It's not that some lost artifact was discovered again.
It's not a Brave Demon King game, where you can pick up props in just two steps.
I just think the look looks good.
Ms. Sissi’s deceased mother still had a certain aesthetic style.
"I knew you would agree!"
The other party connected at this time, Sissi's quick response to the situation, was obviously very satisfied.
"But it made me happier that you didn't even ask about the rules first."
"Now let me forgive you, but I need to change the venue first."
During the crisp laughter, Sissi had turned around and ran to the side with lighter steps.
…
Although not huge, it is still big.
No wonder she was able to develop such an inhumane temperament. Ms. Sissi’s family is indeed not a nouveau riche.
As her employer climbed all the way upstairs, Fu Qian also briefly visited her mother's former residence.
And the evaluation is definitely not for ordinary people.
The structure is complex and old, and it has a sense of history. At the same time, the maintenance cost of such a place is also sky-high, and her mother's family is obviously not ordinary rich.
"This is my grandpa."
Just as she was about to give the thumbs up, Sissi suddenly stopped and introduced the person who had been liked.
Of course not a real person.
The room she was in at the moment was a room with slightly better lighting, but not too large.
From the bookcases and wooden shelves of the same color, it is easy to confirm that this is a study room that has not been visited for a long time.
The person introduced by Sissi is hanging on one side of the wall.
An old man in formal attire.
His hair is slightly sparse and reddish, and his beard is heavy. He has no expression, but he has a sense of dignity.
At first glance, she looks a little bit like Ms. Sissi.
Before paying, I often see some descriptions, and I can tell at a glance that they are the style of my ancestors.
But to be honest, forcing a girl to look like her grandfather is over exaggerating the power of genes.
As a person who seeks truth from facts, Fu Qian commented that both of them had pretty good facial features, and at the same time, they could vaguely see some blood similarity.
Including judging from Ms. Sissi's demeanor, she doesn't seem to be too close to her grandfather.
"When he was still here, he was always very strict. He was the person I was most afraid of when I was a child, so I even resisted my mother taking me back here... Fortunately, I didn't come back many times a year."
I don’t know if it’s because of Yu Wei’s extraordinary strength, but Ms. Qianqian’s posture was even more respectful than before when she spoke eloquently.
"But sometimes I still sneak into this study. Do you know why?"
Shengru muttered to herself, and without even waiting for a reply, Sissi had already walked aside and moved a wooden chair.
"I'm not obsessed with reading, but this is the best window in any room for looking at the snow-capped mountains - although I don't particularly like looking at the snow-capped mountains."
During the continuous reversal, Sissi repeatedly identified the texture on the floor, finally found a position for the seat, sat down, and then looked up at the portrait.
"From this angle, the mountains outside will be clearly reflected on it, and the part with snow is particularly conspicuous and just covers the beard."
Sissi gestured towards her grandfather's face, and even shrank down to give herself a lower angle of view.
"And at sunrise, the snow is pale pink."
…
So majestic grandpa has a pink beard?
It seems that I can understand the mentality of a child very well.
For the first time, it is very simple to adjust to the exact same perspective as Ms. Sissi.
He, who did not disturb the other party's story, just verified it directly.
It turns out that it is indeed a wonderful angle, and even the shape of the top of the mountain is consistent with the beard in the portrait.
"So now here are the rules."
Although she remained silent before paying, Sissi was obviously quite sure that he was still listening, and now she made the request with a smile.
"I know it's a little late now, but can we go back in time again and go back to sunrise, just like last time?"
…
Sure enough, I still remember it.
Fu Qian naturally knew what incident the other party was referring to, and his behavior at that time was still too impactful and left a deep impression.
In addition, why Qian Qian made such a request, it seemed that she was not deliberately trying to embarrass herself - calculating the time it would take to leave Lincheng, there was a high probability that she would not be able to get there before the morning glow faded, including catching up on sleep.
And considering that the employer came to Lincheng to give me something, it seems that I should agree to this small request?
"I understand, but isn't it a bit much?"
"You woke up a little late last time, but now it's almost dark."
After stuffing another mouthful of bread into his mouth, he finally responded, first emphasizing the difficulty and complexity.
"...So it's not possible?"
There was silence for a moment, and there was a hint of disappointment in Sissi's tone that was hard to distinguish between true and false.
"Can."
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"but--"
Before her employer could express her joy, Fu Qian perfectly reproduced her successive turns.
"Is the snow line a little too high? Not only is the time wrong, but is your season wrong?"
This is definitely not nonsense. Although the reflection on the portrait glass perfectly matches the shape of the beard, it obviously only covers half of the chin.
When Ms. Sissi visited in the past, it was probably during the colder season.
"So...you can do that too?"
I was still saying that the time difference between morning and evening is a bit big, but now I have to adjust to the seasons. It is obvious that the consultant is so powerful that it even puts pressure on the employer.
"Can."
It's not really a matter of moving the sun out and shining it again, or turning on Clear Dream and changing the perspective texture. It doesn't matter where the snow line is.
"...That would be hard work."
…
It is indeed an interesting sight.
After a while, Fu Qian looked at the pink face with beard in the photo frame, and sighed for a moment that children have a pair of eyes that are good at discovery.
And growing a beard can indeed change a man's temperament.
At this moment, this old man who was originally full of majesty suddenly felt like a grandpa dancing in KFC, and the effect of exorcism was maximized.
"……Thanks."
For Ms. Sissi, who was in a clear dream, she obviously had more complicated emotions about this, so that after staring at her for a long time, she softly thanked her with a special smile.
"Congratulations to Mr. Consultant for winning the prize, but... do you want to increase your bet?"
"Can."
After finishing another mouthful of bread, Fu Qian showed an amazingly easy-going attitude.
"Hehe...Actually, I'm just answering a question."
It seemed that he was not surprised at all by his attitude, and Ms. Sissi did not waste any time.
"Remember when I said that I could recognize at first glance that you and I are the same type?"