I always felt that this man knew some strange things, but when I thought about them, they were very important, and they were always ignored.

Qin Xuan lifted the plastic bag, the man calmly took it in his hand, the two walked out, Qin Xuan suddenly remembered something and asked him: "Whose lotus picture is the painting you want to buy?"

"Wu Yingzhen. Tang Xiaoming replied without thinking, and asked him again, "What, it's not for sale?"

"No, I still have a copy of the Song Dynasty of Wu Daozi at home, and a buyer has just contacted me. Qin Xuan looked up and found that the bus was coming, so he hurriedly pulled him on the bus with a coin, "Let's get on the bus first." ”

There are four buses to the suburbs every day, with long intervals and long distances, and often the buses are overcrowded, Qin Xuan is mentally prepared, Tang Xiaoming is not such a picky person, so as soon as they got on the bus, they were crowded by the crowd, and it was difficult for Tang Xiaoming to find a chance to speak.

Wu Daozi, copying, Song Dynasty, these three things alone are destined to cost a lot of money.

Since her family collects antiques and the old mansion of the Ming Dynasty, why is she in such a hurry to sell, and she refuses to mention her family.

Could it be that something is going on at home?

Although he had doubts, Tang Xiaoming thought about it again, Qin Xuan's family affairs had nothing to do with him, even if her family was in debt, it would not delay her to find a job, as long as she was short of money, she would have the opportunity to hire her as her own designer.

The bus only stopped at a three-way intersection at the end of Tongping Road, Qin Xuan squeezed out of the car, breathed a breath of fresh air with relief, and was about to look back to see where Tang Xiaoming was, when suddenly a high female voice came from behind him-

"Isn't this Xuanxuan's eldest niece!You and I are on a ride!"

Qin Xuan frowned painfully, bent over and took a few breaths, forced herself to smile, and turned to look at Aunt Sun, "What a coincidence, Aunt Sun, you also live around here?"

"My home is far away, my family lives in the Huandu community, and you also live in this community?" Aunt Sun smiled and stroked the cabbage in the trolley, "Look at my memory, do you live in Tongping Road! Is it the Xingye Community on Tongping Road, or the Ya'an Community?"

Qin Xuan doesn't know how to describe it, she now lives in an old mansion in the Ming Dynasty, with no neighbors and no gas.

Probably haunted.

"Today's cabbage is really good, Auntie will bring you a few in the past, it just so happens that I haven't seen Teacher Qin for 20 years, and I want to catch up, let's go, Auntie will send you back!"

Qin Xuan waved her hand again and again, and finally was forced to be helpless, so she said, "Thank you, Auntie, my parents are abroad and not at home." ”

"Oh, it's not in the country—" Aunt Sun stopped in frustration.

At this time, Tang Xiaoming finally squeezed out of the bus, and at a glance, he saw Qin Xuan looking at him crazily, and he was very puzzled, so he took a step towards the two of them.

"Your family lives far away, Auntie is a little tired of moving these cabbages, if it's close, can you let Auntie drink a glass of water before leaving?"

Qin Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "There are three villas on Tongping Road, and I live in the middle one. ”

"Tongping Road........ ......... villa" Aunt Sun squinted her eyes and recalled, suddenly she didn't know what to remember, and looked at her with wide eyes, "Is it the small western-style building encircled by King Jin's mansion?

"Don't need a ticket, just go in, it's just not very convenient. Qin Xuan nodded stubbornly, Aunt Sun's words undoubtedly confirmed the haunted speculation in her heart.

O king!

How many maids and concubines died in the house fight!

The cemetery is not just talking!

But I saw that Aunt Sun's face turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye, the loose flesh on her cheeks shook violently, and she said in a weird way: "Some people, when they are so prosperous, they forget their relatives and friends who rolled in the mud together, and I can't complain that you always prevaricate me with words!"

"I didn't mean that, it was my bad luck to live in that house—"

Before the words fell, Tang Xiaoming put his hand on her shoulder from behind.

"Auntie, you still don't know that my ancestor's surname is Aixin Jueluo, right?