Holding the open mirror, Xie Lao's eyes were full of admiration: "Sure enough, it's an imitation."
This Miss Mao turned out to be an expert too?
” Also?
Mao Xiaoyu glanced at Luo Bo narrowly, and was modest: "The old man has won the award."
The connoisseur is still Boss Luo, I'm just lucky. ” "Miss Mao is too polite."
Xie Lao smiled: "I have invited no less than double-digit experts to appraise this painting, and they all swear that it is true."
It's so similar that even I was confused.
Miss Mao just looked at it twice, without the help of any equipment, but she saw through it at a glance, and she was definitely an expert among the experts. ” "The old man exalted me too much."
Mao Xiaoyu didn't dare to be it, and waved his hand: "The expert really can't talk about it, it's just a coincidence." ” Seeing her repeatedly refusing, Xie Lao didn't take the credit, but just smiled kindly and said to Luo Bo: "Sure enough, the master is in the people." ” Luo Bo's face twitched slightly, and he smirked nonsense: "She thinks that she is accompanied by her painter grandfather, and she has been immersed in it for many years, and she can see the truth at a glance, which can be regarded as a success." ” "Oh, Miss Mao has been with her painter grandfather since she was a child?
Who is the painter?
Xie Lao suddenly became interested.
Mao Xiaoyu looked at Luo Bo: He will tell a lie.
"Oh, surnamed Mao, ninth in line.
Now that I have moved overseas, I rarely return to my country.
"Luo Bo is round, and it is natural and appropriate.
Xie Lao said 'oh', hid his disappointment, and continued to enthusiastically ask them to identify the collected antiquities.
Luo Bo also continued to pretend.
Mao Xiaoyu learned to be obedient, no longer speaking out loud, but nodding and shaking his head instead.
According to her prompt, Luo Bo talked eloquently, shocking Xie Lao again.
At dusk, there is still a touch of sunset in the sky.
The low-key run stopped at the high staircase of Zhuangyuan Lane.
Luo Bo and Mao Xiaoyu got out of the car and waved goodbye to Xie Lao in the back seat.
'Hiccup' Mao Xiaoyu touched her stomach and burped, very satisfied.
Luo Bo glanced at her and joked: "Tighten your stomach."
Put away your beer belly. ” "Phew!
Do you have a beer belly?
Mao Xiaoyu took advantage of the situation to close his stomach and soon relaxed again.
"Tsk, hasn't Mao Laojiu given you a full meal?
Look at the ...... you just eat" Luo Bo glanced at her stomach: "The small belly is quite obvious." ” Mao Xiaoyu walked to the side of the steps and retorted dissatisfiedly: "You don't look good?"
I was obviously happy to grab it just now, okay?
Alas, no wonder you, who let the cook cook in Xie's hometown cook the dishes too delicious. ” "Am I not eating well?"
Luo Bo felt insulted.
Mao Xiaoyu glanced at his stomach: "Fortunately, I tied the belt, otherwise......
It's a big deal. ” With that, she happily jumped down the steps.
Luo Bo covered his waist and asked, "How do you know that I am wearing a belt?"
” He was answered by a string of playful and malicious laughs.
"Yo, Brother Luo, where did you play with Xiaoyu?
Coming back so late?
The bright red of the first house on the stairs leaned against the door and asked with sour teeth.
Mao Xiaoyu greeted: "Sister Yanhong." ” The bright red eyes were all on Luo Bo, who was slowly swallowing the steps.
"Yanhong, business is good, right?
The little apprentice is out of school?
Look at your leisure, go, take a walk by the river?
Luo Bo smiled and invited again.
"Okay."
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Bright red changed her sourness, and she was immediately lively and excited.
Mao Xiaoyu glanced at the night and shouted at Luo Bo's back: "Boss, I don't have a key." ” A 'whoosh' arc came at her head.
Mao Xiaoyu hurriedly took it and took a look: an old key.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, come here and get a key."
There is a small shop opposite that repairs bicycles and keys, and it is still open.
The owner is a hunchbacked old man, about fifty years old.
Mao Xiaoyu has been here for a few days, and he probably knows the neighborhood of Zhuangyuan Lane, but he is not familiar with it, and he doesn't know the name.
"Uncle, how much is it?"
Mao Xiaoyu stepped forward and asked the price.
"Neighbors, what kind of money is not money?
Just pack cigarettes. ” Mao Xiaoyu stroked his glasses and was embarrassed: "There is no smoke in the Changsheng pawn shop?"
” The old man who repaired the car laughed: "Silly girl."
There's no in the shop, oh, isn't there next door?
” Oh~ Mao Xiaoyu understood.
She handed over the keys and ran to the grocery store next door to buy a ten-dollar pack of cigarettes with what little money she had left.
When she turned back, the keys were ready.
After a little conversation, Mao Xiaoyu knew that the old man's surname was Zhou, and he lived on the second floor.
His wife has passed away, and his son lives in a high-rise building in the city, so he is reluctant to go here and opens a small shop that repairs bicycles and distributes keys, purely for interest, not for money.
Mao Xiaoyu looked at Uncle Zhou seriously and found that he actually had a trace of Buddha's spirit.
Why do people have Buddha energy?
He is not an enlightened monk.
Is it because he has been worthy of his heart in his life and has done a lot of good things?
With this doubt, Mao Xiaoyu opened the door of the Changsheng pawn shop, turned on the light and went upstairs.
Sit on the small open-air balcony and watch the night go deeper, the river bank is lively and noisy, but the other side of the river is full of lights.
Blowing the river breeze, Mao Xiaoyu suddenly frowned and said to himself: "Although Xie Lao's dinner is sumptuous, it can't be just one dinner, right?"
Could it be that Luo Bo quietly took all the benefits?
” Obviously, she is the one who contributes the most, but she can't share her preferences?
Mao Xiaoyu really wanted to confront Luo Bo immediately.
Pick up your phone before you need to make a call.
The phone rang.
"Master!"
Mao Xiaoyu couldn't wait to pick it up.
Fu Yunsuo's voice came: "Xiaoyu, how is it?"
Luo Bo, this kid didn't bully you, did he?
” "It's fine.
But, Master, why did you ask me to come to him?
” "Xiaoyu, you don't have any other skills, it's too difficult to find your dream job.
So I recommend you to go to Luo Bo, although this kid looks poor, he can't starve to death.
If you follow him, you can also learn more skills. ” Mao Xiaoyu grinded his teeth: "Master, don't blame you?"
I couldn't get my diploma. ” "Don't talk about it again.
Didn't Master make amends to you positively?
Luo Bo is not human, he has the ability, you follow and learn hard. ” "I learn from him?"
Mao Xiaoyu pursed his lips: "If he really has the ability, why can't he be so poor as he can open the pot?"
” "You don't understand that, do you?
Great wealth and wealth are also destined by God.
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If it's not yours, you will damage yin virtue if you force it.
Forget it, I won't be able to tell you for a while.
In short, follow Luo Bo well.
You don't have to worry about me. ” Mao Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at the sky: "I'm not worried about you."
I was only worried that I would not be able to achieve anything, and that I would starve to death on the streets. ” "Xiaoyu, don't say such frustrating words.
You are the first half of your life with no last meal, and the second half of your life without worrying about food and clothing. ” "Really?"
Mao Xiaoyu was surprised and delighted.
Mao Laojiu smiled: "When did Master lie to you?"
” Hearing this, Mao Xiaoyu knew that Master's words were going to be discounted, and she pouted helplessly: "Many times." ” "Hehe, hehe......"
Mao Laojiu was speechless.
Just as his Persian cat was shouting again: "Darling!
” "Xiaoyu, I'm an international long-distance person, I won't tell you, bye!"
Mao Laojiu hung up the phone in a panic.
Mao Xiaoyu stared at the silent mobile phone, and had to say for the master who forgot to see him: "Damn!"
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