Liu Fatzi smiled: "Yes, the uncle and aunt are homesick!"

The old lady waved her hand, "Where, where!"

As she spoke, the old lady pointed at Liu Jiajun and said, "What's wrong with the old man?"

Liu Jiajun waved his hand, covered his chest, and hummed out a sentence for a long time, "I'm angry!"

The old lady's face changed and she looked at Yang Bo and the two.

Without waiting for her to speak, Yang Bo just spoke: "Auntie, what do you think of the uncle's collection of these things?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, "If he likes it, let him collect it!"

"Uncle must have spent a lot of money on his collection, what do you think of his collection?" Yang Bo asked again.

"If he likes it, let him collect it!" said the old lady.

Yang Bo pointed to the chicken bowl cup on the coffee table, "I am an appraiser, if you believe in the fat man's character, I will tell you the truth, this chicken bowl cup is a fake." ”

The old lady was stunned for a moment, "How can it be fake? How can it be fake?" Our old man has studied it for so many years, how can it be fake?"

"You are talking nonsense! You just want to get my chicken bowl cup, you have bad intentions!" Liu Jiajun also retorted.

Yang Bo frowned, "Uncle, have you really studied it for many years? What does a real chicken bowl cup look like, have you ever seen it? The color of the real Chenghua Doucai chicken bowl cup is thick but not bright, and the real Chenghua has a layer of clouds, bubbles like beads, and the blue and white color of the words is dull, do you know all of this?"

Yang Bo saw that Liu Jiajun's state was not right, because he could feel that the other party seemed to be in a state of demonic confusion, and if he didn't really wake up, he was afraid that he would buy more fakes in the future, so he gave up the euphemistic strategy he had discussed before!

Liu Jiajun stared at the chicken bowl cup and was silent.

The old lady turned her head to look at Liu Jiajun, "Old man, you tell him that you are right!"

Liu Jiajun stared at the chicken bowl with his eyes, but still didn't speak.

Liu Fatzi took a step forward and shook it gently, but Liu Jiajun was weak and fell down.

Yang Bo was taken aback, and the old lady exclaimed even more, and in a hurry, the old lady took out heart medicine from her pocket, asked Liu Jiajun to eat it, and called the emergency number again.

After a while, Liu Jiajun woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes and saw Yang Bo and the two, he shook his head and did not speak.

Sending Liu Jiajun to the hospital and sitting outside the emergency room, Yang Bo was a little nervous, he didn't expect Liu Jiajun's body to be so weak, he turned to look at Liu Fatzi, "Am I talking too aggressively?"

Liu Fatzi shook his head, "It's okay, we originally wanted to go wrong, if a little tactfulness can really make him change, it's okay, looking at the final situation, I'm afraid he is unwilling to change." ”

Yang Bo shook his head and sighed lightly.

The old lady sat aside, heard the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but look at Liu Fatzi, "Fat Dun'er, even though I haven't seen each other for so many years, I believe you, you tell your aunt, are all those things fake?"

Liu Fatzi was a little hesitant, thinking that he would try his best to coax the other party, no matter what it was, just go back to China directly.

Just as he was about to speak, a young man in his thirties ran over and said, "Grandma, what's wrong?"

The old lady took her grandson's hand and tears fell, "It's okay, our family has relatives from China, your grandfather was happy to see them, and suddenly had a heart attack, but it's not a big problem." ”

The old lady's explanation made Yang Bo feel good, and he originally planned to let it go, but he had to stay at this time.

The young man looked at Yang Bo and the two and smiled, "I'm really sorry, grandpa has been very homesick for the past two years, and his business is too busy, so he hasn't had time to take the two old people back, and you came to meet this incident, I'm really sorry." ”

Liu Fatzi hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't say that, come and see the uncle, I'm also very happy, it's me who came too abruptly." ”

As he spoke, Liu Fatzi pointed at the boy, "You are Xiao Yong, right? I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are already so tall!"

The young man smiled, and Fat Liu looked at the old lady, "What about his father?"

The old lady shook her head, didn't explain, and changed the topic and said: "Don't talk about these things, don't be polite, by the way, Xiaoyong, go back and take out those antiques from your grandfather's collection to identify them and see if they are true or fake?"

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Hey, okay, I'll go tomorrow." ”

"I want the real appraisal results, haven't you appraised a few paintings before, and have you faked the appraisal results of those paintings?" asked the old lady suddenly.

Liu Yong was stunned, waved his hand and said, "Grandma, what are you talking nonsense? Will I do that kind of thing?"

The old lady pointed at Yang Bo and the two and deceived him: "These two are not only our relatives, but also well-known cultural relics identification experts in China!"

Liu Yong was stunned all of a sudden, and he couldn't react, so he nodded and said in a low voice: "It's me who made a fake, grandma, grandpa, it's not easy for him to collect, just let him collect some things, it's not much to do!"

The old lady probably expected this situation, but it was still difficult to accept, and only then did she speak: "In other words, these hundreds of thousands of flowers are in vain?"

Liu Yong lowered his head, "Grandma, all the flowers have been spent, and they will always earn it back." ”

The old lady was stunned, "But that's his life savings, when did you know, why didn't you stop him?"

"Last year, since then, he has rarely bought things, because my grandfather has left his hometown and does not have many hobbies, and I am afraid that he will be bored, so I did not say anything. Liu Yong explained.

The old lady sat down, looked up at Fat Liu, and asked hesitantly, "Can you still return those things?"

"Those who have invoices should be able to buy them, and those who don't have invoices may be bought outside and should be able to sell them at a discount. Liu Fatzi explained.

The old lady nodded, "Forget it, let's go back and ask him!"

Yang Bo didn't speak, because he could probably understand the meaning of the money for the family.

Approaching evening, Liu Jiajun finally woke up, he looked at Liu Yong, and sighed.

Liu Yong hurriedly shook his head, "Grandpa, don't think about it, there will always be a solution." ”

"These were originally intended to be left to you!" Liu Jiajun looked sad.

Liu Jiajun probably understood it himself, and said to Liu Fatzi: "Nephew, this matter is an uncle begging you, please help me dispose of these, hoping to recover a little loss." ”

Liu Fatzi couldn't refuse, he glanced at Yang Bo apologetically, and then nodded, "Uncle, leave this matter to me, let's sort it out tonight." ”

Liu Jiajun shook his head, "No hurry, no hurry." ”

"Old man, you are not in a hurry, but people are in a hurry to return to China, what young man has no career!" the old lady reprimanded.

Liu Fatzi smiled awkwardly and did not speak.

Liu Jiajun reacted, "Okay, Xiao Yong will accompany you, I can always help you do some coolies." ”