't belong to me anymore, and my voice trembled.

"Excuse me, do you know Professor Zhang from the History Department at Northwestern University?"

When she heard the name Professor Zhang, she was slightly stunned.

He looked me up and down and asked, "Are you his student?"

"Even if you are my father's student, don't try to get close to me in this way."

Her tone was cold, as if someone had approached her in this way before.

But I was completely relieved.

No mistake!

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get close to you."

"Ok?"

She was a little surprised.

"I am half a student of Professor Zhang. He taught me for several years and encouraged me to apply to Northwestern University."

"I saw your photo when I was studying there."

"So, excuse me for bothering you, but I'd like to ask for Professor Zhang's contact information."

After hearing the explanation, she suddenly understood.

A smile like a blooming flower bloomed on her face.

At that moment, I felt that there was nothing more beautiful in the world than her smile.

"I know you!"

"Your name is Chen Shitou, right?"

"My father has mentioned you many times, always praising you for your intelligence and eagerness to learn. He even consulted the school leaders about your revocation of admission..."

"Hey! Look at what I'm saying."

As if she was afraid of bringing up my sad memories, she stopped talking midway.

But my heart was in turmoil.

I didn’t expect Professor Zhang to find school leaders for me.

Although his admission was eventually revoked, it was already commendable that he spoke up for me.

Tears moistened my eyes and also frightened her heart.

"How can a man shed tears? Don't cry, I'll wipe them for you."

She took out her handkerchief and carefully wiped around my eyes.

"My name is Zhang Nan, and I accept you as my younger brother."

"You're dressed in a suit and tie. Did you find a job in the city? Even if you do find a job, you should study more."

"Although your admission qualification has been revoked, you can still be an auditor. I'll find someone to help you get an auditor certificate."

this moment.

I thought about when I was a kid and was bullied and came home crying.

My mother also used a handkerchief to wipe my tears.

The scene in my memory and the scene in front of me slowly overlap.

The warm feeling of being loved lingers in my heart.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

I wanted to throw myself into her arms and cry my heart out.

Tell out all your grievances.

"Nannan, who is this?"

A big-eyed beauty jumped to Zhang Nan's side.

Her long eyelashes fluttered as she looked at me with curiosity.

"He's quite handsome, but why are you crying?"

"You're not going to cry out of grievance just because our Nan Nan rejected you."

She chattered and interrupted my mood.

Wiping my tears vigorously with my sleeve, I pretended to be calm and said, "Sister Nan, I embarrassed you."

"You guys have helped me so much. I'll come to thank you someday."

"Well, my father misses you too."

Zhang Nan took out a pen from her bag and took my hand.

I wrote on the palm of my hand.

The pen writes on my hand but it itches in my heart.

I didn't pay attention to what she wrote.

Because I was staring at her profile in a trance.

I just hope this moment can last forever.

It wasn't until Cui Hao waved his hands vigorously in front of me that I gradually came to my senses.

"Brother, you can do it!"

"He actually struck up a conversation with a beautiful woman!"

"What did she just write on your palm? Let me see!"