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"I'm twenty-two, what about you?" Mo Xiaoyu first reported his age.
"Then I'm older than you, I'm twenty-three." Dong Zimo laughed.
"Oh, then I'll have to call you Brother from now on, Brother Dong, grandma said you are also studying art, what are you studying?" Mo Xiaoyu asked after looking at the old lady who had a warm chat with Du Manxue.
"I majored in design. Actually, I didn't like it at all, but I couldn't help it. At that time, the scores in the college entrance examination were low, so I simply transferred to the art category. It was okay. The university was good, but I was really annoying. I spent half a year. Didn't go to school." Dong Zimo shook his head.
"Yeah, me too, I haven't been to school for a long time." Mo Xiaoyu felt that he and Dong Zimo could still talk, and couldn't help but feel moved.
I came here today to get close to the old lady, but the task Lang Jianbai assigned to him still hasn't made any progress. The peripheral work has been done well, and Du Manxue has been taken down a long time ago, but it will be more difficult to go further.
I didn't expect Dong Zimo to be a pleasant surprise. Being able to make friends with Dong Zimo, a yamen, will be of great benefit to me in Tangzhou in the future, so Mo Xiaoyu decided to build a good relationship with Dong Zimo. This is just the first step.
It is not Mo Xiaoyu's original intention to climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix, but the situation is stronger than others. Ever since he got involved with Lang Jian Bai Ji Kexin, the risk has always been there, which made him feel that his own strength is too weak.
"Really, then what do you usually play?" In Dong Zimo's opinion, since Mo Xiaoyu is Du Manxue's junior and a student of the curator of the museum, he should not be that kind of ignorant little bastard. This is strictly forbidden by his father, and he must not associate with dubious people in society.
This is for the protection of my son, and also to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the opportunity. If they cannot get in touch with themselves, they may get in touch with their family members. If their son falls into the trap of the other party, then they will be caught. Involvement, this is what Dong Tianming learned from Du Manxue's father a long time ago.
"In addition to sketching everywhere, I just stay in the museum and learn antique appraisal and restoration of cultural relics with my master." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Really, you still have this hand, by the way, someday take me to have a look." Dong Zimo is very interested in Mo Xiaoyu.
"No problem, you can go at any time, call me before you go, and I will explain it to you, and I will almost memorize it." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Hey, by the way, can you identify the authenticity of antiques? When I was in Beijing, I often went to Panjiayuan with my classmates." Dong Zimo regained his energy all of a sudden and asked.
"Well, it's about the same. If we have time, let's go shopping in Tangzhou, maybe we can catch the leak." Mo Xiaoyu was ambiguous.
"Well, yes, we will contact you when we get back. By the way, give me your mobile phone number." Dong Zimo took the initiative to ask Mo Xiaoyu for his mobile phone number.
Although Du Manxue was chatting and hiking with the old lady, she was always paying attention to what happened next, and really didn't understand why Mo Xiaoyu and Dong Zimo were chatting so enthusiastically.
But at this time, Mo Xiaoyu's heart is full of laughter. If Dong Zimo is willing to go to the museum, this is something he did not expect. It seems that everyone is thinking about making money by picking up leaks.
Finally arrived at the gate of the Reclining Buddha Temple. Unexpectedly, Master Mingkong was already there to greet him. It seems that the monks are not exempt from the custom, and they also know which pilgrims are important people, so they have to receive them in person.
Master Mingkong didn't expect that Mo Xiaoyu was here, and it seemed that he came with these people, so he couldn't help being overjoyed. A rich person like Mo Xiaoyu is willing to spend money for the Buddha, so he must treat him well.
"Master, I'm interrupting you again." The old lady also clasped her hands together and bowed to Master Mingkong.
"The benefactor is very polite, please come inside." After speaking, he turned around and got out of the way.
After the old lady walked a few steps, Master Ming Kong said to Mo Xiaoyu, "Unexpectedly, Donor Mo is here today, please come inside."
At this time, the old lady turned her head and asked, "Xiaoyu, have you been here?"
"It's been a long time ago, I didn't expect Master to still remember me?" Mo Xiaoyu said.
"The Buddha will always remember those who are kind and generous, and the Buddha will always bless them." Master Ming Kong said with a smile.
Mo Xiaoyu saw it, it's over, this is asking for money again, the Buddha always blesses me, and I will be kidnapped, but then again, maybe if the Buddha didn't bless me, I might be killed, anyway It depends on how you comfort yourself.
But at this time, the old lady believed what Du Manxue said that Mo Xiaoyu was also a Buddhist, otherwise she wouldn't be so familiar with Master Mingkong.
And it seems that Master Ming Kong is still very polite to Mo Xiaoyu.?It made the old lady trust Mo Xiaoyu more in her heart, and she was quite relieved to see her grandson and Mo Xiaoyu talking and laughing happily.
Mo Xiaoyu did not follow the old lady and the others to pray to Buddha, mainly to leave space for Du Manxue to talk about Duman Mountain, and wanted to use the old lady to exert some influence on her son. After all, the relationship between the two families was unusual.
Mo Xiaoyu has been here once, and Dong Zimo has been here more often, so the two of them slowly arrived at a spacious courtyard at the back, with the faint sound of yelling.
Two people entered the door and found that there were monks practicing martial arts, but there were only two of them, one was a young monk, and the other was a monk named Mingzheng.
Mingzheng also saw Mo Xiaoyu and Dong Zimo, but just nodded. For Mingzheng, the monk's salute was not suitable for him. He always thought that he was a warrior first, and a monk second.
However, Mingzheng's status in the Reclining Buddha Temple is not low, and he is of the same generation as the abbot, both of whom are Ming characters.
The little monk was not serious about learning martial arts, perhaps due to limited talent, anyway, Mingzheng taught a set of routines three times, but he couldn't put on a decent pose, which made Mingzheng feel very embarrassed, and his tone couldn't help being a little anxious.
"Mingzheng, as a monk, the first thing in his heart is the Buddha, and then these secular things. Since he is not willing to learn, why do you force it on him?" Master Mingkong didn't know when he was behind Mo Xiaoyu and the others, but they didn't notice it, and Mo Xiaoyu was startled.
Dong Zimo did the same, patted his chest, and stepped back a few steps, looking frightened to death.
Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help thinking, is this old monk also a master? Why is there no sound when walking, but Mo Xiaoyu hasn't figured it out yet, but Master Mingkong said to Mingzheng, "You think he's slow at learning, it's because he doesn't want to learn, I'll find you someone who is willing to learn, you try Bar". After speaking, he looked at Mo Xiaoyu.
"Mo benefactor, just now benefactor Du said that you want to learn some kung fu to strengthen your body, why not let Mingzheng guide you." Master Ming Kong was still smiling, as if this matter was nothing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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