Both money and sex

"500 years, No.40 sixth class."

Following a burst of burning heat, a gust of cold air fiercely poured into Luo Ping's palm.

"It's a baby!"

Luo Ping shook his right hand and almost threw it out, but he soon calmed down.Because he was worried that others would see it, he quickly transferred that thing to his left hand.

Only then did he realize that the round thing in his hand was a red chess piece.The edge of both sides of the chess piece is engraved with a circle of grooves, one of which has a golden word 'handsome'.

It is about the same size as common dried persimmons on the market, with a thickness of about one centimeter. It is very heavy and feels good to the touch; it is very delicate and smooth to the touch. I don’t know what kind of wood it is made of.

Luo Ping didn't dare to look carefully, he squatted in front of the little girl with a chess piece, and said with a smile: "Little sister, is the chocolate delicious?"

"Delicious!" The little girl replied crisply, tears were still hanging on her little face, which was bursting into laughter.

The little girl was about the same age as the younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage, Luo Ping felt warm in his heart, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and handed her the chess pieces.

It's not that he doesn't want this pawn, it's just that he can't cheat a little girl. Besides, she reminds Luo Ping of his brothers and sisters in the orphanage.

"Master Wu, besides this porcelain jar, do you have anything else in your house? It's the things handed down from your ancestors."

Liu Qi came to Fenghuang Ridge not once or twice, knowing that Old Wang would not lie to him, this family must have encountered difficulties if they were able to take out the family treasure.Therefore, he wanted to help this family. He who only accepted porcelain, decided to make an exception today to see if there were other items in their house.

"Yes, yes, and a painting."

Lao Wu's wife quickly replied, but turned to look at Lao Wu after she finished speaking, which meant that she still had to wait for the head of the family to speak.

Old Wu sighed and said, "Go and take it out."

"This painting is also handed down from the ancestors. The old man has repeatedly told me that the painting cannot be sold even if the house or land is sold. But in the current situation, alas, I can only sell it."

Old Wu lit another cigarette, and it seemed that a few more gullies had been added to his distressed face, and tears gleamed in his cloudy eyes.

"Oh, old man, the painting is gone." Lao Wu's wife shouted in the back room.

Old Wu hurried in. Luo Ping and the others could only hear a crackling sound coming from the back room, as if they were looking for the painting through rummaging through boxes and boxes.

After a while, Old Wu came out with a dark face, and yelled at the little girl who was eating chocolate, "Swallow, have you seen the painting your grandma put up?"

The little girl named Yanzi trembled in fright, and looked at Old Wu timidly, "Yes, under the bed."

Old Wu hurried into the room, suddenly, there was a roar from the room, and then, Old Wu came out angrily with a stick as thick as his arm, and hit the little girl.

"I'll kill you, a prodigal, I'll kill you, a loser..."

The little girl dodged cleverly and dodged the first blow. Seeing that the second blow was about to hit her, Luo Ping quickly turned his back and protected her under his body.

"Snapped!"

The stick in Old Wu's hand hit Luo Ping heavily on the back.

"Xiao Luo."

Liu Qi exclaimed, and Village Chief Wang grabbed Old Wu's stick and shouted, "Old Wu, what are you doing? Nonsense!"

The little girl cried out in fright.Luo Ping held her in his arms and comforted her repeatedly.But Liu Qi walked up to him, opened his clothes, and saw a horrible red and swollen mark on Luo Ping's back.

"Bullshit!"

Liu Qi was also angry. Fortunately, the stick was hit on the back. If it hit the head, wouldn't it be fatal!

Seeing that he hit the wrong person, Old Wu was also stunned. He let the village chief take the stick from his hand, but in a blink of an eye he was crying, and sat down on the ground and wailed loudly.

"My God, how can this be done, how can this be done!"

"What's going on?" Old Wu's stick made Village Chief Wang mad. He finally hired someone to collect your things. If you beat someone and didn't say anything, you kept crying. What's the matter? ?

"It's over, it's over..." Old Wu cried so hard that tears and snot flowed down his nose.Immediately afterwards, the child's grandma cried and held out a picture scroll, but it was cracked into pieces and it didn't look like it.

Liu Qi was originally full of resentment, but he also sighed after seeing this painting, and understood why Old Wu suddenly lost control of his rage.

Under Luo Ping's comfort, Yanzi stopped crying. Hearing the cries of her grandparents, the little girl's mouth shrunk, and the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Luo Ping turned his head to look at the painting on the table, helped Yanzi wipe away the tears on his face, and asked, "Swallow, did you see that the painting was moldy and took it out to bask in the sun?"

Yanzi nodded, choked up and said, "A few days ago... I saw this painting in my grandma's cabinet. It grew... a lot of mold, so I took it out to dry for a long time. I didn't expect it to become a painting. In this way, I don't know what's going on..."

Luo Ping stroked her hair and said with a smile, "Don't cry, it's okay."

Liu Qi walked over and looked carefully at the broken scroll on the table, showing a heartbroken expression.

"What a pity, this is the work of Wang Shishen, a famous painter in the Qing Dynasty."

"Elder Liu also has research on calligraphy and painting?" Luo Ping walked over in surprise and asked.

"Hehe, I can't talk about research, I just heard about some. You see, from the seal and the final payment, it is Wang Shishen. And this painting is plum blossoms, and Wang Shishen is best at plum blossoms. Some people describe his plum blossoms' The spirit is clear, the ink is light and interesting', this painting just reflects this characteristic. It's a pity that it's broken like this."

Luo Ping also heard Mr. Chen talk about Wang Shishen, and while thinking about his age, he picked up a picture.

"290 years."

The area of ​​the painting in my hand is too small to reach the minimum level that Pixiu can recognize, but the date it reported just confirms this painting, it should be Wang Shishen's work without a doubt.

"Old Liu, is this painting and these pieces of porcelain still worth some money?"

Liu Qi shook his head, "The jar is so broken that it is impossible to repair it; as for this painting, look, it is too carelessly preserved, not only cracked like this, but also mildew and insect eyes, and the paper has become It's very brittle, and with a little effort, it will be broken into powder."

The swallow was close to them and could hear their conversation clearly.She suddenly knelt on the ground, grabbed Luo Ping's trousers and cried loudly, "Big Brother, please help us, please help us."

Luo Ping hurriedly helped her up, seeing her miserable appearance, felt like a heavy rock was pressing on her heart.

"Mr. Liu," Luo Ping let go of Little Swallow, and said to Liu Qi, "Can you lend me some money, just 1000 yuan."

Liu Qi was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Luo Ping meant, and said with a smile, "Okay, don't talk to me like that."

After speaking, he turned around and called Village Chief Wang over, and whispered something to him.

"How can this be done, Mr. Liu, this, this—"

"Okay, money is nothing, saving people is the most important thing."

Immediately afterwards, he took out a wad of money from the travel bag, about [-] yuan, and handed it to Village Chief Wang.

When Village Chief Wang stuffed the money into Old Wu's hand and just said a few words, Old Wu stood up abruptly, his face flushed red.

"Liu, Teacher Liu, you can't do this, you can't do it!"

Liu Qi smiled and waved his hands, saying that this was what Luo Ping meant, and the old Wu and his wife kept bowing to Luo Ping, and the old Wu wife even asked Xiao Yanzi to kneel down and kowtow to Luo Ping.

It was also the first time for Luo Ping to experience such a scene, his face was flushed with excitement, and he quickly pulled up Little Swallow.

"Hehe, it's also fate. I have a younger sister who looks very similar to Yanzi, so I will treat Yanzi as my younger sister. You have difficulties in your family. Since I have encountered them, of course you can't ignore them. You can take the money with confidence." Come on, it's important to save people."

"Good man, good man!" Lao Wu's wife cried again, muttering non-stop.

At the time of parting, Lao Wu insisted that Luo Ping take away the broken porcelain pieces and paintings, but Luo Ping refused, so he had to accept it.

"Hehe, Xiao Luo, there are really not many warm-hearted young men like you now."

Liu Qi, who finally came here but didn't receive anything, didn't show a bit of depression on his face. Instead, he talked and laughed with Luo Ping, looking quite happy.