Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 230 Seeing Flowers in the Fog 9
It's okay if you don't have eyes, but you have no brains!
An idiot who stays at home all day whimsical and doesn't understand anything.

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Four thousand words of Cheng Xiao's dirty words are omitted here.

"It is self-driving, it can take me anywhere I want to go, and it can talk to me at any time, introducing the scenery along the way, very smart..."

"I can do all of these, why do you have to use those two paintings to change to a machine? Be obedient, tell me who you gave the painting to and how to change the car with this person, let's exchange it back, you have been cheated .”

"I won't change it, it's my car."

Cheng Xiao: ...

He had never known that disabled persons could be so terribly stubborn, self-righteous to the point of being totally unreasonable.

"Idiot, do you know that there is no fully automatic car in this world at present, and it still needs to be manually operated when necessary, especially here, only cruise control is the technology that can be used, the kind of automatic driving you think is currently only a A concept car, concept, understand?"

Cheng Xiao kept waving his arms and jumping his feet, and he was about to evolve into a kangaroo.

"Autumn Trees" is okay, but the key is Zhang Jingyuan's "Midnight", which is the treasure of the gallery.Although Zhao's father has also collected some Ming and Qing paintings in recent years, including modern works by Huang Yuxiang and several other masters, almost all of them are difficult to distinguish between true and false, so they are only collected.

Once a gallery sells fakes, it will ruin its reputation in the industry.

And "Midnight" was specially made by Zhang Jingyuan for Zhao's father and his aunt. With the current momentum of Zhang Jingyuan's works, this "Midnight", which embodies Zhang's combination of fiction and reality, and combines some Western painting elements with freehand brushwork, may explode in the future. Cold, even tens of millions or even hundreds of millions is not impossible.

This painting is probably worth more than the entire gallery, but now it has been replaced by an old, arrogant and tacky broken car.

If Cheng Xiao had a hammer in his hand, he would want to smash this broken car with his teeth bared and his face mocking him right now.

Haifeng: Move me and try.

"That's it. From now on, I will park my Haifeng in this garage." After He Xiaoman finished speaking, Shi Shi ran out, turning a blind eye to Cheng Xiao's extreme corruption.

No way, she is blind.

Amidst the sound of "rumbling", the garage door closed automatically, and the sound of the blast was still in He Xiaoman's mind asking: "Will he beat you? Do I need to kill him?"

Haifeng resisted the Y star people from destroying the entire galaxy and destroying human beings and those races on the planet at that time, but it did not mean that he would cherish the life of a certain human being.

Especially since this person is obviously the enemy of Brother Xiaoman.

A brother's enemy is his wind's enemy.

He Xiaoman smiled. With this kind of relationship now, being able to talk to Haifeng with consciousness is one of the strongest benefits.

"No. This world is a society ruled by law. You can't kill people casually. Even if you kill, you have to kill them in a reasonable and legal way. Besides, sometimes for some human beings, living is more painful than dying."

After knowing that the little blind man had exchanged his son's most precious painting for the broken car, Cheng's mother and Cheng's father were also furious, and they were stuck on the stairs on the second floor, forcing He Xiaoman to return the car.

"What kind of car do you think you are going to buy for a blind man? My son has to drive the car after buying it. The hard work is exhausting and futile. If you don't want to make my son angry, return the broken car quickly."

Cheng's mother was not in a good mood these two days, and Zhao Qingrou's temper suddenly came online, and everyone seemed a little unaccustomed to it.

"The house belongs to the Zhao family, the gallery belongs to the Zhao family, and the collection also belongs to the Zhao family. I traded the Zhao family's things for a trolley and put it in the Zhao family's garage. Is it bothering you? If you are not used to living here, you can go back to your hometown. "

He Xiaoman's hypocrisy also came up.

"I have reserved this car. If you don't want to see it, you can poke your eyes with me, and if you don't want to bear it, you can leave!"

Ever since she became Zhao Qingrou's mother-in-law, it was the first time she was picked on by her daughter-in-law like this, Cheng's mother was so angry that she stretched out her hand to pull He Xiaoman, but the wide and fat mother Liang stood in front of He Xiaoman like a wall: "What? How dare you hit our lady while living in our house?"

Lao Liang, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the movement here, and ran over with a kitchen knife to scold his wife: "Speak up if you have something to say, what are you arguing about?"

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother suddenly felt like shit, our fights are still at the stage of talking, what's the matter with you coming here with a kitchen knife to persuade the fight?

Cheng Xiao walked in and looked at his parents and Lao Liang and his wife, with a chill in his voice: "Look at the four of you, you are all very old, so you can do whatever you need to do, what a waste of time!"

On the surface, the four of them said it together, but in fact it was only aimed at Lao Liang and his wife. After all, Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother are masters and wives, and it is Lao Liang and Liang's mother who are paid to work.

Aren't they the old Liang and his wife who are busy with work but still carefree?
He softened his voice and stretched out his hand to help He Xiaoman: "Okay, Qingqing, I just had a bad attitude just now, and I was just angry at some kind of person who would even lie to a...good person like you, so the tone was a bit bad, Don't be angry anymore, don't be angry anymore, Qingqing is good."

He Xiaoman felt that if he let this guy go on talking, he should be lucky enough to see the overnight meal he ate.

He Xiaoman avoided Cheng Xiao's touch and went back to the room directly, and Cheng Xiao also followed closely here to change the way, he had to get the two paintings back.

Just as Cheng Xiao took off his coat and wanted to change into pajamas, He Xiaoman kept twitching his nose: "What smell?"

In fact, He Xiaoman knew that the smell came from Cheng Xiao, which was similar to the smell of sesame oil, rosin, and certain pigments. The bulletin board scanned Cheng Xiao's appearance at this moment and showed He Xiaoman. Cheng Xiao has hot eyes, and the hottest thing is that this guy is covered in oil paint.

Is this Cheng Da painter going out to engage in performance art?

The guilty Cheng Xiao just remembered that after the ecstasy battle in the studio before, he ran home in a hurry before he had time to clean up.

Although Cheng Xiao explained in a flat tone, it was because he accidentally got the paint on his body when he went out to paint, and he rushed into the bathroom to take a bath in just two steps, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.

After dinner, Qiju tea made its grand debut again, and He Xiaoman continued to do the same. The two couples were waiting to see each other gain weight.

He Xiaoman continued to exercise his eyes to heal his eyes after visualizing "Little Ruyi".

It was only a day's work, and she only felt that her eyes were vaguely sensitive to light. If she could also heal the host's eyes during the process of restoring her eyesight, Zhao Qingrou must be rewarding her, right?
In fact, even if there is no extra reward, He Xiaoman is willing to endure these pains so that Zhao Qingrou can see the world.

Do what you can, and He Xiaoman doesn't mind putting in a little more hard work for it.

(End of this chapter)