[Stone Gambling Antiques] Palm Eye Lingpupil

A figure like a bodyguard went to pick up Jade, and stretched out his right hand to Mo Fan's reassurance: "Luo Jiasheng, let's be friends."

"Mo Fan." Mo Fan and Luo Jiasheng shook hands casually, but they didn't care much.

After Luo Jiasheng shook hands with Mo Fan, he turned to Mo Yi again.Mo Yi glanced at Luo Jiasheng, didn't speak, but shook hands with him.

"I finally shook hands with the soldier. I will die before I come out today. If I can have physical contact with the soldier today, then my luck today will be invincible." Luo Jiasheng looked cheerful and silly , completely lost the shrewdness and cunning that appeared because of appearance.

Mo Fan glanced at Luo Jiasheng's appearance, and he understood what it means to not be judged by one's appearance.

"Brother, can't we go home yet?" Mo Qingyun tugged at Mo Fan's sleeve, covered his mouth with the other hand, and yawned slightly, his eyes suddenly filled with mist.

Mo Fan patted Mo Qingyun's head, with a hint of a smile in his eyes: "I'll be home right away." Then, looking at Luo Jiasheng, who looked so natural that he didn't seem to be pretending at all, he returned to his usual indifference : "See you next time I have a chance."

Luo Jiasheng was still cheerful, and handed a business card to Mo Fan: "Okay, okay, if you have any good information next time, you must be the first to let me know."

Mo Fan glanced at the business card, then took a deep look at Luo Jiasheng, and followed the professor away without looking back.

"Go back and have a good rest. There are still a few people watching my old face in the school." The professor sent Mo Fan and the others to the gate all the way, and there was some conflict in his eyes, but it didn't make the keen Mo Fan feel uncomfortable.

Mo Fan nodded silently, knowing that starting from today's high profile, he was half-legged into this circle.

However, he, who has always been on the sidelines, keeping a low profile and doing nothing as his goal, has no intention of avoiding it this time.Now he just glanced at it, and earned 20, which is a huge value that he has never had in so many years, and the professor said that there is no machine that can see through the skin of stone. Buying low and selling high is much more profitable than arms and drug trafficking. It can even be said that as long as he can do this every six months, it is absolutely no problem to guarantee a comfortable future for him and Mo Qingyun of.

However, Mo Fan also knows where he is short, so he will not be complacent or complacent. He will use all methods to maintain his own life.

"Brother, let's go to the market. I'll buy some vegetables for my brother to celebrate." Walking to the door of a bazaar, Mo Qingyun grabbed Mo Fan and Mo Yi who were about to go forward, and went to the market eagerly. Looking inside the trade market.

Mo Fan pampered Mo Qingyun's head, and followed Mo Qingyun to the market.

Mo Yi looked at the figures of Mo Fan and Mo Qingyun, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, then he suppressed it immediately, and followed them into the vegetable market.

Today's dinner has tomato, tofu and egg drop soup. The tomato is selected by Mo Fan, and the tofu is selected by Mo Yi; stir-fried Chinese cabbage heart, the Chinese cabbage heart is selected by Mo Fan; Yes, the chili sauce is selected by Mo Yi; shredded pork with green pepper, green pepper is selected by Mo Fan, and shredded pork is selected by Mo Yi.And Mo Qingyun just occasionally interjected a few words when they were choosing dishes, and then did the final cooking work.

Although Mo Yi is still a little unhappy, Mo Qingyun also feels that if this kind of life can continue, it should be a wonderful thing!

11. The Treasures of the Family

"Brother, wake up." Mo Qingyun stood beside Mo Fan's bed, looked at Mo Fan who still had his eyes tightly closed, pulled Mo Fan's quilt with both hands, and pulled it out desperately: "Today's bed sheet and The sheets must be washed, no matter how unwilling my brother is, he must."

"I'll wash it tomorrow." He spat out four words in a nonchalant manner, and Mo Fan seemed to have no intention of waking up at all.

Mo Qingyun didn't care, and directly tore off the quilt covering Mo Fan, then separated the quilt cover from the quilt, put the quilt aside, and put the quilt in the bathroom.Then he pulled up the sheet, snatched the sheet from under Mo Fan's body, and threw it into the bathroom.

"Brother, it's better to be clean." Mo Qingyun clapped her hands, very satisfied with the result of what she did.

Mo Fan, who had been tossed and tossed so early in the morning, finally couldn't sleep. When Mo Qingyun left the room, he immediately opened his eyes and got up.

"Brother, have some porridge." When Mo Fan left the room, Mo Qingyun didn't react unexpectedly at all, and naturally brought a bowl of sticky and glutinous porridge to the dining table, casually as if Mo Fan The reaction was within her expectations.

Seeing this, Mo Fan shook his head. He knew that his sister belonged to a ghost, so there was really nothing he could do about her.

Sitting on the wiped clean dining table, eating the eight-treasure porridge cooked by Mo Qingyun with charcoal, Mo Fan felt a burst of sweet and warm breath continuously flowing through his limbs and bones.

"Qing Yun, I'll tidy up the old things in the house later, and you can take the ones you like." After eating the porridge, Mo Fan paused for a while, facing Mo Fan who was holding the freshly washed sheets and was about to go outside to dry. Qing Yun suddenly said something.

Mo Qingyun was a little confused, so: "It belongs to my brother." In Mo Qingyun's mind, everything in the family should be inherited by the son, and the things left by the elders are naturally the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law, that is, the elder brother and the elder brother. Daughter-in-law.

Mo Fan seemed to understand what Mo Qingyun was thinking, and shook his head: "Your surname is Mo, and you are my younger sister."

After hearing Mo Fan's words, Mo Qingyun had a sweet smile on his originally puzzled face: "Thank you brother." The things of the Mo family can only be in the hands of the Mo family.Mo Qingyun understands the meaning of her brother's words, so she is his brother's younger sister and his only relative!

Mo Fan looked at the back of Mo Qingyun leaving, with an imperceptible smile in his eyes.He could feel that ever since Mo Qingyun came to him, his temper had begun to let go slowly, he no longer suppressed himself so much, but instead brought a little enthusiasm that he should have at his age.

It is also the enthusiasm that he once made himself have to lose.

Therefore, he wants to give him everything he can give her, as long as he can do it, as long as she doesn't leave him!

Leaving the dining table, Mo Fan walked sideways into a small room, a small room that was used to store sundries and was only cleaned once a year during the Chinese New Year.

Mo Fan didn't know exactly what was in this room. The only thing he remembered was that after his mother passed away, those people from her mother's family moved all her and his father's things into this small room. It was necessary to make a charter to divide it up, but because of the sudden death of my grandfather, this place was forgotten, and he didn't take out the things inside.

Originally, he thought that after taking it out, it was just a nostalgia, it would be better to put it together for better care, so he never cared about it.When he came in this time, he also thought of this place by chance. He remembered that his family said that when his father first came to his mother's house, he was quite rich, and he gave many good things to his mother. I have always had the habit of keeping a diary, and I like to record everything with a pen.So he came here to find something for Mo Qingyun, and to see if he could find out the origin of his original pendant.

These days, he has an increasingly clear feeling that the net bottle pendant has a secret, which is more terrifying than the secret of his eyes.It's just that he has this feeling for nothing, but he doesn't know what it is.

He came to this dusty place today, hoping to find a trace of relevant clues.

As soon as you enter the room, you feel as if you have walked into the wing room of a noble lady in the Qing Dynasty. All kinds of gorgeous wooden, porcelain, and pottery objects are densely arranged next to the wall, almost all the types that modern people can think of. , can be seen here.

The most eye-catching things in the room should be the three clumsy and heavy boxes painted with red lacquer and engraved with gold patterns. Although the paint on the surfaces of these three boxes has peeled off, the appearance From the looks of it, the wood used to make the box has no signs of being eaten away by insects and ants, and it looks very strong.And on each exquisitely crafted lock nose, there is a lock with a strange shape, and there is no sign of being opened.

Mo Fan knows that this lock is also called a fish gut lock, which is a deformation of the lock, and only experienced locksmiths can make it, and each key of a fish gut lock is specially made, and there will only be one and only one in the world. Bundle.Unless the person who hit the lock requires the same perforation.

If you said you didn't know it before, but as long as you have a little insight, you can imagine Father Mo's worth just by looking at this fish gut lock.

Mo Fan took out his key chain, and there was an inconspicuous knife on the key chain. He used the knife to scratch the keyhole of the fish gut lock twice, and the fish gut lock was opened smoothly.This small knife was the last gift Mo Fan gave to Mo Fan. It was only later that Mo Fan found out that this small knife, which looks so dark and blunt that it can hardly cut the skin of a fruit, can only be used as a souvenir. Found the keys to these three fish gut locks.

Mo Fan opened the first box closest to him and lifted the lid. Mo Fan found that there were a lot of books in the box. The covers of the books were a little yellowed, and the skins of some books were even a little yellow. damaged.

Carefully took out a book from the box that looked a little different from the others, and Mo Fan looked at it.