God really won't give them a way out, what should we do?
"Mom, where are the things?"
"What your father left behind are some calligraphy, paintings and decorations. Who wants these now?"
The old man is really sad. Could it be that he really can't see his grandson anymore?
"Is there nothing else?"
"It's not that you haven't seen it, you don't know what it is?"
"I didn't pay attention."
Those who watched the excitement also saw it. The Sun family really has nothing left. How much can this calligraphy and painting sell for?
It's getting late, and we all went back to cook. Su Yuanyuan was the only one left, and she looked particularly abrupt standing on the side.
In fact, she is doing psychological construction now. Calligraphy and painting are indeed worthless now, but they will be valuable in the future, that is, there should be no famous calligraphy and painting in this house.
In the end, I decided to take a look and say, "Auntie, can I have a look at those calligraphy and paintings?"
?Because Su Yuanyuan's sense of existence is really too small, so when she spoke, the couple only looked at her.
"Go, go, what do you little girl know?"
"I knew you were a prodigal."
"Are you a dead girl looking for a beating?"
Su Yuanyuan glanced at Sun Erbao contemptuously, then turned around and asked the old man, "Auntie, can I take a look? My family (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com