Xiaowa's father, Wang Zhongguo, urged Xiao Xingyu to turn aside and hide from others: "This is not the place to talk. I arranged for the car to be parked outside. We'll talk in the car!"
Xiao Xingyu turned around with a tacit understanding, wrapped his arms around Zhang Moyan, and walked together, just like a shepherd dog in the prairie who never forgets the important responsibility of guarding its own lambs.
Then the group followed Wang Zhongguo out of the lobby and got into a Cadillac outside the door. Xiaowa was still the driver and Wang Zhongguo took the passenger seat.
It stands to reason that a five-seater car has more than enough space for a driver, and the Wang family cannot afford to hire one. However, Xiaowa is still driving the car. Zhang Moyan feels that the Wang family's trip is deliberately low-key.
"Yanzu has told me your purpose of coming. The bottle was sent back by Yanzu himself a while ago. Not long ago, he wanted to leave with his grandma. Isn't this a joke? Yanzu didn't use his brain and didn't discuss it with me.
He recklessly went to his grandma to ask for a bottle early in the morning, but the old man kicked him out!" Wang Zhongguo said helplessly, leaning back.
Xiao Xingyu nodded after hearing this and said magnanimously: "Don't blame Xiaowa, the old lady is right to be cautious about capricious things. We are mentally prepared for this situation."
"Thank you, Brother Yu, for your understanding." Xiaowa pursed her lips with emotion and self-reproach.
"Why can this plum bottle be given to us in the first place?" Zhang Moyan asked thoughtfully in a friendly voice.
Her question was a bit off-topic. She wasn't distracted by the hazy chatter in front of her at all, and hit the nail on the head as soon as she asked it.
Xiaowa and his father both straightened their backs obviously, but for a moment, Wang Zhongguo frowned and said: "We don't know much about this. We guess that the older generation may have had some transactions with Chen Yun... Yan
Zu just got the old man's order to lurk in Xiao's house, and assigned him to hand over the plum bottle to him if he met any of Chen Yun's descendants.
"To Chen Yun's descendants? To me?" Zhang Moyan tilted his head and focused his eyes on Xiao Xingyu. The meaning was clearly: you seemed to have said "to us" before.
Invisible to the other two people, the two looked at each other, and the air was stagnant. At this moment, ten thousand plot dramas flashed through Xiao Xingyu's mind, which made him look a little dazed for the first time in a century.
I was worried that I had lost trust in the whole scene.
After standing still for a few seconds, Xiao Xingyu sighed and bit his lip resignedly.
It was too cute like this, Zhang Moyan wanted to laugh, but he still held it.
This is the nature.
She broke her gaze and continued to ask Wang Zhongguo: "How can Grandma Xiaowa be so sure that she can wait for Chen Yun's descendants in the Xiao family?"
"..." Wang Zhongguo was startled and waved his hand, "Hey, what kind of certainty is that? It's just a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor!"
Zhang Moyan's eyes darkened: "So you have deliberately placed Xiaowa in the Xiao family?"
"This, this question..." Wang Zhongguo said awkwardly and looked at Xiao Xingyu helplessly.
Xiao Xingyu laughed it off: "Oh, don't be nervous. My wife used to be a reporter. She is used to interviews and questions."
Wang Zhongguo nodded repeatedly and looked back at Zhang Moyan as if he was getting acquainted again: "Oh, that's it."
Xiaowa's flesh tightened for a while, and she didn't dare to look at Xiao Xingyu at all. She glanced hard at Zhang Moyan in the rearview mirror. This female ancestor really didn't want to drink anything!
"Xiao Wow?" Xiao Xingyu responded, "Did you think your sister Mo Yan was not decent before?"
"Uh, I, I..." Xiaowa was sweating profusely and looked at his father for help.
Wang Zhongguo was eager to save his son: "Yan Zu's mind is simple. By the way, it is best to ask the elders face to face about the things you want to know. We really don't know. Our family has always been more traditional. The younger generation cannot talk about things that the older generation does not say.
Take the initiative to ask, especially about matters related to ancestors' porcelain, and don't pry blindly."
Zhang Moyan's dark eyes stared at Wang Zhongguo, who had a sincere face. The way the other person avoided communication clearly meant that he knew something but was not telling her, but there was nothing she could do.
"I understand, it's the same as my family. It's a common problem among old families. There are many rules and order between the elders and the younger ones." Xiao Xingyu came over and gently rubbed the back of Zhang Moyan's hand, both comforting and probing.
Zhang Moyan didn't move.
Xiao Xingyu remained calm and still asked Wang Zhongguo humbly: "Where is Uncle Wang taking us now? The old lady rejected Xiaowa's request. You must have thought of some way to deal with it, right? Please give me some advice from Uncle Wang."
Guidance.”
Xiao Xingyu subtly changed his title to Wang Zhongguo, and the latter was flattered by the words "Uncle Wang". He immediately sat upright and adjusted his posture: "I don't know if this is a solution, I can only give it a try."
Xiao Xingyu raised his hand: "Please speak."
"It's like this. Yanzu and I can't talk in front of the old man, but there is someone who can, and that person is my cousin. My cousin has been treated by the old man since he was a child, and we have a closer relationship than our biological relatives. He can say ten words to us
! Let’s go to him to do some ideological work for the elderly. I told him the matter before I came to pick you up. What a coincidence. When I heard that the famous celebrity Xiao Xingyu was here, he was very interested and said that it was true.
I want to meet a famous master who knows a lot about porcelain!"
"Oh? How do you say this?" Xiao Xingyu asked with a keen sense of smell.
Wang Zhongguo put his hands on his knees and hesitated: "Our ancestors were in the same profession hundreds of years ago. It is said that our sect was unrivaled in the past, but due to various reasons, today our descendants have all done it."
I don’t make porcelain any more, but in a few hundred years there will be someone who is related to porcelain, and that’s my cousin.”
Xiao Xingyu smiled and said clearly: "You like collecting, don't you?"
Wang Zhongguo was stunned, but Xiao Xingyu guessed it right away: "It can be considered a collection! My cousin has been interested in antiques since he was a child. He fell into the trap when he was young. He has been a small urban management leader all his life.
All the money I earned was spent on it, and the family was almost depleted, which made the relationship between the couple very tense."
"Oh, I'm afraid the income from the yamen is not enough for collection, right?" Xiao Xingyu continued casually, quietly grabbing Zhang Moyan's hand and placing it on his lap to see if she could shake it off.
Zhang Moyan was speechless, wiped his big palm and withdrew his hand.
As long as she is a normal woman, she will not put her hand on a man's thigh in front of others, right?
Zhang Moyan clearly felt that Xiao Xingyu froze.
"It's definitely not enough! But he likes it!" Wang Zhongguo didn't notice the young couple's little actions at all and was still sighing, "This year my cousin's family is almost broken up!"
Xiao Xingyu: "Hey, is it so serious? By the way, you just said that your cousin is very interested in me coming here. What's going on?"
Wang Zhongguo didn't answer immediately, and first sighed: "I'm not afraid of your jokes anymore. Let me tell you this! In the first half of the year, my cousin went to the UK to participate in an auction without telling his family under the pretext of traveling abroad. He spent 100 yuan.
I spent 500,000 yuan to buy a porcelain jar. When my cousin found out about this, she went to hell with him! After all, my son had a girlfriend and was preparing to get married. It is really hard to accept that being a father is neither a big deal nor a big deal.
"
"My cousin-in-law was cruel this time and suggested that we either get a divorce and divide the house, or let my cousin sell the jar. All the family members took turns doing ideological work for my cousin, and it was not easy for him to make up his mind to sell the jar that he loved so much.
Take action. That’s why it’s just right for you, an industry insider, to come. You know a lot of people. Help him contact the contact channels or introduce some buyers. If this big thing is solved, we will ask him to help you go to Yan Zu Ta Nai to talk about it.
If Qing asks for the jar, he will definitely agree!"
"Oh..." After Xiao Xingyu heard this, he exchanged a look with Zhang Moyan with deep understanding, and said to Wang Zhongguo, "Since it is so critical, then we must go all out!"