[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

Some of them have been removed, forming small concave grooves, which are almost hidden under the dazzling gold color, but when the viewer changes the angle, they will always inadvertently see a path full of vitality. trail.

And in these man-made small troughs, He Guanyan put villains made from the places where ice-species bright green jadeites were dug out. Although there are not many villains, each green villain may be surrounded by a piece of golden yellow. Or waving a hoe, or talking to each other, or running and playing, there is a sense of vividness that makes the whole picture come alive.

When Mo Fan saw Jin Si Fei, his heart was moved. This scene was so similar to the scene he could think of when he saw Jin Si Fei.

So at the first moment, Mo Fan made a decision.

"Jin Sifei stay here." For a moment, everyone was stunned by Mo Fan's decision.

"What about the auction? We said in front of the mayor that we would auction two items." Luo Jiasheng's face was as bitter as it was: "Although I am also very reluctant to part with Jinsi Fei, as a businessman, I must Have integrity!"

"Only mentioned the auctioned finished product, not two pieces." Although Mo Yi couldn't guess the reason why Mo Fan did this, he believed that Mo Fan must have his own reasons for doing so.

"I have a piece of spring ribbon color here. Two pieces are enough." A bamboo sea carved by He Guanyan, a piece of pure emerald spring ribbon color, and He Guanjue's identification, this combination is already comparable to most small and medium-sized listings Jade jewelry marketing shop.

"Mo Fan, can you show me the spring ribbons?" When he heard that Mo Fan had spring ribbons, He Guanyan should have rushed out immediately, but he didn't know how he heard it.

"Okay." Mo Fan turned around and said to Mo Yi, "Lend me the key." Although Mo Yi had already said that he would give him the Wrangler, Mo Fan didn't really believe it, and even if it was true , since it has not been given to him yet, the key can only be borrowed.

Although he has decided not to be far or close to Mo Yi, but to keep the most common distance, but subconsciously, Mo Fan still separates Mo Yi further than other people.

"Go early and return early." Mo Yi simply took out the key and handed it to Mo Fan.In fact, he is planning to reinstall one for Mo Fan in two days, but if Mo Fan takes the key away, he will replace the lock and license plate of that car with this car, and then Swap the two cars.He always felt a little sorry for letting Mo Fan use the old one.

Holding the key handed over by Mo Yi, Mo Fan walked to the parking lot and drove the Wrangler out of the villa.

The colorful jadeite in spring is still not at home, because Mo Fan put all the things that can be put into the space.But Mo Fan still decided to go back, just in time to take away the clothes and materials left at home.

Driving into the community, Mo Fan immediately saw a familiar figure - his so-called uncle.

It seems that there is a determination to take away all the things his parents left him.Mo Fan stopped the car, looked at the figure of the so-called uncle swaying downstairs of his house, and dialed the phone.

"Mo Fan, what's the matter? You called me twice a day, and it's raining red."

"Do you have anyone in Shencheng?" Mo Fan's voice was very calm, completely ignoring the man's ridicule.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Call some people to my house and catch the burglar."

"Thief?" The voice over there was very playful, as if thinking of something: "Okay, do you need anything else?"

"Hurry up." After saying that, Mo Fan hung up the phone. He believed that this person knew what to do, and also believed that if he didn't hang up again, he would have no time to hang up.

He had learned how loud this fellow was, and he would never forget it.

Sitting in the shepherd, Mo Fan quietly waited for the people who came over.For these so-called relatives of his mother's family, he didn't want to provoke them easily until he was absolutely sure.Although when they moved here, they said that their names had been deleted from the genealogy, but when the mother was alive, she still did not forget to give there a gift every new year, even at the very beginning. At that time, the family was very poor.

Mo Fan has never been able to understand why, but because of his mother's attitude, his father's silence and his own personality, he has been trying his best to forget there.

But since the person has been beaten by him today, he has no way out. Since there is no way out, then he will plan everything well, and he has to learn to be strong and face it.

Just as Mo Fan was sitting in the car thinking about what to do next, the man had already arrived.

"You robber, stop for me." With a snarl, before the man could react, he was surrounded by people.

"You... what are you guys doing?" The man looked at the well-dressed youths in front of him, trembling as he spoke.

"What are we doing? Why didn't you tell me what you were doing? Just yesterday, after I saw you, I lost my wallet. Why, are you still planning to hand it over?" One of the youths came out, smiling playfully on the man's face. After patting it a few times, it seemed that a few light strokes immediately made red marks appear on the man's face.

"I...I didn't."

"No? Brothers, let's let him remember it and see if there is any." The young man waved his hand, and the others immediately surrounded him.

Mo Fan no longer knew what his uncle was like. After all, those memories were too long ago. The most recent time was when his mother passed away, but that time, his uncle only showed a few faces. He didn't make any moves in front of him.

But looking at the situation, Mo Fan also knew that this uncle should be the complete opposite of the so-called aunt, cowardly and timid, the one who was completely suppressed.

But Mo Fan didn't regret it, he had already torn off the mask he used to pretend with the other side, so he couldn't be merciful, otherwise the public opinion would be enough to wipe out all his current actions.

After getting off the shepherd, Mo Fan went to the stairs, without even looking at the man who was surrounded and calling for help. Mo Fan knew that the others must have heard his voice, but they would all look behind the window, and then When there is a real death, make a phone call and send it to the crematorium.

Back in his room, Mo Fan casually cleaned up a few relatively new clothes, then took all the materials with him in his schoolbag, and then took out the spring colored jadeite from the space, wrapped it in a newspaper, held it in his hand, and walked out the door.

When I went downstairs, the young people hadn't left yet, and the man's voice was still very calm. It seemed that he didn't make any serious moves. It should be that guy who specifically explained that it's not the time to do so yet.

After standing at the door for less than a minute, Mo Fan made sure that the man saw him, and immediately got on the horseman with his things and left.

And after Mo Fan left, those young people also let go of the man. The man was lying on the ground, listening to the young man's disdainful words: "You hid it really tightly, and you didn't find it today. Forget it, we adults have a lot , Forgive you, but let us see you next time, and hit you once every time we see you. It’s really bad luck that you only have 20 yuan for the whole body.”

The man's fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't take any action. He didn't stand up until the young people left. He looked back at the place where Mo Fan was standing just now, but there was guilt in his eyes.

He touched the pocket that he didn't let those people find even though he was beaten. He was a little thankful that it was still there.There was an anonymous bank card.

Hope this lets you vent some steam.Hope that can atone for them a little.

"They are also relatives after all." The man's voice was so low that it could only drift away with the wind, as if no one heard it except himself.

Mo Fan, who had already left, would not know about all this. After driving the car into the parking lot, he saw Mo Yi already waiting there.

"I'll come." Opening the car door, Mo Yi took all the things on the car, leaving nothing for Mo Fan.

"No need." Mo Fan locked the car and got out of the car.

"These things are not heavy to me." But they are still a burden to you.Mo Yi didn't say the last sentence, but he didn't change his approach.

They walked into the classroom side by side with Mo Yi, and the people who were watching TV and playing cards in the living room all gathered together, and even the people in the kitchen ran over wearing aprons.

"Mo Fan, hurry up and show us what the spring ribbon color you gambled looks like." He Guanyan was always anxious about the more precious wool.

Luo Jiasheng has already seen the colorful spring belts once, but at that time he didn't observe them very carefully for various reasons. Now that he has the opportunity, he also looks at Mo Yi anxiously, afraid that the spring belts in his hand The color was taken away and they were not allowed to see it.

Mo Yi glanced at Mo Fan, knowing that he didn't mind, he handed over the materials and clothes to Mo Qingyun who was standing aside, then put the piece of spring ribbon on the coffee table, and opened the wrapped newspaper .

As soon as the newspaper was opened, a spring-colored emerald about the size of two fists was displayed.Probably because it has been placed in the space, the colorful colors of spring have no signs of being stained with dust. The noble and cool purple and the bright and vibrant green are intertwined, which looks full of temptation, like rain The beautiful scene of the sunny day after tomorrow is unbelievably beautiful.

"Sure enough, it's the color of spring." Or the spring that Mo Fan gambled on.