Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

"..."

Li Xiangfu's lips trembled slightly, trying not to laugh out loud, he took a forced breath and said comfortingly, "The prices were not very high at that time, seven thousand was already outstanding."

Previously, he could handle the ups and downs of babbling and singing, but now there is a trill in a short sentence.

Qin Jin had already started dialing the report number, and just about to press the dial button, Wei Liang's hand came over to stop the follow-up actions.

The temperature transmitted by the skin was extremely real. Qin Jin looked up and saw that there was still a lingering smile in Li Xiangfu's eyes.

"Wait first." Li Xiangfu said.

Looking around, he was sure that most of the people were concentrating on listening to the play, and he winked at Qin Jin: "I'm going to see this sister Hua again."

Qin Jin didn't speak, but stood up.

The two left at the same time, the neighbor couldn't help blinking ambiguously, and whispered: "It seems to be going to the toilet."

Li Xiangfu went there only a few minutes ago, and now he is going again, and he also specially called Qin Jin, the secrets in it make people daydream.

In the dark corridor, Sister Hua was on the phone, when she saw Li Xiangfu, her eyes lit up, thinking that he had changed his mind.The next second he saw Qin Jin behind him, the light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Wealth and wealth are in danger, she had been eyeing Li Xiangfu all the time before, and even secretly shot a video to prove his excellent genes.

Now that the Dongchuang incident happened, he regretted it again.

Li Xiangfu didn't look at her very much, since just now he has been lowering his head to send messages to others, and finally raised his head after a long while: "We didn't come here to settle old scores."

After finishing talking, he zoomed in on the photo of Xiang Tuo sent by Li Xichun, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the first floor, find a way to meet this man alone, and offer 10 yuan to ask him if he would like to donate sperm."

"One hundred thousand?" Sister Hua was so surprised that she forgot her fear. She squinted her eyes and stared at the photo for a long time, then said poisonously, "On this condition, seven thousand five thousand is too much for me."

"..."

Seemingly thinking of some embarrassing past events, Sister Hua hastily and carefully explained to Qin Jin: "The [-] back then was just the starting price..."

Not daring to face the sharp eyes, the more he talked, the more guilty he hung his head.

"Do as he says." Qin Jin was too lazy to say a word.

Sister Hua: "This money..."

"Tell the other party that as long as you agree, you can immediately pay half of the deposit in advance." Li Xiangfu took out the business card she had missed earlier from her left hand: "I will contact you later."

Sister Hua: "My small business..."

"It's a no-cost business," Li Xiangfu reminded: "I didn't ask you to actually send money, I just want to confirm this man's attitude."

Sister Hua gritted her teeth, and the muscles on her face trembled: "Okay."

"Quickly stop this kind of activity, and we will hear similar things later, you know the consequences." Li Xiangfu gave a 'tsk' before leaving: "I have to say, you have no discernment at all."

Qin Jin was startled, and laughed lowly: "Don't complain about me on this matter."

After listening to the play, Li Xiangfu was absent-minded throughout the whole process, and subconsciously hoped that Xiang Tuo would be fine, and that this encounter would lead to a good marriage.

Not long after the play ended, a message came from Sister Hua: "I asked him quietly while his girlfriend was going to the bathroom. His expression at that time was so wonderful, and then..."

Li Xiangfu felt slightly relieved: "I firmly rejected you?"

"He widened his eyes and said 'There's such a good thing.'"

"..."

"I saw that it was just a subconscious reaction, and soon he was talking about him, looking like he was going to refuse but was not willing, I don't know how to describe it..."

Li Xiangfu: "If you want to refuse, you still welcome."

"That's right!" Sister Hua exclaimed, "That's how it feels."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiangfu sent the follow-up results to Li Xichun, looked up and said, "I'm going back early."

Coming so prepared makes people a little uneasy, as if there is a big pit waiting for them to step on.

Qin Jin reminded: "Check to see if there are any tickets."

Li Xiangfu searched, and all the air tickets within two days were sold out, and he didn't want to transfer to other cities.

"I can use a private jet to send you back, but it will be early in the morning at the earliest, and the process must be reported."

"..."

Li Xiangfu finally rejected Qin Jin, and sighed that he didn't understand the world of the rich.

Back in the guest room, Li Shasha didn't go to the theater tonight, and was sitting by the bed playing Rubik's Cube quietly. After a while, Li Xichun also came back, with a complex expression that could be described in words.

"Have you finished talking?" Li Xiangfu asked.

Li Xichun shook his head: "I didn't expose it on the spot."

He drank his saliva and frowned: "The eldest brother also sent a message, confirming that Xiang Tuo is a fisherman, and he is a local. He has never been out of Yaochuan before."

This is quite intriguing.

Li Xiangfu emphasized the need to go back as soon as possible. Xiang Tuo's existence proves that someone is making targeted arrangements. It is too risky to debunk the conspiracy.

"The family has already contacted the private jet, and we can leave at five o'clock in the morning after the flight is approved."

"..." Li Xiangfu smiled dryly: "Our family...is so unsophisticated."

Li Xichun was amused: "A couple of years ago, Dad just bought one for the convenience of going out. What does it have to do with simplicity?"

She went to pack her luggage, Li Xiangfu leaned on the back of the chair and sat down: "I'm probably the most failed rich second generation."

Even buying a guqin has to rely on DNA testing to make money.

Li Shasha played the Rubik's Cube calmly, and said lightly: "I, a rich third generation, follow you, and I never live a good life."

"..."

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Appreciating the clouds at night from high in the sky, the soul seems to be quiet.

Li Xichun had already put on the blindfold and went to sleep. Li Xiangfu covered Li Shasha with a blanket, folded his arms and put down the chair, and was also ready to go to sleep.

Li Shasha suddenly said: "We're leaving like this, how did Qin Jiayu send the petals?"

"Save up for a day, and you can send a courier."

Li Shasha turned his head: "But he is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, wouldn't it be uncomfortable to interrupt the day?"

Li Xiangfu opened his eyes: "It makes sense." After thinking for a while, he said, "Well, the express delivery will be rejected for two days after we go back, so that he will feel more uncomfortable."

Yu Bi slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep without paying attention.

Staring at the other person's sleeping face for a few seconds, Li Shasha felt that Qin Jiayu's obsessive-compulsive disorder would be cured by the host's violence sooner or later.

The plane had arrived before dawn, and Li Huaichen personally drove to pick them up. Before entering the door, Li Xiangfu was stunned: "When did the threshold be repaired?"

A crossbar was suddenly installed at the entrance, not to mention how weird it was.

Li Huaichen: "Dad asked the feng shui master to figure it out and find someone to hurry up and fix it."

Li Xichun stepped over the threshold, took off his high heels, and asked, "Is there a business problem?"

Li Huaichen was expressionless: "Because you have met many times with unkind people, Dad was so excited to ask someone to look at Feng Shui. The Feng Shui master said that adding a crossbar has good meaning, which symbolizes that 'a family has a hundred girls,' and one day they will be asked to marry. People step over the threshold."

Obviously, he was also a little speechless about this decoration.

Li Xichun's mouth twitched when he heard the words, and he muttered, "Some people believe this too."

"Where's the second brother?" Li Xiangfu asked.

"in the room."

Li Xiangfu went upstairs and asked Li Anqing to get back his old phone. Now the amnesia stalk can no longer be used, and many things are bound to his original number, which is convenient to use.

I didn't have enough sleep time on the plane, and it was already bright when I woke up from sleep.

After eating something, Li Xiangfu went to the courtyard with his qin in his arms. He didn't play it for a long time, as if the qin was lonely, so he put down the guqin, and a notification sound came from the phone.

[-:Where are you? ]

Li Xiangfu replied: [At home. ]

The other party did not send a message after that.

Li Shasha waited to listen to the piano, and said in a perfunctory manner: "Those who achieve great things don't care about small details, Qin Jiayu is too particular about rituals to achieve great things."

Said and waved: "Don't worry, play music first."

Li Xiangfu sat down and maintained a calm and far-reaching attitude, and began to play the piano.

Just after shaking the strings a few times, Mr. Li suddenly walked to the courtyard and asked him to go out to exercise and climb mountains. By the way, he would talk about what happened in Yaochuan.

Feeling that the latter is the key point, Li Xiangfu went back to his room and changed into sportswear.When he came out, he found that Li Xichun was also there, and the latter shrugged helplessly: "Dad wants to know about Xiang Tuo from me."

There is a famous mountain nearby, which has been developed into a small scenic spot in recent years, and you need to pay the entrance fee every time you go up.

The three of them climbed up the stone steps slowly and at a constant speed, relying on the natural landscape to cultivate their sentiments, the depression in Li Xichun's heart dissipated a lot, and slowly talked about the encounter with Xiang Tuo.Because we have only been together for a few days, we quickly finish talking about everything in detail.

Mr. Li pondered: "It really seems to be hired by someone to make trouble."

Li Xichun: "There are still some things that don't make sense."

Looking for wealth and color?

If this is the case, there is no need to add a middleman, and hiring people to pursue is purely a waste of capital.

When Mr. Li spoke, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the fortune teller in front of him.

Li Xichun could tell what he was planning at a glance: "If it's up to you, I won't go."

Just look for a famous mountain, there are several fortune tellers on it, Li Xichun doesn't believe it at all.

Mr. Li is not a particularly superstitious person in his bones, he really went there after being excited by his daughter's words.However, he didn't report the horoscope of his birthday casually, he only measured the horoscope.

The fortune teller stroked his sparse beard: "I can see that you have been troubled recently."

Li Xichun laughed out loud from behind.

Mr. Li's expression is also a bit unnatural, and he even omitted the process of deciphering the characters, which can be said to be perfunctory to the extreme.For the sake of face, he insisted on counting: "It's a little bit, a child in my family can never meet a lover."

The pretense of fortune-telling is profound: "When God closes this door, he will open another door for you."

Now even Li Xiangfu couldn't listen anymore: "I remember this saying comes from the Bible."

Should local fortune tellers believe in gods?

The fortune-teller is indeed a scumbag, pretending to be wearing sunglasses.

The lens was too dirty to see clearly, and seeing Li Xiangfu standing sideways not far away with long hair, he thought he was also a girl.Quickly asked: "Those two are your children?"

Mr. Li nodded.

The fortune teller slapped his thigh: "Look, isn't this just a door and another door?"

"..."

The author has something to say: Today:

Mr. Li: ... This is a waste of money.

later:

Mr. Li: Please pay attention to order and line up to receive the number plate of love.

Qin Jin: What's my number?

Mr. Li: Ten digits.

Qin Jin: ...