"Sister, you will always come first in my brother's heart, even more important than myself!"

Jiang Shaotian touched his sister's head and said softly.

His voice was full of power and love, never perfunctory or coaxing.

"Brother, I know I was wrong. I will never be jealous of you again."

Mingzhu turned around, pouted, and said aggrievedly.

"Brother doesn't blame you. Okay, go to bed and stop thinking about it!"

"Well, you should go to bed early too!" Mingzhu smiled sweetly and ran to the bedroom.

Jiang Shaotian waited for his sister Suo to open the door before going back to his bedroom, thinking about what happened during the day.

He has been a little uneasy lately, always feeling that something big is going to happen, but he can't figure out what it is, so he has to give it up!

The top priority right now is to renovate the medical clinic and promote the anti-smoking patch, so that the neglected department of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine can gradually become popular.

If there is no progress and achievements, I, as the director, will lose my face.

"It's so strange, why the man in black refuses to tell me about his family's illness, and he has a strong aura of coldness about him, but his true identity cannot be seen...

Could it be that my skills are not enough? I can't even handle an ordinary person? No, he is definitely not an ordinary person. It is impossible for an ordinary person to wear a black cloak and come to me from the back door!"

When Jiang Shaotian thought of the man in the cloak, he immediately lost all sleep. He immediately put on his training clothes and went to the terrace on the second floor to recuperate his inner breath and practice the [Infinite Heavenly Lord's Merit Method] and the [Tai Shang Immortal III Nine Revolutions Art].

A night of silence.

The next morning, around seven or eight o'clock, Chen Tingwei drove over with a large number of decoration teams.

There were thirty or forty people in total, both men and women, and several of them were naturally the top designers who came yesterday.

At that time, Jiang Shaotian was chatting at the neighbor's house next door. When he heard the unusual noise at home, he immediately ran home.

If he hadn't practiced [Tai Shang Immortal III Nine Revolutions] and expanded his hearing to a range of 50 meters, "Six Doors" would have become a story.

"Crack~crack~"

There was a harsh sound of a chainsaw, and a middle-aged worker was cutting the door with the chainsaw in his hand——

"Six doors, no cutting allowed!"

In desperation, Jiang Shaotian immediately popped out a golden needle and accurately hit the electric switch on the wall.

"Pa"

The rapidly rotating chainsaw stopped running immediately. If it had been slower for even a moment, an irreversible hole would have been cut into the wooden door on the left.

"..."

The worker held up the electric saw that suddenly stopped working and looked around blankly. He was a little confused for a moment, "Huh? Why did there be a sudden power outage?"

"Power outage? Everything was fine just now...there was no power outage!"

Another worker was puzzled and pressed the switch, and the lights in the main room immediately turned on.

"Is the chainsaw broken?"

The worker looked at the chainsaw and was filled with doubts.

Because the sound of the chainsaw was too loud, he couldn't hear Jiang Shaotian's shouts ten meters away.

It wasn't until Jiang Shaotian ran to him that he woke up from a dream.

It turned out that the golden needle directly destroyed the cable switch of the electric saw, not the circuit switch in the main room.

"Six doors, don't move!"

Jiang Shaotian took back the golden needle and said with a livid face.

"Xiaotian, where have you been? Why can't you be seen so early in the morning?"

Chen Tingwei took Mingzhu's hand, ran out of the kitchen, and asked enthusiastically.

It's the weekend, otherwise she wouldn't have personally led the team to do the decoration.

From this, it can be concluded that the workers wanted to cut the wooden door secretly. Neither my sister nor Chen Tingwei knew about it and were not present at the scene.

"Weiwei, the six wooden doors of my house, as well as the banners and photos on the walls of the main room, cannot be moved or damaged in the slightest! This is my bottom line!" Jiang Shaotian said to Chen Tingwei with a serious face.

"...I understand, we will pay attention."

Chen Tingwei's smiling face was greeted by his cold face, and she felt a little unhappy in her heart, but she quickly adjusted her mood and immediately ordered the decoration team to start the nervous and orderly demolition work.

The workers did not dare to question or neglect. After putting down the electric saws, they began to remove the old wiring, damaged floors, and peeling wallpaper...

"Brother, Sister Weiwei wants to install a grand, retro, modern security door for our home..."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Mingzhu immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Sister, do you prefer the cold security door or the six wooden doors that our family has inherited for centuries?"

Jiang Shaotian stood outside the gate, looking at the six ancient wooden doors and asked.

The six golden nanmu doors in front of me, about 198 centimeters high and 68 centimeters wide, are covered with cobwebs and dust.

Especially the eye-catching plaque hanging high on the door, the words "Tiandao Chinese Medical Center", have long been blurry and cannot be seen clearly.

Because there have been a lot of changes and things going on recently, he neglected to clean, causing the house to be dirty inside and outside. The more he thought about it, the more ashamed he became.

"I like the wooden door of our house. My father said that this is a family property passed down from my great-great-grandfather, and we must not touch it..."

Mingzhu stroked the dusty wooden door and said with a hint of melancholy.

Many years ago, the old street was not called an old street, but a small village in Star City. Later, it evolved into a street office and became a prosperous neighborhood.

At that time, the Jiang family built a black-tiled adobe house here. Later, the adobe house was demolished and a wooden house was built. Later, it became the current cement house.

However, these six doors are retained.

No one knows the origin of these "six doors", but every generation knows that these six wooden doors are expensive, and they are guarded and passed down like heirlooms.

This is one of the reasons why Jiang Shaotian did not sell his ancestral property when his parents were unconscious in a car accident and Jiang Shaotian sold all his family property.

"You are right. This is a thought left by our ancestors. We must not destroy it because of our own selfish desires."

Jiang Shaotian nodded and tried to suppress his sadness.

In fact, it is more about missing my parents.

Home is still there, everything is still there.

If the six doors are dismantled, all faith and nostalgia will disappear.

"Brother, tell me, will my father and mother allow us to renovate the medical center? How about giving them a call?"

Mingzhu coldly took Jiang Shaotian's hand and said.

Those smart eyes are full of expectation.

"No, your secret will be exposed as soon as you open your mouth. If they know that you dropped out of school, they will definitely come back and kidnap you to school."

Jiang Shaotian immediately changed the subject and turned his eyes for help to Chen Tingwei who was standing aside.

He didn't know how much longer he could deceive her, but one day at a time he could deceive her.

Chen Tingwei listened to their conversation quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Then forget it."

When Mingzhu heard this, she stuck out her tongue and said.

"Xiaotian, I have a way to protect these six doors better without destroying them." Chen Tingwei suddenly said.

"Tell me about it."

Jiang Shaotian did have limited knowledge about decoration, otherwise he would not have allowed these six wooden doors to be cared for by dust and spiders all day long.

"There is a top-quality clear water paint in the world that is colorless, odorless and environmentally friendly. When applied to wooden furniture, it will not stain or attract dust. It will also act as a layer of protection against mildew, moisture and moth. It is most suitable for this kind of furniture.

It’s an ancient six-door wooden door.”

"Well, it sounds good. You can try it with other furniture first." Jiang Shaotian thought for a while and said.

If this kind of clear water paint really existed, no matter how much money he spent, he would buy a few barrels of it.

"Son, you are really a cautious and cautious person."

Chen Tingwei pinched Jiang Shaotian's arm and said.

"Be careful when sailing for thousands of years. I don't want it to be passed on to my generation and destroy the faith and family business of our ancestors."

Jiang Shaotian raised his head, looked at the gray plaque and said.

"Okay! I understand! I will give you a high-end, retro and elegant Tiandao Chinese Medical Clinic!"

"Thank you!"

"Don't be polite to me, I'll call someone to send a few buckets of clear water paint first..."

After Chen Tingwei looked at him lovingly, she walked out of the door and walked to a deserted place.

She didn't ask people to deliver clear water paint. Instead, she forced the senior management of her company to quickly deliver the only three barrels of clear water paint.
To be continued...