The bowl responded to the situation!
"Is this how you do it?"
"Yes, yes, that's it... Hiss, alas, junior brother, you're back? How can you lift it up?"
I rolled my eyes at Luo Sloppy, grabbed Luo Sloppy's ears, and slapped my index finger on him.
Something magical happened again.
The small bowl hung on my finger at a ninety-degree angle and wouldn't fall off!
Luo's sloppy little eyes suddenly bulged out, and his mouth bulged into the roundest hole. He looked at me in surprise: "Junior brother, how did you do that?"
He held up a small Qianlong imperial bowl worth tens of millions with one finger, raised it casually to the level of Luo Sloppy's eyes, and then casually put it down: "Character!"
He put his finger down on the table, raised his thumb, and the small bowl immediately flipped up and flew up.
Raise your hand and five fingers to grab the outer wall of the small bowl from the air, gently retract it and slowly press it down, and then place it firmly on the table.
Luo Slutty looked at me without blinking, his upper lip pressed tightly against his lower lip, his breath was condensed, and he was dumbfounded!
He patted Luo's sloppy shoulder and shouted, "Study hard!"
Luo sloppy said, and nodded as humbly as Xiao Guyi.
Suddenly, Bao Guoxing waved to me: "Junior brother, come here and take a look at this thing, it's interesting..."
I took a look at it from a distance and sneered: "You haven't seen any of Bai Ze's ghost pictures?"
Bao Guoxing clicked his tongue and said, "This is just from the footbath. Do you think it's from the Sui Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty?"
"I don't want to see this stuff that's been poorly researched!"
Bao Guoxing quickly stopped me: "Junior brother, don't go in, the master is asleep."
"I will arrest him even if he dies!"
Bao Guoxing's eyelids twitched wildly, with a look of pain and helplessness on his face.
Xia Binghai is an absolute money-lover.
This top ten ancient house in the ancient capital is also Xia Binghai’s private residence!
The former owner of this house was even more famous than Xia Binghai.
who?
Nian Gengyao!
At that time, Gengyao was appointed governor of Shu and Shaanxi and built a three-entry courtyard here.
Not only is there a theater and a fish pond, but there are also two-story mansions surrounded by two-story attics.
After liberation, the house became a courtyard. Xia Binghai spent a lot of money to turn the courtyard into his own private residence, and spent a lot of money to repair and restore it.
Not to mention what despicable means Xia Binghai used at that time, the facts proved that Xia Binghai's vision was definitely ahead of his time.
Nowadays, this house has been converted into a private club, and the price for one night's stay is four figures.
Moreover, demand exceeds supply!
The renovated backyard is Xia Binghai's exclusive courtyard, which is only open to prominent people on weekdays.
When I got here, the anger I had accumulated for more than ten hours suddenly surged to the point of being in a state of panic.
Old thing!
He actually hid here!
If the squad leader hadn't used his authority to find out, I wouldn't have been able to find it!
Why are you so fucking early?
Sprinkle pepper on the grave——
Damn it!
The closer I get to Xia Binghai's palace, the more angry I feel.
The thing I was holding in my trouser bag became a catalyst at this moment, making my heart burn straight into the sky!
Old thing!
How dare you trick me!
This time, if I don’t tear his fucking ears out, I won’t give him the surname Tong!
Then pluck out his beard one by one!
Make him miserable!
They don’t understand the hatred in my heart.
He gently opened the door, put on his slippers, locked the door, and slowly walked into the back room with his briefcase.
"Mother..."
Suddenly, a mother's cry came out, causing my footsteps to hover in mid-air.
"Mom, my hands hurt so much..."
"Mom, the hail hurts so much..."
In the back room, Xia Binghai's trembling call came, and my heart felt like it was being tightened by an invisible mechanical hand.
, so hard that I couldn't breathe.
Xia Binghai was calling her mother again.
An almost 100-year-old land fairy still calls her mother!
So shameless!
I cursed in my heart, but my nose felt sore and painful, and tears welled up in my eyes.
Before his eyes, there were all the scenes of Xia Binghai being tortured in pain in the past. ap.
At that time, Xia Binghai never cried out in pain in front of me and endured the pain no matter what.
It's only when he's alone that he reveals his true form.
Whenever it hurts the most, Xia Binghai would call her mother in her dreams!
The next day, I would laugh at him mercilessly, imitate his tone and hit him, and call him Xiao Haizi, Cao Binghai...
But Xia Binghai would just laugh it off and act as if nothing happened.
When I fall asleep, Xia Binghai will tie me up and beat me hard with a golden bamboo stick as thick as a thumb!
It’s okay in the winter, I wear more.
Summer is the worst!
Each of the solid golden bamboo strips is ten years old and is very painful to pull.
Once it goes down, it will be a long red mark, which will turn green after a while, and will become swollen after half an hour.
Every time I imitated Xia Binghai and called me mother, I would be beaten until my whole body was purple, bruised and swollen, and I was in so much pain.
Every time I was beaten, it aroused strong rebellion in me.
At that time, the person I cared about the most was Yue Wei.
Every time I was beaten, Yue Wei would wipe me with hard-boiled eggs.
"Hmm, mother, it hurts, it hurts..."
Eight years later, I once again heard Xia Binghai, who was in her nineties, calling for her mother. Her deep, hoarse and sad voice could not hide the sincerity of her love. It only made me feel heart palpitations and make my teeth itch with hatred.
However, the overwhelming resentment and vengeful anger that accumulated in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He turned around and was about to go out.
Suddenly, Xia Binghai's voice came: "It's the little lion here..."
Xia Binghai's voice was trembling, gritty, and trembling, like a dying old cow, but also filled with deep anticipation and joy.
While coughing, Xia Binghai trembled and shouted: "Little lion..."
"Quick, come in..."
"Come in, it's cold outside..."
Waves of rustling voices kept ringing: "Wait, Master, turn on the light for you."
"Master knew you were coming..."
"Oh...this lamp..."
