Kong Wenli carried the five smelting patterns that Kong Yang had drawn one after another during this time, and found the location that Lin Zeng told him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The second floor of the Mind Dancer Rehabilitation Center, the Rune Trading Room.

He was a little apprehensive.

It is said that here, the strange patterns drawn by the son can be exchanged for money. Although he had already said this last time he visited Lin Zeng, the matter had not been implemented, and Kong Wenli still felt that it was up and down.

Inside the office, he was warmly received by a young man.

Kong Yang sat on a plastic chair, took out the five smelting patterns in the document bag, and placed them on the young man's desk.

The runes are very flat and not wrinkled at all.

The young man carefully took the five smelting patterns, and then took out a small plastic box from the drawer.

In the box, there are only two things.

A strangely patterned wooden stamp, a pale amber gelatinous ink.

This is what the top boss gave him.

It is specially used to identify the authenticity and quality of the melt mark.

Mo Zijie took out the wooden seal, lightly dipped it in the gelatinous ink, and then stamped a very light mark on the top smelting mark.

The mark had just been covered, as if it had been absorbed by a sponge, and in less than three seconds, it completely disappeared from the surface of the paper.

And the naked eye can see that this smelting pattern ripples out from the center, disappearing at the edge of the paper.

Every time the ripple light diffused, Mo Zijie counted it.

The first smelting pattern, a total of three circles.

According to Lin Zeng, within five circles, each ticket is 800 yuan.

That's it, one by one.

By the time of the fifth chapter of the smelting pattern, he had finally counted five circles of colorful ripple light.

"Uncle, the other smelting patterns are eight hundred each, and the rest of this quality is good, one thousand each. Mo Zijie will tell Kong Wenli the exchange price, "I will pay you a total of 5,000 yuan, do you want to transfer money, or cash?"

"Transfers. Kong Wenli was still a little nervous when he exchanged the smelting pattern for the first time, although he was mentally prepared, but he really used the five runes drawn by his son in exchange for an income of 5,000 yuan, Kong Wenli still felt too shocked.

You know, that's the equivalent of a month's salary!

Five smelting patterns only took his son half a month. I still spend most of my time practicing wisdom patterns and taking some time off to draw them.

Mo Zijie filled out a transaction form according to the law, asked Kong Wenli to sign it, and immediately transferred the money to the account provided by Kong Wenli.

The SMS prompt on the mobile phone vibrate, Kong Wenli took out his mobile phone and confirmed that the money had arrived.

A whole five thousand dollars!

A penny is not less, and it is all in the account.

If it weren't for the living, Kong Wenli would not have jumped up excitedly.

"Uncle, do you need any more help?" Mo Zijie asked politely after completing the transaction.

"Ah, oh," Kong Wenli turned his head, suddenly came to his senses, then shook his head violently, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, by the way, may I ask, how much can a wisdom pattern be sold for?"

"The boss is currently telling me that it is three thousand. Mo Zijie replied.

In fact, he didn't understand why this ordinary A4 paper could be sold for such an expensive one with strange lines drawn.

"Three thousand!" Kong Wenli heard this number, and walked out of the rehabilitation center in a daze, his mind was in a mess, thinking about this matter, and when he thought about it thoroughly and understood, Kong Wenli's face was suddenly full of ecstasy.

It turns out that the wisdom pattern that my son is learning now is more valuable than the smelting pattern!

He was in high spirits all the way to his residence.

When he returned home, he hurriedly reported the good news to his wife and son.

"Wife, come and see, Xiaoyang's smelting pattern has been sold, and it has been sold for a total of five thousand yuan!" Kong Wenli said immediately as soon as he entered the door.

Kong Yang was on the desk in his room, carefully drawing an exploded diagram of the wisdom pattern, and the Soul Dancer potted plant in front of him bent slightly, and then the leaves turned like a dance.

He raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and continued to paint on the desk.

Outside the room, Kong Wenli's wife You Meilan came out of the kitchen with an apron, patted Kong Wenli's arm unhappily, pointed to Kong Yang's room, and said, "You be quiet, Xiaoyang is still painting! Don't make any noise about him." ”

Kong Wenli hurriedly lowered his voice, followed You Meilan into the kitchen, and began to tell about his experience of selling runes just now.

You Meilan was washing vegetables while listening to Kong Wenli's narration with wide eyes. Although the process was as simple as the business of a normal bank counter, she listened very carefully.

When Kong Wenli repeatedly said that he was happy when he saw the 5,000 yuan on his mobile phone in his account, You Meilan was not a little impatient, but urged Kong Wenli to take out his mobile phone and let him read the text message of the transfer.

The two husbands and wives, head to head, smiled and bent their eyes, looking at this text message, as if the heavy haze and weight that had accumulated for twenty years on their bodies had been lifted.

"It's okay now, it's okay now!" You Meilan clasped her hands together and kept chattering, "These Xiaoyang can support themselves, I'm relieved, relieved!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, thank you, Mr. Lin is the great benefactor of our family!"

"Oh, we must buy some gifts for Mr. Lin and send them over, it's one thing whether people accept them or not, our hearts should be given to Mr. Lin. ”

"By the way, the money Xiaoyang earned, in the future, we will build a bank card number for him and save it for him. ”

Kong Wenli's eyes were full of happiness, looking at You Meilan's chatter, his heart was very happy, he wanted to sing, he wanted to roar, he wanted to vent all his bad emotions in the past twenty years.

However, in the end, he found that just quietly watching his wife's smile was enough.

Thinking of the two of them, walking hand in hand for twenty years, Kong Wenli raised his hand and gently pulled the hair of his wife's sideburns behind his ears.

You Meilan was startled by her wife's gentle movements, and gently squeezed his arm embarrassedly, and said, "It's all old husbands and wives, what are you doing!"

"Hehe...... Kong Wenli didn't speak, just smiled and looked at his wife.

You Meilan was even more embarrassed by him, nudged him lightly, and said:

"Why don't you buy something and come back, our family of three, it's rare to celebrate. Now you go to the alley to buy a roast duck and come back, add a pound of pig's head meat, I will fry two dishes, and I will eat later. ”

"Okay!"

Kong Wenli naturally obeyed.

The Kong family is close to Kong Wenli to support their livelihood, because life is not rich, plus there was Kong Yang's monthly drug control burden, as well as the cost of treatment and rehabilitation, today, when prices are soaring, relying on Kong Wenli's dead salary alone, their family's life is very poor.

For Kong Wenli's family, this 5,000 yuan is not only the weight of 5,000 yuan in cash, but also a key to open the shackles of their lives, and it also allows them to see the hope of their son's future.

There is hope, not fear.

There is hope, and eating meat is fragrant.