Siheyuan: Mastery started in the 50s

Wang Qiang took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, and replied: "Mr. Jia, I have thought carefully about my previous proposal. I have some new questions and hope to discuss them with you face to face."

Jia Zhang was silent for a while on the other end of the phone, then said, "Of course, Mr. Wang, we can arrange a meeting whenever it is convenient for you."

Wang Qiang hung up the phone, but his doubts were not completely dissipated, but he decided to seek more answers in a face-to-face conversation. As time went on, he gradually realized that although Jia Zhang was a business genius, he had to handle this transaction carefully because it involved not only money, but also the history and future of the family.

In the next few days, Wang Qiang began to sort out the materials related to his family, hoping to find some valuable information to help him judge Jia Zhang's intentions. He looked through old account books, family letters, and historical documents, trying to piece together a more complete picture of the family's history. In these historical documents, he found many details that had been forgotten, but there was still no clear answer to Jia Zhang's true intentions.

Wang Qiang's heart is getting more and more anxious. He begins to feel that he is standing at a crossroads, facing complex and important choices. Every decision may affect the future of the courtyard, and may also change the relationship between him and Jia Zhang.

Wang Qiang decided to buy some daily necessities before meeting Jia Zhang again, so that he could temporarily divert his attention and keep his mind clear. He thought that his family's laundry detergent was almost used up recently, so he decided to go to the market to buy some. He walked out of the courtyard and strolled on the street, but he was still thinking about Jia Zhang's proposal and the family history.

He walked around the market and found a familiar store. After entering, he found the owner sorting the laundry detergent on the shelf. When he saw Wang Qiang coming in, he immediately greeted him warmly: "Mr. Wang, long time no see! Do you need anything?"

Wang Qiang nodded and said with a slightly tired look: "Boss, I want to buy some laundry detergent and some daily cleaning supplies."

The boss looked at him and seemed to see that he was in a bad mood. He asked, "Mr. Wang, you look a little worried. Are you in trouble?"

Wang Qiang was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's nothing serious, it's just that something has been bothering me recently."

The boss seemed concerned and continued, "Sometimes, changing your mood might help. If needed, we have some soothing gadgets in our store, such as scented candles, which can help people relax."

Wang Qiang nodded his thanks and picked some laundry detergent from the shelf. His fingers slid over the bottles on the shelf, each one seemed to tell its own story. He chose a fresh-smelling laundry detergent and planned to use it to clean the clothes at home, perhaps bringing some comfort.

After returning home, Wang Qiang put the washing powder on the rack in the laundry room, then went into the study and opened the family history document to continue reading. His mind kept thinking about the conversation with Jia Zhang, especially his seemingly gentle but unpredictable tone. He knew that Jia Zhang's apparent sincerity might mask his true intentions, and the secrets hidden in his family history might be a key factor in the deal.

"Mr. Wang, I'm glad you're willing to meet again." Jia Zhang's voice came through the phone, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

Wang Qiang took a deep breath and responded calmly: "Mr. Jia, can we arrange to meet next Monday afternoon? I want to discuss the specific matters related to the Siheyuan."

Jia Zhang immediately agreed and said he would bring a detailed contract and plan for in-depth discussion. After hanging up the phone, Wang Qiang felt that he was still in suspense. He began to think about how Jia Zhang would present his plan, and maybe he could find valuable information from it to help him make a decision.

That night, Wang Qiang had an uneasy dream. In the dream, he walked around in the courtyard of the quadrangle, and every corner became strange and gloomy. In the dream, Jia Zhang stood in the distance, smiling but with a sinister look, as if waiting for some kind of decision. Wang Qiang struggled in his dream, trying to escape from this strange courtyard, but found himself bound by invisible constraints.

When he woke up, his heartbeat was accelerated and his forehead was covered with sweat. The emotions in the dream made him more confused and anxious. He knew that he needed to sort out his thoughts as soon as possible to deal with the upcoming negotiations. He decided to put aside the pressure of this negotiation for the time being and sort out his thoughts first.

Wang Qiang stood up, walked to the kitchen, took the osmanthus cake out of the paper bag and put it on the table. While eating the cake, he thought about how to better prepare for the meeting with Jia Zhang. Every bite of the sweet taste made him relax a little, but the worry deep in his heart could not be dissipated.

The next day, Wang Qiang got up early and decided to go to the market to buy some more daily necessities. He strolled along the street, trying to relieve himself from the predicament of the courtyard. His eyes fell on the small shops on the street. The window of a flower shop was filled with all kinds of flowers. Wang Qiang walked in and bought some fresh flowers, intending to use them to decorate the interior of the courtyard and bring some joy to himself and his family.

On the way home, Wang Qiang felt a little relieved, but he was still uneasy about the upcoming negotiations. He knew that Jia Zhang might have prepared a detailed plan for this meeting, and he had to clearly understand the true intentions behind these plans. Only in this way could he make a wise decision.

As night fell, Wang Qiang carefully flipped through the family's historical documents in his study, trying to find some new clues. There was only a desk lamp in the room, and his face looked particularly tired under the soft light. His mind kept wandering, and various possibilities and assumptions echoed in his mind. He knew that every decision could have a profound impact on the future of the courtyard.

Wang Qiang was deeply conflicted, and his feelings for the Siheyuan became stronger and stronger. Although Jia Zhang's proposal was tempting and profitable, he always felt that this Siheyuan was not only a family property, but also carried the memories and emotions of several generations. Especially those details in the family history made him feel the unique value of this house even more.

A few days later, Wang Qiang was sitting at the desk in his study. The sunlight shone in front of him through the gaps in the curtains. His eyes fell on the family photo on the table.