"Okay, then I'll go back first, you remember to tell your uncle and aunt at night, if you dare to release my pigeon, I will hammer you to death." Lin Xiaoxiao didn't forget to threaten when she left.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao was finally gone, An Yan turned around and went to the antique street.

The only thing he knows of a shop that sells cinnabar yellow paper is a shop in the antique street, the name is Poetic and Picturesque, yes! That's the name!

It's obviously a store that sells these feudal superstitious things, but it's called such a ghost name. The two styles don't match at all, and An Yan thought it was because of this name that he thought it was a shop that sold antique calligraphy and paintings, and he went in to take a look, who knew that it was actually selling magic talismans.

As soon as he entered the store, An Yan felt very comfortable, as if the ghost pill in the sea was suppressed, and the ghost was locked inside.

An Yan was taken aback and took a step back.

The feeling of being suppressed dissipated again.

I can't see it, but this store is quite hidden. An Yan touched his chin, but he is a human now, even if the ghost qi is suppressed, those Taoist Heavenly Masters and the like should not accept him, right? I was a little unsure about whether I wanted to buy cinnabar yellow paper in the end, and I walked in again after I did a good job of construction.

The boss at the gate glanced at An Yan, and said in a lazy tone, "What do you want to buy?" ”

"Do you have any yellow paper cinnabar here?" An Yan asked bluntly.

"At what price?" Seeing that it was another list with no oil and water to fish, Zhuang He's attitude was much worse than before.

An Yan was stunned, this yellow paper and cinnabar are still layered! "Can you tell us about it?"

"A pile of ordinary yellow paper costs 10 yuan for 30 sheets, 1 gram of cinnabar is 15, a pile of yellow paper of better quality is 100, and 1 gram of cinnabar is 300. Top cinnabar 3000 per gram. ”

An Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, this is so much worse, if he really wants to calculate it like this, the little money on his body will be enough for him to buy some of the worst yellow paper and cinnabar. Sure enough, cultivation is a money-burning industry, which makes him, a person whose economic resources depend entirely on pocket money, live.

"Then I want ten piles of ordinary yellow paper, and three hundred yuan of cinnabar." Some reluctantly handed over Grandpa Mao in his hand, there was only 600 yuan in total, and it cost him more than half of his net worth to buy such a little thing.

Holding a fluttering paper bag, An Yan went to the stationery store to buy some rice paper, brushes and ink filled with bottles, and then went home.

When he got home by taxi, he didn't even have the whole Grandpa Mao all over his body, and only some change was left.

After entering the house, An Yan found that the whole family was at home tonight, and he was a little curious for a while, "You don't have to work overtime today?" "Usually, even the New Year is impossible to put together a family so completely, today is the sun coming out in the west?

"I didn't have anything to do today, so I came back early, your mother said that you will enter the college entrance examination next year, so I want to ask you if you have any plans for this summer?" An Shaohui received a look from his daughter-in-law, and greeted him with a pleasant face.

"What's the plan?" There was also such a scene in the previous life, but at that time, only An Shaohui was at home alone, and he asked casually, not as grand as when the whole family was together now.

"I want to travel for a summer before the start of my junior year of high school, is that okay?" An Yan saw that Lin Cuifen's face changed when she heard him say this, and her anger instantly weakened.

An Shaohui was stunned, "Yes, where do you want to play?" Do you need daddy's arrangement? An Shaohui touched Lin Cuifen's leg slightly under the table.

As if thinking of something, Lin Cuifen simply came out of sight and tossed by An Shaohui.

"No, no, just give me money, I can arrange it myself." Seeing An Shaohui loosen his mouth, An Yan immediately climbed up the pole.

Although he felt that his family was hiding something from him, he was also traveling around the world outside during this time when he thought about his previous life, and nothing happened to him, so he put this matter down.

"Okay, it should be enough for your mother to give you six thousand yuan in a while, right?"

"Enough is enough, but Dad, is there something going on at home? According to my mother's temperament, can I go out for a summer vacation? An Yan knocked on the side.

"Something happened, but it's a good thing, the demolition households above have been approved, our family is within the scope of demolition, your mother and I want to use the money from the demolition plus our savings for many years to buy a small villa directly in the suburbs, but the villa needs to be renovated, your mother and I temporarily live in your grandfather's house, and your brother sleeps in the bureau." You also know that your grandfather's house is such a small place, and it really can't fit you. Seeing that An Yan couldn't hide it, An Shaohui wanted to use this incident to deceive the past.

It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with them, but is it really because of this? I don't know why, An Yan always felt that it was not so simple, but seeing that An Shaohui made it clear that he didn't want to talk about it, he knew that he couldn't ask anything more.

Fortunately, this statement was accepted.

"It's a good thing, then the cottage will be renovated, and I'll live in the biggest room." An Yan asked unceremoniously.

You must know that the largest room was lived by An Ting in the previous life, and it was also the result of An Yan's fiasco after the two brothers went through the 'fight', in this life, he didn't plan to fight with An Ting again 'fairly', and he would talk about it after getting the ownership of this room first.

"Okay, let's eat quickly after the matter is over, this dish is going to be cold." Lin Cuifen glared at An Yan angrily and sandwiched a sweet and sour pork rib for him.

It's been a long time since I've eaten Lin Cuifen's dishes, and An Yan was very happy to eat this meal, so he successfully ate the ribs in the activity of fighting wits and courage with An Ting.

After the meal, Comrade An Shaohui was responsible for cleaning up the dishes, Comrade An Ting was responsible for washing the dishes and chopsticks, and An Yan was responsible for standing up on the sofa.

Lin Cuifen went back to the room and counted six thousand from the safe and gave it to An Yan. "When you go out to play, you should also bring Chinese and English textbooks, and memorize them when you are idle at night, if you don't have 110 points in Chinese and English subjects at the beginning of the school test, you don't want to touch your mobile phone and computer for the whole school year in your junior year."

An Yan looked confused, his feelings are waiting here, he can't touch his mobile phone and computer for a whole school year, what is the difference between this and killing him?

took over the brand-new Grandpa Mao at the moment, and responded flatteringly. "Don't worry, Lafayette, the little one will definitely bring the books." As for the latter words, he didn't hear them, and when the time comes, he puts the phone in the novice space, and the can he still find the phone?

"An Xiaoyan, you didn't come to help wash the dishes, what are you still grinding there?" Originally, the two brothers should have done the work of washing the dishes at night, but he had washed half of the dishes, and the stinky boy had not yet come, and he instantly turned into Godzilla again.