MTL - Spending the Villain’s Money to Extend My Life-Chapter 72
Gu Shishi went to the studio to teach and started a busy day.
And Huo Shicai took it out of his bedroom at eight o'clock, put on a formal dress, and went to the restaurant for breakfast.
He didn't say anything, but it was a full hour later than usual.
Uncles in the kitchen are quiet.
The last one to pick up the Secretary, I feel that the sun is probably coming out from the west.
The boss did not run in the morning.
The boss had a late breakfast.
Even... I haven’t been to the company yet, and I’ve been thinking about shifting at night.
"A new list of movies, send me another one."
"Book the evening tonight."
Secretary silently agreed.
I didn’t make a trip last time watching the movie. I have to compensate her this time.
Huo Shou did not feel any abnormality. When he sat in the back seat, he opened the working documents that were left last night and eventually not completed.
"The morning meeting was postponed for one hour."
He has not had time to read the information.
Division I: "..."
Since then, the faint prince is not early... the boss, it’s really fallen to nowhere!
He is embarrassed to remind the boss that they are still not married.
After getting married, is it still?
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At the moment, Chen’s house.
The guests have arrived all the time.
Chen Kexin followed her grandmother and took everyone to her grandmother's collection hall.
Almost all the families that have made friends with Chen are very clear. The old lady of Chen family likes classical works of art.
From jade, tree carving, to ink painting, and even some antique porcelain and wooden furniture, she loves collecting.
Every time you receive a rare object, you will invite your friends to watch it at home and have a small tea party.
After a while, she will engage in a relatively large-scale gathering in the circle, invite some celebrities, masters, and taste her collection.
For collectors, the display of the collection is an important ritual.
How the collections were born, how did they meet these collections, and even how they could see the heroes, and they found the treasures from the objects in a bunch of small vendors.
Not only do people want to see things, but also talk and tell stories.
Therefore, other collectors and artists in the circle must not only support the audience, but also give appropriate comments. Sometimes, it is necessary to identify the authenticity and value of the ornaments, and give the host a quasi-letter, is it a real leak?
If it is a real baby, other people, even if they don't know how to do it, must take the opportunity to praise the master's eyes.
Even if it is a fake, it is necessary to praise a few words before the experts decide, so as not to get the host to come down.
Today, Mrs. Chen’s wife is obviously full of confidence and has invited most of the wealthy families in the circle.
"Let's just look around."
"I met a noble person this year and I was lucky enough to get a few treasures."
She talked about painting, but there were not many paintings in the room, and there were only a dozen or so in total.
Placed on the painting shelf, or hanging on the wall to form a shaft, the look is also patchwork, and some are placed in the middle of a few jade as a decoration.
"Wencheng Grandma."
Although Mrs. Chen’s age is large, her eyes are very sharp.
"Wen Cheng mother, you are here."
Originally, Chen Huo’s relationship was not close and it was considered a competitor.
In addition, after the Huo family accident, only the young son and the son-in-law were left. On many occasions, the Huo family no longer participated.
Most of the ten friends gatherings will not call Huo.
However, she thought that Gu Shishi would marry Huo Shishen, and Mrs. Chen specially sent an invitation letter to Huo.
I want to ease the relationship with Huo Jia for the granddaughter I just recognized.
This Huo family feels that the eldest son is a close relative, but since he has also been asked to find a few fiancee, he does not care about it.
Mrs. Chen’s wife thought that Gu’s teacher did not care for her family’s asylum. It would be good if she could get some family love from Huo’s family.
Immediately, I also had a smile on the poor mother-in-law.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Today, you are my guest, just follow me."
Mrs. Chen’s wife happily provoked the hand of Huo’s grandmother.
"If you have something you like, just tell me."
Others did not care about her, and she really liked the paintings of Gu Shishi. The Huo family took one or two deputies as a family member, and it was a filial piety.
Mrs. Chen is interested in giving them a bridge.
Without relatives and love, a little girl has to hold up a home, and only the people who come to know how hard it is.
Huo Mu and Mrs. Huo’s wife suddenly felt flattered.
"How can you win what you love?"
"Chu Chu, hello with Chen Grandma."
"I just thought which girl is so beautiful. It turned out that we are very familiar. Come and come over and look at Chen’s grandmother. It seems to be beautiful again. Did you see you three years ago? Did you grow taller?”
Mrs. Chen is very affectionate.
"Chen grandma..."
Huo Chuchu's attention is still mostly drawn, and suddenly laughed.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw the iconic seal of ‘Ink and Wash,’ and the whole person was awkward.
I am completely immersed in the ‘I’m really a big cow’, ‘so arrogant, no wonder I can teach myself’, ‘I even looked down on the big bang’ at the time...
At the moment, she took the courage to ask curiously, "Chen grandma, this painting where you got it? Buy it?"
She knew that Gu Shishi had a Taobao shop. At that time, she felt that she was not enough atmosphere and advised her to sell to the high-end market through regular calligraphy and painting channels.
However, Gu Shishi said at the time that he had few finished products. In addition to the auction, which channel is the same.
Huo Chuchu did not want to understand at the time, and once wanted to place an order in the future for Taobao.
But it has not been sold, the online store always shows no goods.
But she saw a few paintings of this house today, most of which are familiar with Taobao’s sold out inventory, or those who have sold the teacher’s circle of friends, and they have a big surprise in their hearts. Some of them have realized the teacher. The meaning at the time.
There is no sales channel, because it was also sold to the aristocratic circle!
Chen Jia grandma actually played Taobao, is Taobao buyers?
"This is a long story."
Mrs. Chen’s wife loves to say this.
At the moment, she took Huo Chuchu on her left hand and hooked Huo’s grandmother on her right hand. She sent her granddaughter Chen Kexin to her birthday ceremony. Later, she asked her granddaughter to contact the master to buy the follow-up paintings.
Just did not say the identity of the teacher, and her live broadcast.
Live broadcast, Mrs. Chen did not know.
Chen Kexin did not say anything because she was afraid that her grandmother would indulge in the network.
But even so, Huo Chuchu was shocked and stunned.
No wonder that the swimsuit party, she felt that Chen Kexin was very strange.
In the past, Chen Kexin has been very close to Gu Wushuang and Luo Yuting. Later, when she returned to study for four years, she was more alienated from other friends. She only had close ties with Gu Wushuang.
But that day, Chen Kexin was always around the teacher, and she was the first to draw a red plum on her back, which was followed by a ‘tattoo’ craze.
Chen Kexin also knows that Gu Shishi, then Mrs. Chen, who knows...
Huo Chuchu looked at Mrs. Chen with some suspicion.
She only listened to her mother's attachment. "I saw the "Four Sons and Birthdays" on that day. I was very impressed. The style was mature, the strokes were smooth, and the characters were more vivid. I went back to my mother and said, but she didn't come that day. Your party, didn't see it."
That day, Mrs. Huo was not feeling well, so she did not go to the birthday party.
Mrs. Chen’s eyes suddenly brightened. “That’s not too late to watch today.”
She naturally wants to give the teacher a chance to show.
Sure enough, before the painting, even if Mrs. Chen, who had already seen thousands of times, could not help but be addicted again, let alone the mother-in-law who had only seen it once, and the first lady who met with Huo. .
"Four Sons and Birthday Maps" is the first time that Gu Shishi used his immersive figures.
Full of the respect and blessing of the juniors to the elders.
Any old man and woman who have raised children and like children will involuntarily indulge in it.
Ten of them, eight of them will think of their children.
The young Huo Chuchu still has no feelings, only he feels good-looking.
But Huo Mu has already shaken, "It’s like..."
Did not say who, but the expression is already sad and happy, it seems to extend the right hand to touch the picture.
Hand touch painting paper is a taboo in the collection world.
However, the people who watched the paintings at the moment were obsessed, and no one stopped them.
Only Huo Chuchu saw the truth and was busy pulling his mother.
But she just took a while and didn't wait for her to stop, but she heard the whisper of her grandmother.
"Xiao Shen..."
The old voice made Huo Chuchu a shock.
When she turned her head back, she saw that her grandmother’s face had been pale and a lot of pale, and a pair of dim eyes were flooded with water...
"This is Xiao Shen..."
Another word of Huo’s grandmother was actually tears.
Standing next to the Huomu, who had just lost control, heard the painful cry, but suddenly awakened from the painting.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
She smashed an old lady.
Don't say that Huo Shishen has been driven out of the house, that is, he has not been driven out of the Huo family, nor can he be in front of the Chen family, saying that the children in Heshouli are like the fathers.
Huo Chuchu has also stepped out of the shock, looked at his mother's anxiety, and could not help but feel sad.
If even your own relatives are so eager to avoid the big brother, then what about others?
Only Mrs. Chen, who is unclear, is still happy.
She hopes that the teacher can have a good relationship with her, otherwise Huo Shishen bullied her one day, and no one can suppress his elders.
Chen Jia is an outsider, and he will not be able to help the young couple.
"Right, Chu Chu Ma, your eldest son is also going to marry and have a happy event. The rumors of childhood should not be too true. It has been so many years. Your big wife, later brought her to play here."
Mrs. Chen tried to say something.
Huomu is a face that changes immediately.
After the accident, they lost their pillars and rarely attended outside gatherings.
Mainly worried about other people asking questions, not only in their wounds, but also as a mother, she does not want to say the eldest son of the father.
She subconsciously avoided, "all separated, they have passed."
In a simple sentence, the invitation of Mrs. Chen’s wife was rejected.
Mrs. Chen’s face was ugly on the spot.
She did not expect Huo to reject it so quickly.
Moreover, she talked about the wedding, a mother, she did not expect a happy expression of her son's marriage.
Huo Chuchu, who was next to him, saw it clearly and couldn’t help but loosen the hand of the mother.
Mrs. Huo also wiped the water from the corner of her eye and finally pulled away from the painting. "Chen's sister, the bowl next to it is also interesting. Can you take us to see?"
It was also a topic of transfer, and I didn’t want to continue discussing the grandchildren.
The expression is calm and calm, as if I had just seen the painting and thought that the grandson was not her at all.
Huo Chuchu had a sour eye and looked down at the tile texture on the floor.
I almost fell into tears.
The author has something to say: Hey, I ate a salted chicken yesterday.
I remember when I was young, the salty chicken chicken next to the school gate was tender, fragrant and soft. I wanted to focus on the temperature, and the result... ah, it made me salty and collapsed, and it was not good at all!
I can’t go back, oh, if you know what a delicious chicken takeaway, you must tell me.
National chain brands, there are meters?
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Yes, I only have to eat late at night in my mind... um... So, I wonder, I can probably write a lifetime of food, huh, huh!