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As the eldest lady said, they are all ready-made, because everything is new, as big as a bed, as small as a spoon.

Unthinkable courtesy, even Aunt Tai is not used to it, the first two days actually made the meal burnt, saying that the kitchen is too new, looking at those good porcelain, a little dizzy for a while.

Not only has everything in the garden been changed, but also a new car and two high-quality horses have been added.

Xia Su replied to the eldest lady that there was no shortage of manpower, and the eldest lady was not unhappy at all, and included the monthly money of the Qiao family, and paid her this month's expenses. She was really curious, thinking that the Zhao Mansion was not so rich, maybe the eldest wife was very rich, and it was a trivial matter to post these silvers.

But according to what Aunt Tai heard, it was not like that.

The eldest lady's family is not poor, but she is not rich enough to squander the dowry at will.

No matter how you look at it, the pair of distant relatives and elders spent a lot of money on Zhao Qinghe's new home, and their intentions became more and more obvious.

What is the purpose?

The intention of recruiting a son-in-law.

If it weren't for the new home of the young couple in the future, why would they have to work so hard?

Tuk tuk! Someone knocked on the window edge.

Xia Su thought of the person who asked her to change into her night clothes, and said lightly, thinking that he had something to be impatient about, and it wasn't she who begged him to take him out.

Just thinking about it, she knew that the freak herself who was getting more and more energetic at night was also time to go out and breathe after a few days of painting behind closed doors.

After catching the big and long coat and putting it on, and hiding the black clothes inside, Xia Su walked outside.

The man knocking on the window stood between the colored stone paths, and the glass cup in his hand reflected the colorful light under his feet, illuminating his dark blue. The old shirt without lines and cases, the heroic and sassy figure, with the night as the curtain. The cold wind, the oblique shadow, the posture is like a knife, and the cold spirit is colorful, easily outlining a chic character.

Xia Su also painted by himself when he was a child, and after his talent for copying painting appeared, he was busy figuring out the painting styles of major famous artists, and he had no energy or motivation to paint by himself. This night, she felt a hint of urgency to catch a pen for herself.

"Women have to wear fine makeup when they go out, I understand very well, but my sister is different from ordinary women when she goes out, as long as the clothes are worn in the right color and unkempt. My brother doesn't mind walking with the beggar, as long as the beggar moves quickly, I don't need to drink the wind at night. ”

It's just that as soon as this person speaks, there is no urgency, and the person in the painting is broken into slag in his heart.

Xia Su was expressionless, "Where are you going?" ”

"When you arrive, you will know, my sister likes it." Zhao Qinghe also looked at Xia Su very carefully, and lamented in his heart, "The Buddha relies on gold, people rely on clothes, and the very delicate girl is in the sack, so there is no place for it." ”

Not only sighed, but also sighed.

Xia Su walked calmly towards Zhao Qinghe, "accidentally" stepped on someone's foot, picked the most unbearable toe part, twisted the toe repeatedly, and pressed the weight, seeing that he couldn't cry out the pain with his mouth open, he slowly withdrew his foot, walked over, and said lightly with his back to him, "Yo, it's too dark, careless." ”

Zhao Qinghe really didn't expect that her small body and small strength could still hurt herself, but just like the hardness of a turtle shell, there was unbearable pain in her feet.

He hugged his feet and rubbed his shoes, out of the psychology of a big man, he couldn't shout or retaliate back, he could only grin his teeth and roll his eyes in pain at the air.

The car is still old. Horses, still old. People, sentient.

Xia Su didn't say anything, but he admired Zhao Qinghe's practice of still using old horses and old cars, he liked the new, and he didn't get tired of the old.

After about half an hour, I parked in an alley on the edge of the southeast city. Zhao Qinghe said that he was going to walk, and Xia Su took it slowly.

Out of the alley, it is the whole Daoming Street, wide and clean, only a few doors, looking quite wealthy, obviously the door is high and the house is deep.

Zhao Qinghe didn't go to the street, leaned against the alley, whistled, not sharp, easy to ignore.

Soon a man came up to him and exchanged words with him.

This person's appearance and peach blossom eyes are none other than Zhao Qinghe's bastard brother Master Dong.

"Why did it take so long to arrive?" Master Dong is also an anxious person.

Zhao Qinghe pointed behind him, "Wait for her." ”

Master Dong tilted his head to look into the alley, and it was dark.

He thought that he couldn't do it, could it be that his eyesight was not good, so he stretched the corners of his eyes with his hands and squeezed them clearly from the gap between his eyes, and the result was still the same.

"Zhao Qinghe, you can fool me, there is no ghost shadow."

"Of course there are no ghost shadows, there are turtle shadows. Since it's a turtle, it's slowly crawling out, don't worry. "It's still early at night, it's a gentleman, you should wait.

Master Dong actually believed him, and lowered his voice, "It's the same." I've heard that real connoisseurs are more or less eccentric, and you think, they usually only deal with paintings, and they don't know much about the world. He spontaneously explained, thinking that the helper Zhao Qinghe found had a strange personality.

Zhao Qinghe smiled deeply, watching the nightcoat seep into the light inch by inch. It turned out to be a change of clothes, no wonder it was going to be slow, but the footsteps were too broken, and the heels were on tiptoe, so how long did you plan to measure the alley?

"Did my sister hear that? Why don't you speed up and make a name for yourself? ”

Master Dong turned around, and when he saw Xia Su in a night suit, he immediately twisted his neck, and pressed it for a while.

He asked Zhao Qinghe, "This...... This is the master of distinguishing the authenticity of ancient paintings? ”

Zhao Qinghe asked rhetorically, "Not like it?" ”

Master Dong thought to himself, it's weird, no matter how smart she looks, it's just a girl, and her black clothes don't fit well, and she is not used to her slow steps.

He naturally didn't know that it wasn't that the black clothes didn't fit, but that the black clothes had been worn too many times, and they were old and shrunk.

As for twisting and slowing, that is Xia Su's must-play signboard when traveling - guard.

"Because I'm not." Xia Su felt that he was not well prepared tonight, Zhao Qinghe didn't need to say it, this peach-eyed man had also seen it.

The wind howled through the hall, the night clothes were suddenly cold, close to the skin and veins, and the blood was also cold, filtering through the whole body with the meridians, and she shivered in an instant, and she couldn't help rubbing her arms.

Master Dong glanced at Zhao Qinghe and asked silently what was going on.

Zhao Qinghe may not know all of Xia Su's skills, but he thinks he can set higher expectations for her, "It's not like it, isn't it, it's just our brother and sister." You kid used to praise my sister for being smart and daring to love birds. Do you lead the way? If you don't take us home, don't even think about asking me for help in the future. ”

Dong Lin touched his nose, led Zhao Qinghe and Xia Su to the other end of Ming Street, and muttered as he walked, "Being smart and appreciating paintings are not the same thing, and it is not what I said about 're-investigating the case and discovering the scene is very important'." I didn't ask you for help, but you told me to come out for a drink, and then I said I would come back and have a look. I still don't understand what these petty thefts have to do with homicides. ”

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