Romantic debts?
For a moment, Xia Zhe had no idea what he had done. He had never been in a relationship before and Qiao Mei had been the only woman in his life. How could he have any romantic debts?
Xia Fang watched the show silently as a bystander.
Qiao Mei waved her hand and said, “Forget it, forget it. I’ll settle the score with you tonight.”
When Xia Zhe saw Xia Fang’s expression, he blushed and nodded as he stood next to Qiao Mei.
There were a total of five rooms in the main house of the old courtyard house. In addition to the living room in the middle, there were two bedrooms on the east side, and a study and a guest bedroom on the west side. There was also an additional small room attached to each side of the main house.
The furnishings in the house were not the modern type either. These were all antique furniture. The tables, chairs and benches were made of wood. Even the roof had a wooden ceiling.
When they entered a bedroom, Qiao Mei realized that the furnishings in this room were completely different from what she saw outside. The mahogany furniture outside looked very classical and elegant, while the bedroom contained modern furniture. Qiao Mei looked at Xia Fang in confusion.
Xia Fang sighed and said resignedly, “In the early days, all the things were mostly plundered by my sister-in-law’s family. We had to replace some of the things that were damaged.”
Qiao Mei nodded.
When Qiao Mei entered the master bedroom, she realized that there was still an old bed inside. It was very exquisite and the carvings on it were particularly detailed. The bed had a traditional bedframe with a moon-shaped entrance.
“Wow, I like this bed so much!” Qiao Mei hurriedly went forward to take a closer look.
The carvings on the bed frame were all done by hand and each pattern was exceptionally exquisite. All these made it very valuable and she felt fortunate that there was at least one such treasure left behind.
“This is the bed that Xia Zhe’s grandmother had slept on. Everything else is gone, I only manage to keep this one,” Xia Fang said.
Qiao Mei looked at the bedframe with the moon-shaped entry and could not bear to let go of it. Initially, she had thought about placing an arhat bed in the house where she could relax and have tea. However, after looking through the antique market, she did not manage to find a bed that she liked.
She did not expect the old house to contain so many treasures. She must take good care of them and keep them in a good condition.
Xia Fang and Xia Zhe were very happy to see how much Qiao Mei liked these items.
After looking at the two bedrooms on the east side, they went to the study and guest bedroom on the west side.
The study was empty except for a few bookshelves and a desk. There was nothing else, and it contained all modern furniture.
The guest bedroom was even more simply furnished. There was only a bed and a closet and nothing else.
Qiao Mei did not ask for more. She would just go to the antique market to buy more antiques in the future. It was already very good that the old house was maintained in this condition.
There were a total of six rooms in the side houses in the east and west wing, but there was nothing in them. There was not even any hanging piece on the wall, not to mention tables and chairs. The kitchen was located at the corner of the east wing.
There was modern furniture in the kitchen. It was well-stocked with all kinds of kitchenware, as well as a small amount of rice and oil.
Qiao Mei looked at the things and was secretly worried. It was raining heavily outside and there was nothing to eat at home. What should she do?
“Aunt, there’s nothing here. Maybe I should go out and get some groceries,” Qiao Mei said.
“At this hour, there’s nowhere to buy anything. Let’s go to neighboring Uncle Zhou’s house to ask for a meal,” Xia Fang said with a smile.
“Ah? Is this acceptable?” Qiao Mei said as she looked at Xia Fang uncertainly.
“Of course it is. I was just saying that when you two eventually move into the old house, you should invite Uncle Zhou over for a meal. Since there’s nothing at home, let’s go to Uncle Zhou’s house to cook for him. Then we can eat there too,” Xia Fang said.
Qiao Mei looked at Xia Zhe quietly, not knowing what kind of relationship Uncle Zhou had with the Xia family.
Xia Zhe nodded and whispered, “Grandpa Zhou watched me grow up and was a good friend of my grandmother. It’s alright, our families are very familiar with each other.”
Qiao Mei only felt relieved when heard Xia Zhe say this. She decided to build a good relationship with Grandpa Zhou after they moved in. When the cherry tree in this house bore fruits, she would give some to Grandpa Zhou so that he could try it and see if it was as delicious as those grown by Xia Zhe’s grandmother.
“Mei Mei, you don’t have to worry. Uncle Zhou is a nice person. He’s a loner and has no children. He lives alone,” Xia Fang said.