Chapter 63
After dinner, Shen Lang was called away by his grandfather, but it was not the two of them who came to the study, but also his second uncle and Grandpa Yun, and they followed Shen Lang into the study together.
While he hadn't spoken, Shen Lang raised his eyes and looked at the layout of the study, the overall color tone was crimson, which looked very solemn and atmospheric, and the outside of the study was a small reception room, with a few sofas, but the group did not stay here, but came directly to the study inside, and Zhang Yun closed the door by the way.
Seeing that the grandfather and the second uncle had to sit down, the grandfather sat on the chair behind the desk, behind it was a bookcase, which was full of rows of books, very neat and neat, the place where the second uncle sat was by the left wall, where two Taishi chairs and a wooden table were placed, and there was nothing else on the wall of the second uncle opposite except for a pair of words, Shen Lang took a look at it with attention, although the words were written in general, the posture and spirit were very good, The following name is only written as a souvenir for Comrade Ma Zhenggang, and it seems that it is not written by ordinary people.
Seeing that he didn't mean to sit down, Shen Lang had to stand in the middle two steps back, Ma Yun didn't feel anything, but Ma Zhenggang, who was sitting there, and Zhang Yun, who was standing behind him, felt a little depressed, Shen Lang seemed to be a little far away from his position, if you wanted to talk to him, either you would stretch your neck, or you would be louder, but no matter which point it was, it was a little inconsistent.
"Xiao Lang, the two of us have talked a lot about the idle court, and now it's not interesting for the two of us to talk about this again, let's talk about your affairs! I heard your grandmother say that you like to read very much, which is a good habit, and you usually like to read some books! β
"I see everything, I don't have any special hobbies." It's the same as not saying it.
This attitude made Ma Yunfang frown a little, and the attitude of Ma Zhenggang, who was sitting there, also changed slightly, but after all, he was still his grandson, so Ma Zhenggang still said with a pleasant face: "Then what kind of hobbies do you usually have, I heard that you apprenticed with Zhao Fengchun?" When's it? β
"I don't have any hobbies in normal times, but if I have to say it, walking the dog is one." As soon as this sentence came out, Ma Yunfang over there was almost choked by his own saliva, it was the first time he had heard someone have such a hobby when he was so big, and this person still said such a sentence in his father's study, whether this is nonsense, an angry old man with a heart, or is he such a character.
Ma Zhenggang snorted, "This is also a hobby?" Okay, that's your answer. But you don't seem to have answered my second question? β
"A long time ago, three or four years ago! He asked me what movies I like to watch and what music I like to listen to, and that's basically the kind of question, and then the two of us became a strange master-apprentice relationship, which is probably like this, grandpa, do you have anything else to ask? β
Well, Ma Zhenggang glanced up, the little guy actually provoked himself, hearing his father's voice, Ma Yunfang gritted his teeth, he already felt a bad meaning, the little guy lacked a sense of awe for his father, and he took such an occasion too seriously, it was okay to talk like this once or twice, the old man still had these qualities, but if he continued like this, it was difficult to guarantee that the old man would not be angry, and even thundered.
After saying a few more words, the old man gestured to Zhang Yun behind him, and asked him to take the things that Shen Lang sent today, and then opened them and placed them on his desk, "Shen Lang, I really want to know where these things came from, I listened to the estimate just now, more than one million, what a big deal!" β
"Bought it." Shen Lang's answer was neat, even a little proud.
"Bought?" The old man didn't even feel that his voice was a little loud, "Where did the money come from, don't sue me that you bought this for a hundred yuan, and don't sue me that you picked up this money, you went back and forth to Beijing City twice, and spent 10 million yuan, how do you explain this number?" Could it be that you picked up the rags and picked them up, where is there such a good place, you sue sΓΉ sΓΉ sΓΉ me? β
Ma Yun also opened his mouth wide when he heard this number, although he said that the number he handled was more than one billion, but that was the country's money, and the kid in front of him usually spent 10 million, so much money he took? If this money is brought, it will not be a problem to bury him entirely.
Shen Lang tilted his head, "It's similar to picking up rags, there's always a chance to look carefully." β
As soon as Ma Yun said this, he closed his eyes, and then slapped the table in fear, "Fart, pick up rags and wear you so neatly, there are five people and six people, say, what name did you make so much money there?" β
Shen Lang turned his head to the side, and said angrily: "Don't you just want to know if I am under your banner?" I don't have that time or that interest, not to mention that my surname is Shen and not Ma. β
"Shut up." Ma Yunfang stood up at this time, looking at Shen Lang with a stern expression, he knew that if this matter continued to be talked about, it would only get worse and worse, his father couldn't let go of this face, and Shen Lang, the nephew, didn't have any good feelings for his old man, maybe there was a lot of resentment in his heart.
"Sit down and let him speak."
Shen Lang glanced at his second uncle, and then turned his head to the side again, the room was quiet all of a sudden, and the old man also began to gasp, the resistance was not light, and the more he looked at the things on the table, the more angry he became, so he directly grabbed the pair of jade bracelets, but as soon as his hand was raised, he heard Shen Lang say in a strange manner: "That is not for you." "The implication is that you don't have the right to touch that thing.
This is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, the angry old man stood up directly, slammed the bracelet in front of Shen Lang, and then took out the painting in the box, but when he got started, he also hesitated for a while, this is Zhang Yun's favorite painting, he always goes to see it when he is fine, he knows this. ,
But just when he was still hesitating, he heard Shen Lang snort with his nose, and he specially bent down to pick up a piece of broken jade on the ground.
"Take your things and get out tomorrow morning, don't say it's from our Ma family in the future."
Shen Lang snorted, the arrogance in his heart was also aroused, he reached out and took out a lighter from his pocket, and directly lit the painting, "Don't want grandpa, you are a big driver, anyway, no one likes me to stay here, and I don't like to stay in this kind of ghost place, from now on we have nothing to do with each other, I am not good at adult good things, but I can do bad people and good deeds, see who can do it better." After saying that, he turned around and walked away, without stopping a step.
When he walked to the end of the corridor, Shen Lang saw his mother and father who had been waiting there for a long time, Ma Yunfang also pulled Shen Zui and walked over quickly, glanced behind him before saying, "What did your grandfather tell you, did you make your grandfather angry?" β
"The talk fell apart." As he spoke, he glanced at his father, "I'll go back and rest, and I'll call my father and mother later." At this time, He Cui also walked over from there, of course she heard what Shen Lang said, and her face was not particularly good-looking, but before she could speak, she saw Shen Lang reach over and hand over a piece of jade that had been broken, "I'm sorry grandma, the bracelet was broken, I'll go first, you rest early." β
Looking at Shen Lang who left without looking back, He Cui's face was also very dark, but she didn't understand what was going on inside now, so she couldn't make judgments. "Yun Fang, Xiao Shen, you two go back to rest first, and I'll go see what's going on."
Looking at his father, Ma Yunfang hesitated for a moment and said: "Dad, I think today's incident is a little too strange, let's not talk about why Xiao Lang always flirts with you today, and why Dad, why you are the same today as usual, you didn't suppress your anger at all, speaking of which, it is really the first time I have seen you for so many years, I think Uncle Yun is probably the first time!" Zhang Yun in the back nodded, but did not speak.
"What do you mean?"
"Let's analyze the first question first, why did Shen Lang give these two special gifts, my mother told me that Xiao Lang is a very special child, and you can't look at him with a child's eyes, I saw it today, and what my mother said is not wrong at all. Since he is very sensible, why did he still give these two gifts, and there is another question, why don't you pick other calligraphy and paintings, but you have to pick this one? There is no such coincidence in the world, and if this is not a coincidence, then there are other problems here. β
"Go on?"
"I can't tell you how Xiao Lang's money came from, but I can be sure that he will at least not use the banner of our family, even if it is under the banner of our family, it is impossible for such a long time to not even spread a little rumor and news. Even if someone deliberately conceals it, how much means is needed to reach the sky, and what is the key to this, for the sake of Shen Zheng and Shen Nan? Or is it for you, father? I don't think it's possible, the income is too small compared to the input. β
"Since it's neither, is there only one possibility left?"
"Yes, to put it mildly, there is a reason why Xiao Lang is messing around today, and it is logical to think like this. I'm afraid that this game has been laid out since the last time I came, and we all guessed that he came up to see you under the guise of seeing the master, but in fact, he came to set up this game under the guise of watching you, and now it seems that his bureau has been arranged, I don't think he is necessarily very proud in his heart now! β
What kind of person is the old man! Ma Yunfang had already thought very clearly when he didn't finish talking about this matter, but after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly laughed, "There is no way, I can only use Zhao Yinglong as a gun for a while, and it will be a little troublesome to explain to Lao Zhao in the future." β
Ma Yun understood what it meant when he heard it, because the last time Zhao Yinglong fought just a short time ago, and these little guys were not idle, after all, the two sides have not yet struggled to come up with a result, at this time, tell the two of them the news of Zhao Yinglong's return, and they can still do it halfway. If another policeman comes out at this time, this matter will be interesting.
"Dad, I'll talk to Uncle Zhao about this matter! And tonight may have to trouble Uncle Yun and ask him to run outside, but before that, I still asked my mother to tell Mrs. Seven, this will bother your old man. β
Ma Zhenggang looked at the jade bracelet that had been broken on the ground, and there was a turtle on his mouth, and at the same time he remembered that Shen Lang, the bastard, seemed to have deliberately picked up a piece when he left, but he thought he was reluctant? "Oh no, this bastard must have gone to your mother to complain."
As he spoke, he heard a burst of eager footsteps, and the door was suddenly pushed open, He Cui stood at the door with a pale face, first looked at the picture scroll on the ground that had not been completely burned to ashes and the bracelet that was broken, and sneered, "Comrade Ma Zhenggang, can you explain why the bracelet given to me by my grandson fell like this, that thing seems to have been given to me, not to you." Let's not talk about the money first, why don't we talk about it first. β
Ma Yunfang also saw his father's eyes at this time, glanced at Uncle Yun, and then stood up with his scalp, came to his mother's side, and whispered: "Mom, let's talk about this slowly, this is not my father and Xiaolang's fault." β
"It's not their fault, it's my fault!"
"Mom, it's wrong! It's completely that this gift is too valuable, you also know your father's personality, and giving him such a gift, whether it is his father or Xiaolang, can't pull this good. Xiao Lang said that there was no problem with his gift, but his father said that there was a problem with the gift he sent, and this is not a question of who is right and who is wrong, it is completely a confrontation between two natures and two ideas. He didn't dare to say that this painting had been torn up by his father before, and now he can only steal this concept.
Seeing that his mother's face softened, Ma Yun put it inside and continued: "Dad is also angry, this matter is not my uncle's words, Xiao Lang is a little reckless, Dad asked him to stay here tonight and go back to Uncle Zhao tomorrow, but Xiao Lang turned his head and left directly." "Here, Ma Yunfang has changed the day again." That's how things happened, Mom, let's see if you have a conversation with Aunt Seventh first. β