As soon as Huo Yanxi and Lu Xia entered the elevator, Song Ning, who had just been polite and unfamiliar, immediately changed into a cautious expression, looked at Huo Yao, and said in a very gentle voice, "My dear daughter, come in quickly..."
Before the elevator door closed, Lu Xia turned around and saw her adoptive mother's sudden change of attitude, her face turned green instantly.
**
The Huo family's house is not too big, but the area of the two-story duplex is not too small. It is decorated in Chinese classical style, and the furniture is also made of mahogany. The layout and the arrangement of the house show that the owner has great taste.
Huo Yao looked at it slowly, and finally her eyes fell on a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, with a little surprise in her eyes.
But soon after she thought of something, she looked away again, and automatically rejected the idea of the famous master's authentic work in her heart.
Although the Huo family does not seem to be the super-poor family as imagined, it is not a family rich enough to afford expensive calligraphy and paintings that are priceless.
Most of this calligraphy and painting are imitations.
Huo's father, however, caught his little daughter's brief gaze, and was still worrying about how to break the ice to get closer to her daughter. He glanced at the calligraphy and painting, and rolled his eyes.
"Yaoyao, do you also like calligraphy?" He asked with a smile on his face.
Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Father Huo with lazy eyes, "Not interested."
Huo's father choked for a moment, and a bunch of calligraphy topics that had just been brewing in his mind got stuck in his throat. After a while, he said in a daze, "Oh, you're not interested..."
Seeing that he seemed to have been hit, Huo Yao paused for two seconds and said, "I have different interests."
When Father Huo heard this, his fatherly smile appeared on his face again, and he immediately asked, "Then what are your interests?"
Huo Yao thought of herself when she was not in this body, and suddenly fell silent. After a few seconds, she raised her head, looked at Father Huo, and replied seriously: "Study."
Hearing this answer, Huo's father's lips twitched fiercely, his serious face was almost broken.
A scumbag who often skipped classes in school actually said that his interest was studying...
Huo's father quietly looked at his daughter who didn't seem to be joking, and suddenly wondered if he had been misled when he asked the school teacher about the situation in the small county town.
The daughter seems to be very obedient and ambitious.
"Old Huo, are you showing off your broken calligraphy and painting again?"
Song Ning, who only vaguely heard her husband mention the word calligraphy, took out meals from the kitchen, glanced at him angrily, and shouted imposingly, "Hurry up and get the bowls and chopsticks. "
"There's no showing off."
Father Huo touched the tip of his nose, and although he walked towards the kitchen very resolutely, he still kept muttering in a low voice: "Why are all the antiques turned into broken things in your eyes, obviously my calligraphy and painting are..."
His voice became softer and slurred, so Huo Yao couldn't hear what he said clearly.
But the broken calligraphy and painting that my mother said just now was quite loud.
*
After dinner, Song Ning took Huo Yao upstairs.
There are four rooms upstairs, the one on the right end of the corridor is prepared for Huo Yao, Song Ning opened the door and said: "This room was lived in by the fourth brother, he likes to jump, and he has been playing for a year and a half. He didn’t go home, so I redecorated his room, take a look, do you like it?”
(end of this chapter)