City: Start from participating in the Appreciation Program

Chapter 172 Rare Treasures

Luo's father looked at Luo's angry mother, and comforted him: "Calm down, old lady, don't be angry because of this trivial matter."

"We don't do good deeds for the sake of rewards. We do what we do. What happens next has nothing to do with us. We just need to have a clear conscience."

"Besides, maybe it's really a family heirloom. He gave you all his most important family heirlooms. Isn't that his recognition of you?"

Luo's mother said speechlessly: "Look at that broken painting. It's a family heirloom. I'll go to the market and buy it for you. It's no problem to buy three for 100 yuan."

Luo Fan, who was driving, said with a smile, "Mom, that's because you are thinking too much. I think Auntie is a sincere worshiper. Even if that painting is not a family heirloom, it is still very important to her."

"She should bow to the Buddha every morning and evening. Without this painting, she would have no way to bow to the Buddha."

"Yes, yes, yes." Luo's mother hurriedly said, "She has to worship the Buddha for a quarter of an hour every morning and evening. It looks like she is serious."

"It's a pity that the Buddha didn't bless her, and he didn't seem to bring her much good luck."

"Oh, didn't I take away her important things like this, no, I have to give it back to her."

Luo Fan shook his head and said, "That's unnecessary. If you don't accept this painting, she won't feel at ease."

"After all, she also knows how kind you are to her. With such a strong character, she will definitely feel very uncomfortable if she receives your favor for nothing."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't pay homage to the Buddha. I feel that apart from being a kind of psychological comfort, it has no other effect at all."

"If you have this time, it's better to work hard to do something else, and it's better than wasting it on it."

"Anyway, this painting is not a valuable thing. Mom, you can accept it with confidence. It can be regarded as a testimony of your chance encounter."

After Luo Fan's comfort, Luo's mother finally thought about it a lot, and said: "In this way, I misunderstood."

"Son, you have opened up your mind when you go out this time. I was taken aback by this principle. No wonder you can become a professor. Compared with your father, you are much more powerful."

"???"

Luo's father wondered why I was innocent again. You can praise your son, but there is no need to hurt me by the way!
Fortunately, Luo Fan's hometown is not too far from City C. Even though the three of them had been delayed for a long time, they finally arrived in front of Luo Fan's villa around ten o'clock.

Luo's father and Luo's mother looked at the luxuriously decorated villa in front of them, widened their eyes, and said, "Luofan, this is your home? Did you go the wrong way?"

Although they have accepted the fact that their son has become a professor and bought a luxury car, the villa in front of them still shocked them. This is not comparable to their wooden house in the countryside.

Luo Fan said with a smile: "If this is not my house, who else is it? Didn't you hear the security guard shouting at the door to welcome the owner home?"

"Also, I have the key here, and I will open the door and take you in right away."

"Then you don't rent it temporarily, do you?" Luo Fan asked suspiciously, "I read related news on the Internet, and some people like to rent villas to support their business."

Luo Fan was speechless, and said, "Mom, is your son this kind of person?"

"With that money, I might as well buy you some clothes. Why do you have to face the pain?"

"Besides, your son is a person who can be rated as a professor, so it's reasonable to be able to buy a villa, right?"

Luo's mother said with certainty: "It's unreasonable, very unreasonable. After all, you've only been here for a long time, and the professor only made the evaluation today. It's simply unreasonable."

Seeing that the explanation didn't make sense, Luo Fan had no choice but to give up, anyway, living for a long time would naturally prove everything.

At this moment, feeling the familiar atmosphere, Rhubarb also greeted them happily, barking to express his welcome to the three of them.

Rhubarb rushed directly into Luo's mother's arms, wagging its tail like a small electric fan, and looked at Luo's mother flatteringly.

Seeing Rhubarb, Luo's mother pampered it's head and said, "Oh, it seems that this is our son's house, otherwise why would Rhubarb live here."

"I haven't seen Rhubarb for a long time, but he has grown up a lot, and he is not crooked. He is still so handsome, which is great."

Luo Fan looked at the scene in front of him with a look of surprise, feeling that all his tongue-in-cheek was in vain, and he was not as real as rhubarb, which really meant that people are not as good as dogs.

However, Luo Fan would not compete with a dog here, but took the initiative to help his parents carry the luggage.

Although Luo Fan's villa is not particularly big, it is definitely enough for a family of three.

Luo Fan even prepared his parents' room long ago, and took them to his room with their luggage.

Luo's father looked at the room of the two of them and said with emotion: "This room is really big and the decoration is beautiful. No wonder everyone wants to be rich."

Luo's mother sneered and said, "It's hard to explain why being rich is good. Countless people have been busy all their lives just for the word money."

"Fortunately, our son is promising now, and we can also enjoy the life of the rich. Look at this bed, it must be very comfortable to sleep on."

"Old man, why didn't you come here sooner? My son called us here early, but you couldn't survive."

Father Luo was speechless, and asked back, "I won't come?"

But seeing Luo Ma's eyes that implied warning, he could only change the subject and say, "Yes, yes, it's because I don't want to come over."

"I said that my son must be trying to be brave and lying to us, so we must not disturb him in the past."

These words are actually the original words of Luo's mother. Hearing this, Luo's mother was also a little embarrassed, and hurriedly went out to carry other luggage.

Luo Fan's house is very close to Wu Xiaoying's house, so he just stopped by on the way back and brought all the things he needed.

The three of them were easy to handle. Since Luo Fan had agreed with them that they would only stay for a short time, he didn't bring much, so he quickly moved all the luggage upstairs.

Seeing that there was only the last portrait of Avalokitesvara left, which was the return gift from Peng Keai to Mama Luo.

Luo Fan asked his parents to take a shower first, and then went down for a walk by himself, just in time to stop the car.

After parking the car, Luo Fan picked up the portrait of Guanyin from the trunk.

As soon as Luo Fan picked up the portrait of Avalokitesvara, a faint scent of incense came over his face. It can be seen that the previous owner had worshiped it for a long time, and it was drowned in the smell.

At the beginning, Luo Fan was busy comforting Luo's mother, and only then did he have time to carefully look at this family heirloom of Peng Ke's love.

This portrait of Avalokitesvara looks very ordinary, and it does not look like a famous work at all. No matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary printed matter.

Although it is of a certain age, it is something from the 90s, and it can only be worth a little money.

It's just that Luo Fan soon realized something was wrong. This portrait of Guanyin seemed to be too heavy, far exceeding the thickness of ordinary portraits - there seemed to be another universe inside.

Feeling it with his hands, Luo Fan, who has mastered the legendary Tibetan painting technique "picture in picture", quickly confirmed this point.

Although Luo Fan was very curious about what was hidden inside, this painting was after all a thank you gift from Peng Keai to Luo's mother, and he needed to ask Luo's mother how to deal with it.

There are two bathrooms on each floor of Luofan's villa, and parents don't have to queue up to take a shower.

By the time Luo Fan walked upstairs, Luo's father and Luo's mother had finished taking a shower, and were sitting on the sofa in the living room on the second floor in their pajamas, watching TV.

Mother Luo looked at the painting in Luo Fan's hand, and asked strangely, "Son, why did you bring this painting here?"

"As far as I know, don't you not believe in Buddhism?"

"And we don't believe in Buddhism, you can just put this painting in the storage room."

Here I have to talk about a very strange phenomenon. Many people who do not believe in Buddhism like this kind of jewelry, thinking that it can bless peace.

So although Luo's parents and Luo's mother don't believe in Buddhism, they are still willing to wear the pendants that Luo Fan gave them. After all, who doesn't need something like Ping An?

Luo Fan smiled and said, "I had the same idea just now, but I soon realized something was wrong. I felt that there was something hidden in this painting, and there might really be some family heirloom."

"But it's not my thing after all, so bring it up to ask mom's opinion, see if you want to open it to see what's inside."

Luo's mother said in surprise: "What? There is something hidden in it? Son, how did you see it?"

Luo Fan smiled and said, "Of course I can see it, have you forgotten what I do?"

"I'm a professor in the Department of Archeology, and I'm the best at these kinds of antiques."

"There's something hidden here, but I can see it at a glance."

Luo's mother nodded and said, "That's right, I almost forgot that you are still a professor in this field."

"But isn't this a bit bad, we open the things sent by others without authorization?"

Luo Fan explained: "It's not bad, after all, she has already given you something."

"And open it and have a look so we can decide what to do with the painting. If there is nothing in it, we can continue to keep it."

"If there is a family heirloom, then we have to think about what to do with the painting."

"Although Auntie Peng Ke'ai said she would give us her family heirloom, we'd better ask her to confirm."

"After all, our Luo family doesn't need to take advantage of her."

Luo's mother nodded and said, "In this case, just do what you say, son."

"As for the family heirloom, don't think about it, just return it to Peng Ke'ai."

"What you said is right. Our old Luo family doesn't need to take advantage of her at any time."

There is a reason to send the fat sheep back. This is my mother, a simple and unsophisticated rural woman.

However, Mama Luo seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked again: "If you open this painting, will it destroy the portrait of Guanyin? After all, this is something that Peng Keai gave me. Wouldn't it be bad if it was broken?"

Luo Fan smiled confidently and said, "Mom, you still don't believe in your son's craftsmanship, there won't be any problems in keeping it."

Luo Fan can be said to be the most professional person in the world. He doesn't even have a problem with picture-in-picture, let alone the simplest way of hiding pictures.

Only then did Luo's mother nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Okay, then you can do it with confidence."

With Luo's mother's consent, Luo Fan began to prepare for opening the painting.

Although it is easy to open the painting, the most difficult thing is to ensure that the Guanyin portrait outside is not damaged.

However, this did not bother Luo Fan. He brought the painting to his studio, and it only took a few minutes for him to quickly open the painting.

Sure enough, there is something hidden inside this Guanyin portrait. It is a very tightly wrapped package, and it looks like a painting.

Carefully unwrapped the package, and soon the collection inside revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

The first thing that catches the eye is a shrimp with several long beards, but each beard is different, with different shapes and directions, with lighter strokes and lighter ink.

The ink color of the two feet of the shrimp is slightly darker than the beard, and the ink-like waist gradually narrows from width to width, and the ups and downs are full of movement.

A pair of ink-painted eyes are the deepest color in the whole shrimp body. Although they are only covered with an inch of ink, they are piercing and full of charm.

one two three four five six seven.

Luo Fan counted, and there are seven shrimps in the whole painting, each of them has a different expression and movement, some bend forward, some stand upright to rest, some stop and watch, some want to whisper, Some catch up.

Although there is no pen and ink falling on the river in the whole painting, there is a large area of ​​blank space in the painting, which gives people infinite reverie.

It seems to be able to see the seven shrimps swimming and playing in the water. The meaning of joy and joy can be seen everywhere on the seven shrimps in the painting.

This painting is actually "Seven Shrimp Picture" by Mr. Qi Baishi, and the signature and seal next to it prove this point.

The painting isn't even a fake, it's 100% authentic.

Luo Fan didn't expect that Peng Ke'ai, who looked extremely miserable, would guard such a treasure, but he didn't know if he knew that there was such a treasure hidden in the portrait of Guanyin he looked at every day.

Facing such treasures, Luo Fan is also very excited. For some things, as long as he can take a look at them, it is a blessing.

However, Luo Fan did not intend to be greedy for this treasured painting, but simply cleaned it up, and after ensuring that the painting would not be damaged, he took the painting to the hall.

At this time, my parents were watching TV intently. Seeing Luo Fan coming, Luo's mother smiled and said, "Why did you come back so soon?"

"Could it be that you couldn't open that painting because your cowhide was blown out?"

"But that's good too, we don't have to worry about the things hidden inside, what if there are some rare treasures inside, what if my heart is moved?"

"Old man, I'm telling you, you must stop me when the time comes, our old Luo family can't do such shameful things that greedy people and things."

Luo's father said without looking back: "All right, all right, I will definitely hold you when the time comes."

"I mean, you're really too. You've been thinking about nonsensical things all day long, and you're still selling rare treasures. I think it would be nice if you can offer something worth a few thousand dollars to help you recover some of your losses."

(End of this chapter)