What should I do if the task object is slag? [Entertainment]

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An Ru sweetly shouted: "Grandpa is good."

"Hey, good." The old man looked at it for a long time, and muttered to himself: "It's too similar, it's too similar."

Anru was holding things in both hands, the little princess had no choice but to get out of the car by herself, she kept silent, refused to speak her mother tongue, and even refused to bark, she walked gracefully to Anru's legs , tilted his head towards the old man.

"Even a cat looks like this." Although the old man's voice was low, he was so excited that it was hard for people not to pay attention.

Anjou had no choice but to ask him, "What is so similar?"

"You look like a person." The old man said firmly, "Maybe it's fate."

The author has something to say: Who still remembers Wei Ya said "I think you look familiar" at the beginning

That's not really flirting hahahaha

Everyone roar!

The business trip is over! 慡! I will start making up homework tomorrow (the number of words on the list has not yet been completed, blame me for not holding on)

Chapter 22

An Ru, who had just called her grandpa, was a little guilty, but the spirit of the drama was still there, and she immediately stared into her dark eyes and asked curiously: "Who are you like? There seem to be many people who are as cute as me, but It may not be the elders of the previous family."

Anru wisely left a way out for himself, if it doesn't work, he pretends to be his grandson, it's not like he hasn't done it before, right, he does it every 40 years, and he's quite skilled in the business.

"Like a painting, I'll take you to see it."

The old man abandoned his granddaughter whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and led Anru to the studio to find the person he said was very similar.

Wei Ya, who was following behind, suddenly realized, no wonder she felt a little familiar before, but she couldn't remember where the familiarity came from. She lived with her grandfather when she was a child, and she touched all the paintings in the room. Very familiar, but I was young at that time, and I have almost forgotten it after so many years.

Anru followed the old man to the studio, and after just one glance, he felt that he was going blind, and the smile on his face was stiff. There was a painting hanging in the middle of the wall directly opposite. It was still a cheongsam, with a white cat with mandarin duck eyes lying on its lap.

Anru dares to swear to God, when the technology was not as advanced as it is now, she never had anyone draw a picture or take a photo, and how could she remember so many things in 200 years.

Weiya came in right after him. He looked at the painting on the wall without making a sound. He hadn't seen it for so many years. Now he saw a real person for comparison and found that he really looked like a person. The ancestor in the painting looked at Anru through time and space, it was so similar, with many clever eyes hidden, small dimples that appeared when she smiled, moist lips, all the favor of the Creator fell on her, teach her to smile Makes people happy.

"Heh, heh heh." An Ru said with a silly smirk, "It's pretty similar. This may be my grandma's grandma or something. Our family has a single lineage. Hehehehe, this painting skill is really good."

Woohoo!

"Maybe counting." The old man turned his head to look at Anru, and said with a smile: "It's been more than 100 years, and this painting has been passed down. Our family, a single-line painter, has been passed down to me."

The corners of Wei Ya's mouth collapsed, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Hey, everyone has their own way of life, some people love this, some people love that, just like our family's one-line matchmaker." An Ru took the opportunity to pave the way for herself, fearing that the old man would say something again, After all, people who know how to draw usually also write books, maybe write an autobiography "When I was 20 years old, I met a beautiful girl named An Ru, who taught me how to fall in love and introduced a beautiful wife. I am super happy... "

Fortunately, the old man didn't mention it. He kept saying that it was all fate, it was all fate. Today, more than 100 years after the two families, the offspring met.

Anru: Hehehe, what you said is right, fate and fate.

An Ruqiang pulled his spirits up, pretending to be his offspring with high interest, and even recalled the old story with the old man, "I heard what my mother said, and my mother heard what my grandma said, hey, how could there be now in those days?" good……"

In contrast, Wei Ya is like the one who went to someone else's house to celebrate the New Year. He sat silently beside him and couldn't get in. The two talked for an hour. Grab the gift box that came in.

The old man tried his best to refuse. He really liked Anru, and his tone of speech was not as polite as when we first met.

"That's no good, I have to live for a few days, you must open it and have a look, you must like it." An Ru put the small boxes one by one.

The box was not big, and the old man thought it was some ingenious gadget brought by Anru, so he took it apart, and his face became more serious as he looked at it, and finally said seriously: "It's too precious, you're just here for a few days, these It's too precious, it was left to you by your family? You go back and keep them well, this paperweight alone is worth the price of my old house."

The old man has no secrets at all, and he even asked Anjou to popularize when these things were obtained and what their value is, "just say that this copper Buddha paperweight is from the early Tang Dynasty. To tell you the truth, I also have one at home, which should be the same as this one. A pair, there is my ancestor's inscription on the lower corner, so it's all fate."

Anru howled infinitely in her heart, what a damn fate! Why! Why did she agree to Wei Ya to come to celebrate the New Year! What is so good about the New Year!

Anru gritted her teeth and exclaimed: "Wow! Really! Fate, no one in my family learns this. It's useless for me to keep this paperweight. It's a waste to leave good things empty. You don't need to put them in the cabinet for nothing." Copper ingots are no different, I heard Wei Ya said that you are good at painting, and handing it over to you will make the best use of everything."

The old man glanced at Wei Ya lightly with a smile, and said: "I dare not take it, I can't take it. I can't accept it anyway. There must be a reason for him to give it to my ancestors back then."

What's more, I only gave one as a gift, and I still keep one. Paperweights are always given as a pair.

Anru can't remember who gave her the paperweight more than 100 years ago, just like she doesn't remember who gave the cigarette holder. There are all kinds of boxes of jade, and she used all the money, but these objects stayed.

"It's worth nothing." An Ru said with a smile: "The value is all outside the body. Maybe one day I leave, and this thing is rotten and no one will use it. Isn't it a waste? Besides, after more than 100 years of reincarnation, it will be worthless." It's fate, it's predestined."

Wei Ya turned her head and glanced at her, and found that Anru's serious look didn't look like she was just talking about it, so she felt a little flustered inexplicably, what did she mean when she left? Where did she go?

The old man couldn't hold back An Ru, so he had no choice but to accept it.

Before it was time to eat, the old man asked Weiya to tidy up Anru's room, "If you want to bring friends back, don't tell me in advance, I asked Sister Liu to tidy up your room." He actually approved Wei Ya's room. Ya, turned her head and said kindly, "Xiao An, go up with Yaya and have a look. There are many rooms upstairs, you can live in any one you want."

Weiya, who was treated differently, murmured, "I'm an adult, don't call me by my nickname."

"How old are you? You're 28, I'm 74, what's wrong with calling you by your nickname?" The old man stared, not happy, "Drinking foreign ink, I can't even call you by your nickname, so I'll call you Mary and kiki ah?"

Wei Ya was shocked by this foreign-style name, and quickly said that Yaya is very good, and she can call it whatever she wants.

Going upstairs, Anru couldn't hold back as soon as she entered the bedroom, she squatted down and laughed, her shoulders trembled, "Yaya, your nickname is so cute."

Wei Ya was so angry that she wanted to kick her ass, snorted and said, "If you are not as cute as you, how could your family still have a traditional matchmaker? Didn't you open a dating agency to pass it down?"

An Ru stopped laughing, it's because she can't pretend to be alone, she can move around to commit crimes without opening a dating agency, and just met a descendant of a former client!

"Your family inherits craftsmanship, and our family inherits soul and soul matters. Can that be an ordinary ancestral tradition?" Anru pouted to find a reason for himself, but it was too nonsense, and Wei Ya's left ear entered , the right ear comes out.