Chapter 8: New York and Her Purple Pupils

Upon seeing Han Xuan's expression, the old man was very pleased. He proudly stepped forward, picked up his grandson, and suddenly kissed him. Han Xuan, feeling helpless, raised his sleeve to wipe the saliva off his face, waiting for his father to finish arranging the luggage before setting off

This large house appears rather desolate for the elderly couple, but fortunately, they seldom stay here. They have many old friends in California, which prevents them from feeling lonely

Grandma : `` ... ... ''

Old Master Han has not forgotten that a few years ago, his grandson was pestering his grandfather for a Ferrari, an incident that left him quite annoyed for a long time

The house has an area of over 300 square meters, and the decor appears to be somewhat dated. Several large oil paintings are hung on the walls, depicting both landscapes and figures

The cheerful sound of the violin filled the air, and at that moment, a faint meowing could be heard from the alley. Han Xuan turned his head to search for the source, clearly sensing its weak vitality, and he pulled his father to walk further in.

This is the first time Han Xuan has come here in this lifetime and in his past life. Although the elders often communicate with him over the phone and frequently visit him, until today, he was unaware that his family actually owned a house here.

Han Qianshan felt a bit jealous of his son, reaching out to twist Han Xuan's ear and laughingly scolding, "Now I have become the one who brought you here, you little rascal"

Old Master Han stumbled upon hearing this and turned his head to smile: "Is this a Yuan blue-and-white figure jar? I bought it at a flea market in Holland for 2,000 dollars..."

Accompanied by the faint sound of a cat meowing, the girl's choked voice came through: "Brother, can you save it? It's about to die..."

Nonsense, how could I be so clever if I am not of your kind

"Leave it there for now and go have a meal. In a few days, I will take it to show others," the old gentleman said. In this era, even if it is genuine, the price will not be too high. It is kept for enjoyment, so he did not pay much attention to it.

Han Xuan was no exception; he was being led forward by Han Qianshan. Just as he was wondering why his grandfather had not come to pick him up, he saw an elderly man in a full suit waving at him. When the old man noticed Han Xuan looking over, he even reached out to pat the car beside him

Han Xuan is somewhat sensitive to the bed; he did not sleep well last night, even though the large bed is very soft

Still the same recipe, still the familiar taste. Han Xuan silently recited.

Haha, it's all about what you like, where is your mother

Arriving at Billings Airport in the afternoon, after a two-hour flight, I reached LaGuardia Airport just as the streetlights were coming on. The constant flow of people hurried past, the roar of airplanes was deafening, and the various neon signs added to the atmosphere, which felt particularly retro compared to later times

Currently, the collection of ancient Chinese antiques has not yet gained popularity, and the prices are not considered high. The elderly have gradually purchased a considerable number of items, seeking a memento of their hometown

You can like it, you can hate it, but you cannot forget it

The two elderly individuals personally took to the kitchen to prepare authentic hometown dishes to entertain their grandson, while their son merely benefited from the occasion.

Han Baobao was rubbing his belly, having just eaten too much pizza. His father was holding his hand and looking around. The new house, which had not yet been decorated, lacked some ornaments. Grandma did not come along; she was waiting for them at the café at home.

Most Americans are not very familiar with blue and white porcelain, but the old gentleman, being an amateur, naturally knows about it. He usually doesn't think much of it, but upon hearing his grandson's words, he stepped forward to embrace it and looked closely. It truly cannot be fake; the larger jar increasingly resembles what it is supposed to be, and he immediately felt delighted: "Hey! It really does look like it. How did you know, you little rascal?"

I originally planned to take Han Xuan to visit the branch office, but unfortunately, due to a last-minute matter, I can only let my partner and son take him out for some fun

The Qing Dynasty pastel-colored vases from Huaxia are placed on the shelves in the living room, along with several other antiques, indicating that Old Master Han is a person who enjoys collecting. The ink painting of the galloping horse is quite spirited, and upon closer inspection, it turns out to be Xu Beihong's painting of galloping horses

In the morning, the father and son set off from the snow-capped mountain ranch. This is the longest journey for Old Ferrari in seven years, and it is also Han Xuan's first time leaving Montana

"Alas? Is this not the Yuan blue and white porcelain Guiguzi large jar?" Han Xuan exclaimed, looking at the dazzling array of shelves somewhat speechless, as it was actually being used as a vase

"Am I running so far just to take a look?" Han Qianshan stared at his old man like this

"It was written in a book, but I forgot which one," Han Xuan said evasively

At around 7 o'clock, Han's father was already nowhere to be seen. The toiletries were all prepared. Slowly making my way downstairs, I found the three of them gathered around the table having breakfast. The youtiao in the plate surprised the baby, who did not understand why there was this item, as he had not eaten it for several years.

She is feeling unwell from the flight, and there is a need for someone to take care of things at home. She will come again next time. My mother asked me to send her regards to my grandparents

Old Master Han chuckled and said: "Grandson, you haven't seen this before, have you? This is called youtiao, and we Chinese have had it since the Song Dynasty! I ran two streets this morning just to buy it for you to try, and the soy milk is still hot. Come and eat."

The World Trade Center, which has been in use for just a few years, is not far away. Han Xuan insisted on taking a photo with the building from across the river, even striking a pose resembling an airplane. Han's father was puzzled and casually took a few pictures, secretly reflecting on how his son still possesses a childlike innocence, but who really knows the truth.

The elder introduced his grandson to various buildings, architecture, and history along the way. Although he mostly resides in California, he is still well-versed in the classics of New York.

The first ray of morning sunlight rises from the eastern street, passing through the tall buildings and shining into the second-floor window

Fortunately, with a quick mind, Xiao Hanxuan was just about to nod and say he had eaten, when he suddenly remembered that it was no longer the previous life. He quickly reacted and pretended to be curious, picking up a fried dough stick to eat.

Well, if we really have to talk about something, there will be a charity auction in a couple of days. You can take your grandson along; spending the whole day at the ranch won't be boring. What if he grows up to be just like you? Don't let him get sick from being cooped up.

Where does your confidence come from

... ... just wait and see if I don't beat you to death

Han Qianshan was completely at a loss; it is not safe here at night

Grandma has long been waiting at the door, "Oh my, my eldest grandson, you've grown taller again, come let Grandma take a look"

Travel made him very excited, as he finally returned to the urban crowd

Outside the door, a father and son are disheveled in the night wind

Han Xuan knew that in the future, he would be able to shoot a sky-high price of over 10 million pounds. He took a careful look at the old man walking towards the living room and secretly sighed at the old man's luck. He himself was the sole heir of the Han family for three generations, the only descendant... how could it not fall into his hands...

The space inside the Aston Martin DB5 is not spacious. With the affordable driver Han Qianshan, the old gentleman naturally will not drive himself anymore; sitting in the passenger seat holding his grandson is much more comfortable

Holding his grandson's hand, he walked through the door and casually closed it. After taking more than ten steps, Han Xuan suddenly realized: "Oh? Where is my dad?"

All right, let's go inside and chat. Grandma has prepared some delicious food for you

"Dad, are her eyes purple?" Han Xuan exclaimed in surprise, and Han's father was also taken aback

Old Master Han seems to be explaining, yet he does not realize that his son is hurt even more deeply. However, he may not care even if he knows, as one gets used to it over time

Father and son are sitting on the sofa chatting, and the meal will be ready soon

It is unknown when the slumbering city began to stir and once again became lively

The old gentleman left after finishing his meal, as the company is quite busy. The chain of medium to large convenience stores has opened more than 200 locations in recent years, all of which are directly operated. The name is The Convenience Store on Sunday, which means Sunday Convenience Store. The signage is uniformly represented by the letters SOS, and the headquarters is located in Los Angeles

As the parents chatted about trivial matters, time passed quickly, and the night went by without a word

I am indeed the biological one" Han Baobao lamented, feeling wronged

The six-story old house is located in the Upper West Side of Manhattan, with Broadway Avenue to the west and Central Park to the east, making it a prime location

Old Master Han is unsure whether he was provoked or if it is due to the expansion of his business, but today he specifically drove the painstakingly collected Aston Martin DB5 to pick up his grandson

On weekdays, there are two servants here to assist with the management. Han Xuan, concerned about the safety of her treasures, felt reassured upon learning that they have been working here for over 30 years and have a clean background

Traveling west from LaGuardia Airport, along Route 278, crossing the East River, passing First Avenue and Central Park, the road was congested with many vehicles, turning what is usually a twenty-minute journey into over an hour due to traffic

Lunch was had on First Avenue, followed by a direct trip to Liberty Island in the afternoon. When tired, one would rest, while the grandmother, full of energy, happily watched her children and grandchildren play.

Not far away, under the dim light, a seven or eight-year-old girl, carrying a drawing board, was squatting in front of a kitten. Upon hearing footsteps behind her, she turned her head and looked over, her big eyes filled with tears

Rented a car from the rental company, the whole family began to enjoy their time on the streets

As Han Xuangang emerged from the garage, he heard the voice of an elderly woman. He jogged forward and embraced her, sweetly saying, "Grandma, you have become younger too."

The model driven by James Bond in the 1964 film "007: Goldfinger" is widely recognized around the world, and as people walk out of LaGuardia Airport, they cannot help but gaze at it with admiration or astonishment

Wait a moment, why does the pattern on the jar look somewhat familiar? It resembles that item displayed in the Shanghai Museum from later generations

In the evening, Brooklyn is bustling with various artists showcasing their works or performing live

The tradition of casual conversation at the Chinese dining table has remained unchanged from ancient times to the present. The elderly man was very happy, amused by his grandson. As the gathering was about to conclude, the old man finally revealed the purpose of calling his grandson over: "It's nothing much, I just miss my grandson and didn't want to go out, so I asked you to bring him here for me to see."

Because it is the center of the United States, New York, specifically the Upper West Side of Manhattan.

The brilliantly illuminated New York

On both sides of the road, broad-leaved sycamore trees are just beginning to bud, appearing somewhat desolate. However, the surrounding scene is quite different, with towering buildings in a riot of colors, and various fashionable women and successful individuals walking along the roadside. Poverty has never been associated with this place.

Similar to the Walmart model, but it has not gone public. When the great-grandfather passed away, he divided the shares equally among his sons and daughters-in-law, which includes Han Xuan's grandparents. Initially, there were only 7 stores, but after decades of development, it has achieved this large scale today thanks to excellent service and quality, which is inseparable from the hard work of the old gentleman