[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

It's on, I'll keep the phone at hand, my phone number was chosen by my brother, he must be very familiar with it..."

After sending Mo Qingyun out of the door, Mo Yi, who was the last one, turned his head and looked at Mo Fan with deep eyes: "No matter what the situation, we must keep in touch."

"En." Mo Fan nodded, first turned and went back upstairs.

Mo Yi stood at the door, watching Mo Fan's figure disappear into the shadow of the stairs, turned his head, and walked towards the auction house with Luo Jiasheng and the others.

Back in the room, Mo Fan sat on the bed, dragged out the box that couldn't fit in the space from the cabinet, opened the box, and took out his mother's diary from it.

After opening the diary again, and knowing about his father's life experience, Mo Fan found that the parts in the diary that he thought he couldn't understand at first seemed very simple now.

In fact, his parents had given him hints a long time ago, but these hints were ignored by him for various reasons.

It's his fault!

He took out the items in the box one by one. Originally, Mo Fan thought that they were just left by his parents as a souvenir for him, but now it seems that there are many items with special significance mixed in.

Aren't they afraid that these things will really be taken away by those people?

Looking at the things he took out, Mo Fan immediately overturned his own thoughts. If those people really took these things, they would definitely sell them all, not to mention whether they could open the box , but it cannot be opened. Once this box appears on the market, it will inevitably cause commotion, and the final result of the commotion must be that he is found, and at that time he will be forced to recognize the owner.

And once he recognizes the master and returns to the sect, who else among those people can do anything to him?

Putting those items with special significance aside, and then putting those items that were really just left for him as souvenirs back into the box, Mo Fan sat on the bed, looked at the things placed beside the bed, and couldn't help but feel lost for a while. I don't know what I should do.

An old-fashioned pistol, a booklet that was not thick but filled with the names of people surnamed Mo, and a long life lock that seemed to be made of sterling silver.

Although the three things are not big, it is inevitable to be eye-catching.If he decides to recognize the master and return to the sect, these things must be sent to the Mo family. At that time, he is not alone, but like Mo Yi, he must consider whether it is beneficial to the family at every step. .

And if he decides to pretend that he doesn't know... then he is still such a lonely person, an ordinary person who can deal with emerald antiques when he is interested and lucky.

Mo Fan doesn't know which is more important, which is right and which is wrong.

"Kang Dang—Kang Dang——" There was a sound of knocking on the door, and Mo Fan, who was awakened from thinking, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and suddenly found that Mo Yi and the others had been to the auction house for more than an hour. , It's been almost an hour and a half since that person called him, and this person should also be coming.

Putting the things back into the cabinet, Mo Fan locked the door, walked down the stairs, and walked to the door with the sound of knocking on the door.

If that guy hadn't called the guards beforehand, would this guy be able to come in?Standing at the door and imagining that the man was going to knock on the door without ringing the bell, a sneer flashed in Mo Fan's eyes.

Opening the door, there was a typical rural old man standing at the door.Wearing a fancy cloth shirt, a pair of dark blue cloth pants, a pair of black old-fashioned cloth shoes, hair dyed with silver frost was tightly tied behind the head with a rather old-looking hairpin, facing Mo Fan, his face It's a disgusting dislike.

"You little brat, do you want to..."

"Come in, don't embarrass yourself at the door." Mo Fan ignored the man's shrill voice that roared as soon as he saw him. He still had some impressions of this so-called grandma, a typical rural old woman, typical only for herself A stepmother who thinks about her children.

Entering the house from outside the door, the arrangement of the living room is due to the rich collection left by Mo Fan's parents and the various items contributed by other people in the team. Knowing that it is definitely worth tens of thousands of gold, and even people who don't know anything, when they see these decorations like decorations, they can see that these are not ordinary products, even if some people think that these are high imitations or fakes. Something imitated from other cheap materials.

Looking at the decoration in the living room, the old lady's face changed several times, and the greed and injustice in her eyes became more and more obvious.

"Why don't you invite me to sit down?" It was probably because Mo Fan hadn't expressed anything since he let her in. Although the old man's tone was not as aggressive as when he was outside the door, there was definitely a lot of domineering in it.

"The sofa is the traditional hardwood furniture of rosewood. Because rosewood is no longer produced naturally, and the output of artificial planting is also very small, so the price of this set is around 60." Mo Fan's voice was very calm and steady, Although he didn't know whether the price was exaggerated or low, but he knew that for a rural woman, the price was already scary.

"Under the sofa is a pure wool carpet. The craftsmanship comes from Axminster in the UK. A piece costs tens of thousands of pounds, and our price is more than [-] yuan," Luo Jiasheng told Mo when he brought the carpet. Fan's, it is said that this is his favorite rug, and he brought it here just to see it every day.

66. The mother clan strikes

"Forget it, don't sit down." The old lady was so frightened that she didn't dare to touch these things when she heard Mo Fan's words. up.

"Boy, your parents have passed away for so many years. I think back when they were still at home..." The old lady took out a handkerchief, and while touching her face, she boasted to Mo Fan.

"When you were still at home?" I'm afraid this person doesn't even know his own name.Mo Fan looked at the old lady's incongruity, his heart became more calm, and the expression on his face became more indifferent: "Isn't it just working like a cow and a horse every day, so that your children have time to rest?" There are very few impressions of Mo Fan, but for some impressive things, even if you try to forget them, you can still remember them vividly when you see this person again.

"You...you unfilial son and grandson, when disasters hit three years ago, everyone was working hard just to have food to eat, even your younger brother was working, and you just had nothing to do all day long. I will look for your parents at dawn, and if you can’t find them, you will be there and yell. Seeing that you were young back then, we didn’t say anything, and you were always crying and running around at that time. If I hadn’t dragged you at home, Do you still have a good day today?" The old lady looked at Mo Fan, the bitterness in her words was not concealed at all.

"I even remember the time very clearly." Mo Fan actually only remembered things, but the specific time was not clear: "If I remember correctly, at that time my parents worked [-] hours a day, and your children worked [-] hours a day. You can only work ten hours at most. My parents got the most work points at that time, but you will take half of the money you get each time in the name of pension prevention. Occasionally you will buy some candy, but never There is something for me."

Children actually remember the favoritism of adults most clearly. Most people will not remember the kindness of their parents when they were very young when they grow up, but they will remember the occasional severe beating and favoritism. Clearly.

"I didn't give it to you. When you were young, you got the most from me. Not only did you not give it to your younger brother, but they beat you when they asked you for it." The old lady yelled loudly, as if everything was occupied by her. reason.

These things seem to be the opposite.Mo Fan sneered in his heart, but a deep exhaustion couldn't help coming up, telling him clearly that he was tired of this person in his heart.

"You know exactly what it is like. I am the one who has already downloaded your family tree. It is just a waste of time to tell you more about it." Feeling my own fatigue, I was ready to humiliate the old lady After a meal, Mo Fan just wanted to end everything quickly, and then go upstairs to sleep.

"You don't have our surname in your genealogy." The old lady looked at Mo Fan, and there was nothing but injustice and greed in her eyes.

"My surname is Mo, and I'm far away from your house." Mo Fan looked at the old lady, and he didn't plan to think about the old lady's ups and downs memory: "If you have anything to say, just say it, don't worry about it." If you need to talk to me about something here, I will do what I can, and I will do it to help my mother perform filial piety for you one last time."

Hearing Mo Fan's words, the old lady stopped making trouble immediately, her voice was not loud, and her children and grandchildren became filial. She stared straight at Mo Fan with a pair of small inverted triangle eyes, as if she wanted to see what Mo Fan could do. To what extent: "Sure enough, I'm still a filial son. It's no thanks to your parents who worked so hard to bring you up. You've made a fortune in the city now. Now that you've made a fortune, you can't forget your roots. Look, you bought it How big is this house? Even the best house in our village is not as beautiful as yours.

I have only been a daughter like your mother in my life. I am worried about her when she leaves like this.Didn’t your mother leave behind a lot of things when she left, no matter what it is, just give me two or three boxes.And your uncle is also going down now