As soon as Mr. Jin entered the door, he ran towards his daughter-in-law.

"Nan Rong, hurry up, take me to the owner of the painting."

Mrs. Jin was caught by Mr. Jin and looked confused. "Dad, what are you talking about?"

Mr. Jin pointed at him and was so anxious.

"It's the painting you gave me last night. The owner of the painting, hurry up and take me to see it."

"painting!"

"Mountain and river painting!"

Mrs. Jin suddenly remembered it. It turned out to be the painting that was similar to the master who my father-in-law had been talking about.

"Dad, is the style very similar to that of the master?" She felt it was very similar at that time, and the old man might like it.

Unexpectedly, the old man really liked it very much.

Mr. Jin quickly waved his hand. "Take me to see him quickly."

What kind of gods are similar or not? It’s obviously the same person.

Mrs. Jin helped Mr. Jin sit down on the sofa and poured him another glass of water.

"Dad, why are you in a hurry? You can't escape."

Mr. Jin curled his lips, why can't he escape?

Last time, he was one step late and the others left.

He was just one step away from getting close to the master.

Later he regretted it...

"Old Man Jin, are you thinking I don't exist?" Old Qing spoke at the right time.

Old Jin turned his head and saw Old Qing next to him.

"Why are you here? Why? The Yinhui Association has fallen and you can't make it."

"What are you talking nonsense? The Jin family has collapsed, and the Music Association will not collapse."

Old Jin snorted coldly.

"If your voice association collapses, my Jin family will not collapse either."

The Jin family is in good momentum now.

"You stinky old man, have you forgotten to take medicine again?"

"I haven't forgotten, but I may have eaten the wrong one."

Mrs. Jin and her assistant watched the two old men over 50 years old fighting here, and they kept holding their foreheads speechlessly.

Obviously, when you go out, you are all people who respect everyone.

Now, he is like a child, fighting here!

After a few dozen minutes, the two of them finally said they were tired.

Shuangshuang picked up the water in front of him and started drinking it.

After drinking, the two old men finally remembered the serious business.

"Old man Jin, I'll tell you something..."

"Old man Qing, I'll tell you something..."

The two old men looked at each other and refused to give in.

"I'll talk first..."

"I'll talk first..."

Old Qing suddenly stood up and his eyes were bulging.

"Old man Jin, what I want to say will definitely make you cry."

Old Man Jin stood up dissatisfied.

"What I want to say will definitely make you envious."

Old Qing stood forward and still refused to let him go. "I'll talk first."

Old Jin was not in a hurry for a while, so he had to sit down.

"Okay, okay, you tell me first." He wanted to see what could make him cry.

Old Qing raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and the old god took out his cell phone.

"Old man Jin, don't cry later."

Qing Lao pressed the play button.

A song of colorful clothes tells all kinds of things, twists and turns, and thousands of soft hearts.

As the string sound came out bit by bit, Old Man Jin's pupils dilated, and his wrinkled eyes became a little wet.

As the song of Nishang ended, a little tears were shining in Old Jin's eyes.

Old Jin trembled and pulled Old Qing. "It's...not...the lace Ruan."

Old Qing nodded. "Look at your bear-like appearance, you are so old that you don't feel embarrassed."

Old Jin snorted stubbornly.

"What's so embarrassing about this? Is this pride and pride okay?"

Lady Ruan is the greatest wish of Mr. Jin’s wife in her life.

Back then, she said she wanted to replicate the lace Ruan so that everyone could hear it.

later……

"How about this, this Nishang Song hasn't disappointed you."

Mr. Jin knew how precious Mr. Qing was, and he could take it out, which was enough to prove that man was powerful.

From the song I just played, Mr. Jin had already heard that the person behind this must be a master.

"Which master is it?"

Old Qing sighed lightly. "What kind of master is there? He is a stinky girl who only knows how to be angry."

"I'll take you to see her if you have time another day."

"That little girl's talent in this area is amazing. If she trains her, she will definitely be able to support her in the future."

"But that girl is very lazy."

Old Qing became more and more angry as he spoke. "Okay, okay, I won't talk about her anymore. By the way, what are you going to tell me just now."

Mr. Jin's emotions were all infected by that robe song. How could he still remember what he had just happened?

"Lao Qing, take me to see that girl."

Mr. Jin also wanted to see who he could pop up such a nice little girl.

This can be regarded as fulfilling my wife's wish.

When he saw him, it was like she met him.

When he got underground, he could tell her that her wish had come true and she was a very outstanding girl.

Old Qing raised his hand and looked at the time, thinking about it.

"Okay, I'll call and ask."

Old Qing walked aside with his cell phone.

*

At the entrance of a shopping mall in Yancheng, Gu Qiao stood lazily.

There were several noble ladies standing in front of her, one of whom cursed and wanted to pull her.

"I want to see which vixen this is, who dares to seduce my old Liu."

"Don't think you're wearing a mask, just think you're fine."

"Today, I'm going to let everyone see your face."

After saying that, the noble lady rushed up and wanted to pull Gu Qiao's mask.

Gu Qiao took a step back, his cold eyes wrapped in frost, and the noble lady was stunned.

"You recognized the wrong person. Let's go."

The lady quickly came to her senses.

"I clearly saw you and my old Liu come out of the mall, but you still want to argue."

"you……"
To be continued...