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Chapter 129 Uncle President
I thought that the two villas are in the same community, and the decoration style should be similar.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Xiao is even more obsessed with ancient culture than his father. The huge villa is all designed in an ancient style, and there are a variety of antique decorations and ancient paintings.

"Wow!" Lin Fengxi exclaimed: "Master Xu's picture of a horse! The wind painter's picture of elegant figures! The blue water carved porcelain vase auctioned last year!"

In the open kitchen, Xiao Erqing stood gracefully, looking at the yellow-orange-orange millet porridge in the pot, and occasionally raised his eyes to look at the lovely person in the living room who was dangling around with an excited face.

He rarely had guests here, and it was the first one as active as hers.

Lin Fengxi cheered: "Uncle! Are you a residence or a museum? It can't be too good!"

Xiao Erqing was amused by her, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"I like to collect antiques, but I don't like to hide them all in a safe. Good art needs to be viewed and appreciated."

"Hey! I think so too!" Lin Fengxi's eyes sparkled, and he explained: "The reason why a work of art is art is that someone needs to appreciate it and give it a sense of art, otherwise there is no art. My room is not big, but As long as there is a blank space, I will hang it here and there. Every day when I wake up and open my eyes, I can see the pleasing ancient calligraphy and paintings, and I feel very good!"

Many people in the antique world regard antiques as treasures and protect them, hiding them in the most secure safes, guarding them in fear.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Xiao's ideas and practices coincide with his own!

It's so late to see you!
She couldn't help getting excited, she just missed shaking hands.

Xiao Erqing smiled softly: "That's quite pleasant. I'm still a layman when it comes to antiques. The main thing is that the elders in the family like them, and Brother Guanghui is also close to the profession, so he likes them subconsciously. Buy some and put them at home. For many people , I am reckless."

"You can't say that." Lin Fengxi said: "The value of an antique lies in its artistry and rarity. Some people like to appreciate it, and some people are willing to pay for it, so it has value, otherwise, it is ancient garbage. "

Xiao Erqing smiled again, stirring the millet porridge with a wooden spoon in his hand.

"Ancient rubbish? If Brother Guanghui hears your ideas, he will definitely be angry."

Lin Fengxi gave up, and said: "I am different from my father. He is a person who takes care of antiques as his life, and has almost lofty emotional sustenance."

Xiao Erqing raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What about you?"

"Me!" Lin Fengxi giggled, and answered confidently: "I regard them as treasures that make money! Treasures that can bring me money and enjoyment."

Xiao Erqing smiled again, his wise eyes were full of smiles.

"Many antique people have thoughts like yours, but they are secretive and insincere. They always like to cover up their goals as adoration-like cherished emotions. Only you dare to speak out so frankly."

Lin Fengxi shrugged and muttered: "That's what I think, there is nothing to hide! I admit that I love money, and this is not a fatal flaw that cannot be cured. What are you afraid of? It would be hypocritical to deny the facts. I don't like."

Xiao Er smiled lowly, and pointed his chin to the small sandalwood dining table on the other side.

"The millet porridge is ready, go and eat."

"Thank you uncle!" Lin Fengxi said happily: "Then I will not be polite."

Xiao Erqing looked at Keren who was happily eating opposite, and suddenly felt better.

No wonder Brother Guanghui always looks happy every time he talks about his daughter, this lovely person is really interesting.

(End of this chapter)