Chapter 237 (1/2)
”Say what? Those are the pottery Dolls... ”
Xu Dongsheng gestured with both hands, but because his art skills may be poor, Xu Shenxing didn't see what he was gesturing.
”Ah, the souvenir I brought from Fusang is Tao puppet... Well, it's wrong to say souvenirs,” said Shenshan qianzao, frowning. She was not used to Chinese. She thought about her words for a long time, and then said, ”Grandpa said that it was something passed down from generation to generation by my father. Maybe it's because he felt that he almost abandoned me in the past, That's why you gave it to me. ”
”That's called an heirloom, isn't it?” Xu Shenxing sighed with a headache: ”Dad, do you hear me? I'm also an international friend. Give her the Heirloom back quickly.”
Perhaps infected by Xiao Zhengyi before, Xu Shenxing also took the word ”international friend” with him.
”That's a pity.”
Xu Shenxing's father spread his hands, then went into the test-bed, found some pottery dolls, put them in a bag and handed them back to qianzao: ”I'm sorry to take your things casually... I thought they were my son's things. I always thought that this boy could not find other tenants except Molly in his life.”
”Can I just take my things! And to what extent do you despise me! ”
”My son's things are mine! My stuff or my stuff! ”
”Giambi, you! This stem is too old for many people to understand! ”
”Little Molly is so pathetic. She is so hungry with the boy these days.”
Father Xu ignored the furious Xu Shenxing, touched Molly's head and said painfully.
Molly also cooperatively made a sad look.
This naturally made Xu Shenxing more angry: ”you two give me almost a little --!”
He finally calmed his mood. Xu Shenxing frowned and asked, ”Dad, did you only take these pottery dolls?”
”I also took the cheese and bacon in the fridge as a drink and dish 0.”
”I managed to grab the treasure from the aunt group when I was on sale!”
After learning that his privately stored food was eaten by his father, even Xu Shenxing couldn't stand the physical and mental blow. The whole person looked frustrated and bent forward (the so-called OTZ): ”dreams and hopes... Are gone...”
”No, your dreams and hopes are a little too shabby?”
Make complaints about the Tucao as one of the quintessence of the Chinese culture.
”And now is not the time to care about senior Xu's dreams and hopes.” Qin Xingyan nodded in agreement.
”Too much! Even for me, dreams and hopes have a very precious price... About 30 yuan for soft girls... ”
”Isn't it quite cheap!” Deep mountains, early morning, continue to make complaints about Tucao.
It seems that senior Xu is useless this time.
Qin Xingyan looked at Xu Shenxing sitting on her knees in the garbage heap in the corner of the room, and Molly touching his head around Xu Shenxing to comfort him. The girl couldn't help sighing.
”That...”