Rebirth: Silly Husband and Wife

Chapter 277
Han Mo shook his head like rushing towards Han Tianliu, and looked at Han Tianliu with a smile on his lips.

Seeing the excited master, Han's mother stopped her chopsticks, glanced at him, and asked, "What did they say? I can't figure it out. It's just a few paintings, and let those people outside spend so much money to buy them." purchase."

"What do you know? It's called art. Do you know about art? Hey, it doesn't make any sense with you as a woman." Han Tianliu blushed immediately after hearing Mother Han's words, stretched her neck and followed Han Mother argued and said a few words, Han Tianliu waved his hand, and gave Han mother an expression that told you that it was nothing, so he put his mouth down and didn't explain.

When Mother Han saw this, she hooked her mouth and showed a disdainful expression. She just didn't understand art. It was just a painting, and she couldn't eat or wear it. If she wanted to come, she could only look at it. What's the use?

Han Moru shook her head and smiled when she heard Han's mother's words. Her mother is good at everything, but she doesn't like dancing and writing, so every time Han's mother sees Han Tianliu buying those antique calligraphy and paintings, she will say some disdainful words and make Han Tianliu I was so pissed off.

"Father, how do outsiders comment on Brother Chen's calligraphy and painting?" Han Moru looked at Han Tianliu so angry, in order to ease the tension between his parents, Han Moru changed the subject, looked at Han Tianliu and asked.

Han Tianliu saw that the topic returned to what he liked, so he returned to his excited smile, and said to Han Moru, "Those people outside said that Mr. Qinglan's paintings seem to have changed a lot recently. In the past, Mr. Qinglan's paintings were casual. As for painting, now, his paintings are full of an upward attitude towards life, which is very warm."

After listening to Han Moru, she pursed her lips and smiled. She really wanted to tell those who bought the paintings of stupid men that the paintings they bought this time were not because he was full of positive attitudes towards life. It was because he was currently stuck in the I couldn't move or walk on the bed, so I could only stay on the bed.If a man stays in bed all day long, and he has only one thing to do to fill his days, he will certainly be absorbed in this one thing.

Because so many Mr. Qinglan's new paintings suddenly appeared in Han's shop, the business of the merchant's shop became a bit bleak.

Seeing this situation, Shang Dongfang was the most impatient first of all. He had been waiting for this mysterious Mr. Qinglan's new painting to appear in the merchant's shop. After waiting for so long, it was Mr. Qinglan's painting that actually appeared In Han's house in Hehua Town, this blow almost caused Shang Dongfang to hit someone with something.

"Father, go to the merchant's art shop to have a look, something has happened!" Shang Dongfang rushed in with a face full of haste, and slammed the door of Shang Wuling's study open.

Seeing this, Shang Wuling frowned and saw the person coming in through the window, showing displeasure, and asked, "Fang'er, have you forgotten the distance your mother taught you? Should I knock on the door?"

Shang Dongfang's face turned blue, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He glanced at Shang Wuling, saw the anger on Shang Wuling's face, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and apologized to Shang Wuling, "I'm sorry, dad, yes Fang'er was wrong, Fang'er will never do this again next time!"

Shang Wuling looked at him tightly, and replied with a calm face, "Well, I don't care about this matter this time. If there is another time, don't blame me as a father."

"Yes, Dad, Fang'er remembered." Shang Dongfang lowered his head so that people could not see the expression on his face clearly, but the big hands hidden under his sleeves were tightly clenched in the dark. A pair of fists.

Shang Wuling glanced at Shang Dongfang, disappointed eyes flashed in his eyes, and asked, "You came here in such a hurry, what's the matter?"

At this time, Shang Dongfang remembered what he had broken in, so he raised his head, faced Shang Wuling, and said, "Father, something is wrong, our merchant's picture book shop was sold by the Han family in Hehua Town first." There is a new painting by Mr. Qinglan."

When Shang Wuling heard Shang Dongfang's words, the expression on his face flickered, and then he returned to calm. Shang Wuling thought to himself, if the Han family sells Chen'er's paintings, it means that Chen'er's illness has recovered. These days, If it weren't for these trivial matters at home, Shang Wuling really wanted to go to Han's house to visit his son.

After these days, he has already seen through the second son of Shang Dongfang. He is a wolf, a wolf that is not familiar with him, and he may counterattack and bite himself at any time. Now he is raising this wolf just to prevent this wolf The alpha wolf can have a chance to hurt his own son.

Until now, Shang Wuling knew that although his eldest son was a stupid son with mental insufficiency, he was kind-hearted and would not make any tricks.

"Father, why don't you talk anymore? Hurry up and think of a way!" Seeing that Shang Wuling didn't speak, Shang Dongfang became anxious and ignored everything. He took a step forward and put his hands in Shang Wuling's office. propped on the table, looked at him aggressively and said.

Shang Wuling glanced at the hands on the table, squinted his eyes, held back his anger, looked at the son, and said, "What do you want me to do, where to sell people's painting love, that's people's freedom , what can we say."

When Shang Dongfang heard this, he became more anxious, put his head in front of Shang Wuling, and said, "How come, dad, aren't you good friends with Mr. Qinglan? Aren't all his paintings in the past sold in our store?" Well, dad, you take your son to see him, the son has a way to make him change his mind and let him sell the paintings to our merchant's painting book shop again."

As soon as Shang Wuling raised his head, he saw Shang Dongfang's calculating gaze that was too late to hide. With this glance, Shang Wuling knew that this cunning son like a wolf was scheming about him, but Jiang was still old and hot, how could he So easy to be fooled by this son.

So, Shang Wuling glanced at Shang Dongfang who was busy lowering his head to hide his scheming, and said, "Mr. Qinglan and I are considered friends, but we never interfere in each other's private affairs. He wants to sell his paintings." Where to go, that is his business, I have no right to interfere."

"But father, don't you know how expensive Mr. Qinglan's paintings are now, almost one painting is sold for [-] silver, father, think about it, if our merchants take Qinglan's paintings Come and sell it in our merchant's painting book shop, our painting shop must have received another sum of money." Shang Dongfang did not give up, begging Shang Wuling bitterly. "Okay, don't talk anymore, I don't want to hear about this matter anymore, if you have nothing to do, go out first, I still have things to do!" Shang Wuling raised his head and roared at Shang Dongfang, his pupils were wide open , looks a bit scary.

Shang Dongfang was taken aback for a moment, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he stared closely at Shang Wuling. In the silent study, the atmosphere between the father and son began to become tense, and Shang Wuling also stared at Shang Dongfang's son.

After a while, Shang Dongfang retracted his eyes, lowered his head, and replied in a very obedient tone, "Yes, father, the son has gone out first!" After saying this, Shang Dongfang turned and walked out. When the door was closed, his bluish-white face immediately turned into a hideous face, and his two hands hanging on the sides of his body were tightly clenched into two fists.

Shang Wuling glanced outside the room, his eyes were tightly squinted, and his heart was heaving rapidly under his chest. His son was less and less concerned about him as a father. In the past, if he stared at him In the past, Shang Dongfang would obediently dare not continue talking, or even shrug his head and leave, but this time, this son dared to stare back at him with wide eyes.

Shang Dongfang left here angrily, walked halfway, and met Yan'er who was serving Shang Liu's ice "sugar" bird's nest water in the kitchen.

"Second young master." When Yan'er saw Shang Dongfang walking towards her, she was overjoyed, and walked quickly to Shang Dongfang with the things in her hand, her words were shy, her cheeks on both sides were blushing. Shang Dongfang shouted.

Shang Dongfang was angry now, his eyes were blinded by anger, his angry eyes were staring straight ahead, and he didn't see Yan'er who was standing beside him calling him, just like that, as soon as he walked by, Yan'er felt that there was something in front of him. Like a gust of wind.

(End of this chapter)