Who among them doesn't know that every work in Gumuxuan is the brainchild of Mulao himself.
Gumuxuan also accepts specialized customization.
Mu Lao is a real master of wood carving.
Although I always say that I am still some distance from a true wood carving master, in their view, Mu Lao is an out-and-out wood carving master.
No matter from a technical point of view, or from an artistic point of view.
Mu Lao deserves it.
Maybe they are unprofessional...
However, anyone who has seen the scene when the old man was carving... will invariably have this idea -
The old man's sincerity towards wood carvings alone is enough to make people admire him.
…
"This little week..."
Some people sighed and shook their heads.
"Who is it?"
Some people were angry, "Is there anyone so deceitful?"
"I don't know if Mr. Zhou knows about this?"
Some people also raised doubts.
…
There were whispers all around, but Mu Lao didn't pay attention.
Before he stepped into the antique store, Mr. Zhou, who was attracted by the movement at the door, came up to him, "Old Mumu, Aying, why do you have time to come to my place?"
Mulao opened Gumuxuan. There was no one in the store, just two old people looking after him.
Except when the store is closed, the two elders rarely go out of the store.
Especially when the two of them came out together.
Elder Zhou's heart moved, and he raised his eyes past the two elders in front of him, and glanced around at the people who seemed to be gathering around him outside, and he had some suspicions in his mind.
He looked at Old Mu and his wife again, frowning slightly, "Old Mu, Aying, did something happen?"
"Let's talk after we go in."
Along the way, Mu Lao's mood also regained some calmness.
Moreover, it is not known whether Mr. Zhou knows what his son has done. Mr. Mu has no habit of expressing his anger.
"Ah, oh."
Although Mr. Zhou was puzzled, he nodded quickly, "Then come in quickly."
…
The old lady closed the shop door behind her.
The light in the room suddenly dimmed a bit.
Mr. Zhou was stunned and looked at the closed store door, but didn't say anything.
I didn’t ask the old lady why she closed the door.
The solemn expressions on the faces of Mr. Mu and his wife were obvious.
He thought, maybe something big happened?
But what big thing do you want to tell him?
Mr. Zhou was confused.
Could it be that...this big event has something to do with him?
…
"sit."
Mr. Zhou motioned to the two elders to sit down, picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea.
"Drink tea."
He pushed the tea cup in front of the two elders and said, "You guys came just in time."
"This water has just been boiled."
...
Mu Lao had no intention of drinking tea.
There are no detours planned.
He was a straightforward person to begin with.
"Lao Zhou, do you know what your son did?"
Mu Lao got straight to the point.
After knowing that incident, he was in a very bad mood, or in other words, bad.
The words that come out of my mouth always have a hard taste.
…
"weekly?"
The old man was surprised.
Zhou Zhou is Xiao Zhou’s nickname.
Because both Zhou and his wife were named Zhou, they gave their son such a nickname.
However, due to my own resistance, now almost only Mr. and Mrs. Zhou call me Xiao Zhou that way.
"What's up with him?"
"What did he do?"
Mr. Zhou's expression also became serious.
He guessed wrong just now.
Isn't this matter related to him, but to his son?
He couldn't help but treat his son's affairs with caution.
…
"You really don't know?"
There was a bit of sharpness in Mu Lao's eyes.
Mr. Zhou did not evade, "I really don't know."
"Stop playing tricks."
"What's wrong with Zhou Zhou?"
"What did he do?"
"During this period..."
Mr. Zhou fell into thinking, "There is no problem..."
…
"He bought a new car."
Mu Lao's inexplicable words made Zhou Lao look confused.
Mr. Zhou nodded hesitantly, "Yes, Zhou Zhou bought a new car a few days ago."
"……What's wrong?"
Is it difficult for his son to buy a new car? Are there any problems?
"Did you give him the money to buy the car?"
Mu Lao did not answer Zhou Lao's question, but continued to ask.
"no,"
Mr. Zhou shook his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up a little, "The kid bought this with the money he earned from picking up things."
There was quite a bit of pride in his words.
"Ah."
Mu Lao couldn't help but sneered, "The money earned from picking up leaks..."
"He told you that?"
"yes."
"Is there anything wrong?"
The smile on Mr. Zhou's face disappeared, "Old Mumu, don't be so arrogant."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"What do I want to say?"
There was a hint of anger in Mu Lao's eyebrows, "What I want to say is how did your son get the money to buy the car!"
"he……"
Mu Lao controlled his emotions and narrated the whole incident to Zhou Lao in detail.
From the previous conversation, he also saw that Mr. Zhou had no idea what his son had done.
Even Mr. Zhou was deceived by his own son.
Money earned by picking up leaks?
What a good statement!
…
The more Mr. Zhou heard this, the uglier his face became, and there was still some disbelief in his eyebrows, "Really, is it true?"
"Could there be a mistake?"
"That kid Zhou Zhou wouldn't do such a thing..."
"He told us that he earned the money back through mistakes..."
"He won't lie..."
Mr. Zhou murmured in a low voice.
The hands placed on the table could not help but clenched into fists.
That kid...
...
"Whether it is true or false, you will know after calling Xiao Zhou and asking."
Seeing Mr. Zhou's appearance, Mr. Mu couldn't bear it.
But Xiao Zhou's behavior really stepped on his bottom line.
He won't give in.
"I also hope it's not true."
"Xiao Zhou is a kid I've watched grow up."
"He shouldn't be so..."
Mu Lao paused and did not say the word, "Child of..."
"If I made a mistake, I will apologize."
"but-"
Mu Lao said carefully, "If Xiao Zhou really did this..."
"I have only one request."
"He went to get the wood carving back."
"I want my wood carving back."
...
"I will change a gift for Xiao Zhou."
"But it won't be the wood carvings made by me."
...
"oh oh."
Mr. Zhou responded blankly, then with a wry smile on his face, "I want the wood carving back..."
This is not easy to do.
I went to the door in person and explained to them that what I sold to them was not a Qing Dynasty wood carving, but a modern wood carving.
The other party will find it very strange, right?
Maybe you might even suspect they have ulterior motives?
Another point is that most of the money the other party paid to buy the wood carvings was used by Xiao Zhou to buy a car.
Having to spend 500,000 yuan all at once made Mr. Zhou feel quite a bit stressed.
He shook his head.
Will not.
He believed in his son.
My son would never do such an extreme thing.
Lao Mumu just misunderstood.
Yes, that's right, there is definitely something wrong in this matter.
After Mr. Zhou tried hard to convince himself, he took out his cell phone and dialed his son's number.
