Xiaofeng has been thinking about what Ning Shaobai said about going to the auction to look at antiques.
But he was always sensible and didn't ask too many questions. He just looked at Ning Shao with expectant eyes every time.
Ning Shaobai came back from get off work that day and saw Xiao Feng, Chen Chen and Mao Huizhu playing in the mud at the door. The three children seemed to be cooking on the stove.
Xiaofeng stood up immediately after seeing him, looking at him eagerly with a pair of big grape eyes, "Uncle Ning."
Ning Shaobai shook his head helplessly, lifted him up and said, "You and your aunt are here to defeat me, right? Let's go tomorrow!"
Xiaofeng suddenly smiled and his eyes widened.
Chen Chen ran over and said, "Uncle, I want it too. I want it too."
Ning Shaobai said disgustedly, "You mud claws..." After saying this, he and Mao Huizhu were picked up one by one and walked around for a while before going home.
Now Xiaofeng and Chenchen are inseparable little brothers. If Xiaofeng goes, Chenchen will naturally not fall behind.
The next day, Ning Shaobai set off with Ning Shaoyun, mother and son, and aunt and nephew Xia Mian.
Xiao Feng sat in Xia Mian's arms and swayed happily, and Chen Chen followed suit. The two children were like two happy pendulum clocks, making the three adults smile unconsciously.
However, Xia Mian still carefully prepared Xiaofeng's psychology, "Baby, let's go today to get acquainted and see what the antiques look like. We can't buy enough of the antiques at the auction."
Xiaofeng nodded, not affecting his happiness at all, and continued to smile and shake his little body, "I know, I have to pick up the slack."
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Ning Shaobai and Ning Shaoyun couldn't help laughing.
The auction was held at the Royal Hotel in Rome. When Xia Mian and the others were waiting, there was already a row of luxury cars in the open space of the hotel. Ning Shaobai followed the doorman's instructions to find a parking space.
Let Xia Mian feel a little bit about the atmosphere of future generations.
Ning Shaobai took them into the hotel together. He had obviously paid the deposit. After the manager came over, he quickly changed his number plate.
"That's right." Ning Shaobai stopped the manager who was about to leave and stretched out his hand towards Xia Mian, "Stamps."
Xia Mian quickly took out the black wallet with stamps and handed it over. When Ning Shaobai informed her yesterday, he specifically asked her to bring the stamps.
Only then did she realize that those who looked at the antiques were obviously to tease Xiaofeng, and the stamps were the main purpose of this.
Ning Shaobai said to the manager of the auction, "These are two stamps. Please estimate the price."
The manager opened it and took a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up. There has been a stamp collecting craze recently, and many big shots are collecting stamps. If this thing can be auctioned here...
The manager said attentively, "I will ask experts for an estimate right now, but I will definitely not be able to catch up with this issue. It will also take some time for us to produce the album and promote it."
"It doesn't matter," Ning Shaobai said, "Let's estimate the price first and let's talk about the auction later."
After the manager left, Xia Mian asked Wen Ning Shaobai curiously, "The stamps are going to be auctioned here?"
Ning Shaobai said, "Don't you want to change the yard?"
"Then what's your estimate?" Xia Mian finished speaking and looked at the people coming and going before reacting.
Today, everyone who goes to the auction is either rich or noble. Everyone has a manager who specializes in service. Even if it is for publicity, when the auction company comes up with something new, it will send a letter to the patrons. This is a place where information can be accurately disseminated.
Of course, while Xia Mian and the others were waiting in the cubicle, they already heard words like "stamps", "China's mountains and rivers are red", "red stamps stamped with small characters are worth one yuan" and other words , the message can be delivered quickly.
I believe that many people who love stamps will receive news soon, including the Huo family...
Xia Mian couldn't help but think about it. Ning Shao was planning a plan, but she couldn't connect these scattered pieces. Her head hurt just thinking about it, so she simply gave up.
Anyway, the boss was her ally, so she just followed behind and drank the soup.
"If you want to change your yard, maybe one stamp is enough. What are you going to do with the other one? Auction?"
"Then keep it for now." Xia Mian said, "Xiao Feng will deal with it later."
Xiaofeng raised her head when she heard his name, "Auntie?"
Xia Mian touched his stupid hair and said, "It's okay."
But Xiaofeng had something to do, so he held up the auction album to show Xia Mian, "Auntie, antiques?"
Xia Mian laughed, took it over, flipped it over, and pointed to a few pages to show him, "These porcelains, bottles, bowls, and plates are all antiques."
Ning Shaobai was speechless for a while while listening to her summarizing the antiques worth tens of millions. Ning Shaoyun couldn't help but laugh.
Xiao Feng didn't care about that. Once he knew the answer, he and Chen Chen lay on the small table in front of them and studied it carefully. While Xiao Feng looked at it, he traced it with his short little fingers, as if to It's like writing those things down.
Xia Mian wiped her face helplessly and said, "Do you think I should sell that stamp and buy an antique to eliminate this little guy's obsession?"
Ning Shaoyun smiled and said, "Then you probably have to buy a lottery ticket that can win five million, demolish a house that makes you rich, and have stocks that keep rising to the limit."
Xia Miansheng was helpless, "I think I'd better wait for him to grow up and become sensible."
Chenchen suddenly pointed to a page in the album and said, "Mom's painting!"
Xia Mian and Ning Shaoyun were both stunned for a moment. Chenchen pushed the picture album in front of Ning Shaoyun and said, "Mom, look."
Ning Shaoyun was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out and touched it. This was indeed a painting she had been painting for two years.
She raised her head and looked at Ning Shaobai. He looked completely unfazed. It was obvious that he had known about this for a long time.
Only then did Xia Mian realize that the stamp matter was just one of the things that came here today, and Ning Shaoyun's painting was the highlight.
Ning Shaoyun's eyes turned red, "Xiao Bai."
Ning Shaoyun patted her shoulder and said, "I will get it back for you."
Xia Mian has been completely stunned by the photos in the album.
She vaguely knew that Ning Shaoyun should be a good painter, but she did not expect that her paintings were so shocking. Even if Xia Mian is a , she can still see the excellence of this work.
It was a situation where a big tree that covered the sky was facing off against the raging wind. In the strong wind that was roaring like a mountain, the branches of the big tree were broken and the leaves were flying, as if it would fall at any time; but its trunk always stood firm. There is a small beautiful world behind the tree trunk, with little bears clinging to the bark, young and bright flowers, green grass, and a girl with a determined and fearless face despite her worries...
Xia Mian couldn't tell all the details, but the tension of the confrontation between darkness and light came to the face, but it made people believe that no matter how much they went through, the big tree could keep those beautiful things, and a kind of warmth arose in my heart. a feeling of.
The painting is titled "Guardian".
This is just a photo in an album. The real painting must be so shocking.
"Mom," Chen Chen snuggled into Ning Shaoyun's arms and wiped the tears from the corners of his mother's eyes with his little hands, "I will also help my mother get the painting back."
"Well, mom knows." Ning Shaoyun hugged Chen Chen tightly and kissed his forehead.
Not long after, the auction officially started. Everyone moved into the hall. Xia Mian took a look and saw that there were about a hundred people.
They found a seat closer to the front. Xia Mian was not interested before, but after learning about Ning Shaoyun's paintings, she naturally took it seriously.
The previous auction items were all jewelry. Xia Mian was not very interested, Ning Shaoyun was not interested, and Xiao Feng expressed curiosity about the huge projector.
He leaned into Xia Mian's arms and asked quietly, "Auntie, are they all in the box?"
Xia Mian laughed, touched his stupid hair and explained, "That's a projection, it just emits images." Knowing that he didn't understand, Xia Mian could only
Explain to him with the all-purpose golden saying, "You will know after you go to school and learn physics."
The auction of antiques just started, and Xiaofeng stared at the antique photos on the projection cloth intently.
It was only halfway through the auction that Ning Shaoyun’s paintings came to the auction.
The projected pictures are much larger and clearer than those in the album. The gentle protection in the storm makes people feel full of confidence.
Xia Mian suddenly felt that her hand was grabbed by a small hand. Xia Mian lowered his head. Xiao Feng did not pay attention to his actions. He just looked up at the painting on the projection without moving, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
Xia Mian smiled slightly and touched his head.
The host has already begun to introduce this painting, "This is the work of Mr. Xueyun, a new artist in the painting world. The painter Xueyun studied under the late Mr. Qi Minghao, a master in the painting world."
"When she was twenty years old, she made a splash at art exhibitions and won praises from many people in the industry. At that time, many people paid a lot of money to buy her works, but Teacher Xueyun refused because she needed to continue to improve her painting skills."
"This is the first work released by Teacher Xueyun after many years. It is more delicate than before and has the same tenacity and healing spirit as before. I believe everyone who knows painting knows that this painting has great collection value. 200,000 yuan!”
Xia Mian looked at Ning Shaoyun in surprise, not expecting that Ning Shaoyun was so famous in the painting world.
Ning Shaoyun held back tears and said, "Thinking about the past few years, I really feel a little ashamed of the cultivation that Master has given me."
Chenchen held Ning Shaoyun's hand and said, "Mom, it's great."
Ning Shaoyun smiled and touched his head, "Yes, mom will get better and better in the future."
Chen Chen finally smiled.
A pure person like Xia Mian was shocked by this painting, let alone someone who understood it. He almost did not hesitate to participate in the bidding. Among the quotes one after another, some investors who did not know why were also shocked. Participate with a bet mentality.
The bidding price reached 500,000 yuan and then gradually slowed down.
"Fifty million, half a million at a time!"
Xia Mian could hear a young man behind him stubbornly holding up a sign, "Fifty-one million!"
"Okay, this gentleman has 510,000 yuan! Does anyone else raise a sign?"
"Five hundred and twenty thousand!"
"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"
Ning Shaoyun and Xia Mian were both interested in hearing this sound. Xia Mian looked back and said to Ning Shaoyun, "It is indeed Mr. Huo."
Chenchen also poked his head out, "It's dad."
Ning Shaoyun lowered her eyelids and did not say anything. Ning Shaobai finally raised her sign for the first time, "Six hundred thousand!"
His voice was very recognizable. When Xia Mian turned around, Huo Xuewen looked over with a look of contentment on his face. His eyes fell on Ning Shaoyun's back, and he put down his number plate with a wry smile.
Huo Xuewen did not argue, and there were fewer people left, but it was obvious that there were people who really liked this painting. There was a young man behind him who almost gritted his teeth and held up a sign, "Six hundred thousand!"
Huo Xuewen glanced at Ning Shaobai. He seemed to be motionless. He hurriedly raised his sign and said, "Six hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Six hundred and fifty thousand, do you still have six hundred and fifty thousand?" The host's voice was a little excited.
The young man seemed to still want to do it, but the person next to him advised him, "My good buddy, you have collected all our pocket money. We don't have enough money."
The young man had no choice but to give up, "This painting is so beautiful..."
Xia Mian couldn't help but look back at him. The young man was hunched over like a big dog, and his disappointment was palpable.
There were no other offers, so Ning Shaobai continued to hold up the sign, "Seven hundred thousand!"
"Seven hundred thousand once, seven hundred thousand twice!"
Suddenly a sharp sound came out, "Eight hundred thousand!"
Damn it? Xia Mian turned around and looked at Zhou Qianqian in the corner.
"Why is this guy here?" Xia Mian frowned.
"I'm here to see Director Luo." Ning Shaobai said firmly. He looked back at Zhou Qianqian's triumphant expression, shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid he's not a fool."
"Huh?" Xia Mian was confused, "She raised the price on purpose. She is sure that we will win."
Ning Shaobai said lightly, "But no one else knows about this painting. How can she not know about it? She gave it to Director Luo. The higher the auction amount, the faster they will be finished."
They even raised the price. It took Xia Mian a while to realize, oh my god, if they were sued for bribery, both of them would have to pay for the amount.
Xia Mian always felt that this was also part of Ning Shaobai's plan.
But that was what happened later, and now he could calm down. After Zhou Qianqian reported 800,000 yuan, he stopped raising his sign. The host above had already started counting down, and Zhou Qianqian's face turned pale.
She probably didn't expect that Ning Shaobai would be willing to let the painting fall into her hands.
When the host was about to finalize the sound, Zhou Qianqian was so anxious that she was sweating all over, and Ning Shaobai raised her sign and said, "Eight hundred and fifty thousand!"
The whole place was completely silent, and no one was bidding.
Zhou Qianqian almost collapsed in her seat, and Xia Mian turned around and gave her a mocking smile.
Zhou Qianqian was so angry that she gritted her teeth and muttered, "You are trying to make a fool of yourself, you have so much money, why don't you have to wait for Huo Xuewen to pay?!"
She thought about this and looked at Huo Xuewen angrily.
Huo Xuewen indeed had this intention. When the auction was over and he went to pay, he hurriedly caught up with Ning Shaobai and handed a card to Ning Shaobai, "If it's not enough, take this to pay."
Ning Shaobai was about to push the card back, but Chen Chen over there was already excitedly calling, "Dad."
Huo Xuewen's eyes were full of emotions at that moment, and he seemed to want to hug him, but in the end he just reached out and touched his head, "Chen Chen, are you good?"
Chenchen nodded guiltily, "So good."
Huo Xuewen stroked his little face. Although his face was expressionless, it seemed as if he would cry in the next second.
Ning Shaoyun and his young couple felt that something was wrong with his mood, "What's wrong with you?"
This sentence actually made Huo Xuewen at a loss, "Xiao, Xiaoyun, I..." He then closed his eyes and looked lonely and painful, "Whether it's right or not, it's all my fault."
"Huh?" Ning Shaoyun became even more confused.
Huo Xuewen glanced at Ning Shaobai, then took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you and Chenchen an explanation."
Ning Shaoyun frowned in confusion, but Xia Mian saw some clues. She suspected that Huo Xuewen knew his life experience and the roles played by everyone in the Huo family in Chenchen's kidnapping.
Soon, Xia Mian's guess was confirmed.
"Brother Xuewen!" Zhou Qianqian caught up with her. Her tone and demeanor were very different from before. It was a sense of superiority after a sudden turn over.
Huo Xuewen's eyes suddenly became cold and stern, and he instantly recovered from Mr. Huo, who was like a working machine.
"Xiaoyun, ." He greeted Ning Shaoyun, then glanced at Ning Shaobai and said, "I'll take my leave now."
Ning Shaoyun looked at his back towards Zhou Qianqian and looked back at Ning Shaobai, "Are you two playing charades?"
Ning Shaobai smiled.
The manager of the auction came up to him and said with a smile, "Mr. Ning, this is your painting, please keep it."
"The price of the stamps has already been estimated. Do you think you will auction it with us next time?"
Ning Shaobai took back the painting and stamps and said, "The owner of the stamps just said that he wanted to exchange the stamps for a few yards, so he will not auction them for the time being."
They left the hotel despite the manager's disappointed expression.
Ning Shaoyun looked at Ning Shaobai and said, "What are you planning?"
Ning Shaobai smiled and said, "Just wait and watch the show. Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."
This Dongfeng should be the birthday banquet of the old man of the Ning family, right? Will the Huoning family be served at the same time
But these have nothing to do with the Xia family's life.
The Xia family has another exciting thing: Mao Huimei is going to Rongxin's company to interview an assistant.
Recently, Mao Huimei went to consult about Ye Da University and learned that the exam would be next year. She weighed it for a long time and decided to try working first:
One is to reduce the burden on the family;
Secondly, it was Xia Mian who suggested that the society itself is also a good school and she can adapt to it first. When they come to Yan City, they must learn to integrate here.
She decided to become an assistant, and Mao Zhishan was naturally asked to visit the set. It was just a casual thing anyway.
Just as Xia Mian expected, although the second uncle had been wavering, Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu were already convinced that their father would become a big star. The expectations they talked about every day made Mao Zhishan unable to refuse.
Mao Huimei thought it would be nice to be able to go to work with her father.
Xia Wenyue now supports him.
Because Mao Zhishan hasn't been out much since he came here. He will help Xia Wenyue prepare everything for the stall at home, but he will never go out to help her sell things. It's not that he is lazy, but that he is still afraid of himself. It will embarrass your wife and son.
The idea of looking for a job before was always far away from home, such as moving bricks or carrying large bags on a construction site.
"This is his self-perception since childhood, and it is difficult for him to change himself."
Xia Mian said to Xia Wenyue, "He was originally a treasure, but he grew up among ignorant people. Those people said he was a waste, so he thought he was a waste."
"But if you put him in front of people who understand his value, he will one day realize that he is a treasure that can shine."
Xia Wenyue thought about Rong Xin's sincere praise that day and nodded. She knew how good Mao Zhishan was and wanted him to hold his head high and stand confidently in front of others.
The day before going to the set, Xia Wenyue extravagantly cracked an egg, mixed egg whites and honey into a facial mask, and applied it to Mao Zhishan.
Mao Huizhu asked curiously, "Mom, are you still beating my second sister and sister Mian?"
Mao Huilan covered her mouth bitterly, "If you don't tell me, no one will treat you as a mute."
Xiaofeng nervously dragged Xia Mian away.
Xia Wenyue nodded weakly at Xiao Feng, shook her head and laughed.
That was a few days ago.
It is said that since Mao Zhishan came to Yanshi, he has been carefully nourished and nourished by Xia Wenyue every day. His face has grown flesh, and the beauty he has created without a trace has a tendency to emerge.
Coupled with the cucumber slice beauty treatment provided by Xia Mian, Mao Huilan and Mao Huizhu, whose father is a star, will treat Mao Zhishan every three to five times.
Maybe it's because his skin is so well-made, so the effect after the treatment is very noticeable.
That day, Xia Wenyue met someone who was buying honey. She bought a bottle of honey and said it was for nourishing the family.
Xia Mian suddenly had a whim. For a real comparison, the effect of egg white and honey facial mask is much stronger than that of cucumber slices. She didn't know that it would be effective after using it on her uncle.
Eggs and honey are not the same thing as cucumbers. Xia Wenyue definitely couldn't agree with her, so Xia Mian pulled Mao Huilan and stole an egg and honey to make a facial mask while Xia Wenyue was taking a shower.
Mao Huilan pulled Mao Zhishan, who had finished washing, into the yard, pressed him on a stool and began to apply it on his face.
Mao Zhishan was used to being tortured these days, so he didn't resist, but after it was applied to his face, he still couldn't help but said, "This is , why is it so sticky?"
Mao Huilan glanced at Xia Mian guiltily and said, "Oh, just leave it alone. This will make your face look better."
Mao Zhishan didn't ask, and Xia Wenyue didn't see clearly when she passed by after washing. After all, the lights were dim, and she wasn't very curious. She just asked casually, "What are you using? Why does it still taste sweet?" "
Mao Huilan was confused after a few blows.
Just when they both thought they had succeeded in concealing the truth, they missed a little activist named Mao Huizhu.
The little girl didn't know that she had watched them making facial masks. When Xia Wenyue was looking for her to wash her, she bumped into her in the kitchen, cracking eggs and making honey.
Xia Wenyue cursed and put the things back, then came out of the west wing with Mao Huilan under her arm, pointing at them angrily and saying, "Xia Mian! Mao Huilan!"
"Do you two want to be beaten? You dare to waste food, and you are reluctant to eat it, and you smear it on your face? Come here!"
Xia Mian and Mao Huilan looked at each other, hunched their shoulders and hurried back to the house.
Xiaofeng nervously followed Xia Mian and ran into the house. She turned around and closed the door. She leaned against the door and looked at her cautiously, "Auntie, the second old aunt is angry!"
Xia Mian was amused by him and walked over to pick him up and put him under the quilt, "Then let's go to bed quickly. She won't hit me when we fall asleep."
Because of this, Xiaofeng was late the next day.
Even if she wakes up, she doesn't get out of bed. When Xia Mian wakes up, she presses her quilt with her little hands and raises her ears to listen to the sound behind her. It's like a small whisper like an underground gang connection. "The second old aunt is still here." exist."
Xia Mian's heart trembled from the cuteness, "Oh, baby, why are you so cute!" She took him into her arms and rubbed him for a while.
The child didn't understand why, and kept alert after going out. As soon as Xia Wenyue came out, he hurriedly ran to Xia Mian and held her hand. He vaguely knew that the adults would give him face and would not beat anyone in front of him. .
Xia Wenyue also noticed it, nodded the child's forehead and said, "Little clever devil."
He just pointed at the two of them in warning and said, "I'll really beat them up next time!"
The two of them stuck out their tongues, and Xia Mian said herrily, "I won't do it next time. You can buy a pot of aloe vera to grow it. The beauty effect of aloe vera is very good."
Xia Wenyue said, "You know a lot." But he also paid attention.
Because the effect of Mao Zhishan's facial mask is really amazing.
Xia Wenyue is a rational person. Since the things have been wasted, she naturally has to make full use of them. After applying them strictly according to the steps Xia Mian said, she washed her face and applied a thick layer of Dabao on Mao Zhishan.
The next day, Mao Zhishan's skin was noticeably smoother and fairer, and the shadow of his beauty became clearer.
So when he went to the set this time, Xia Wenyue made another luxurious facial mask for him, and Mao Huimei also applied a layer of the rest.
Seeing the two of them being picked up by the driver sent by Rong Xin, Xia Wenyue patted her clothes and hurried back, "Oh, it's already this time, hurry up, we'll be late leaving the stall."
Then he didn't forget to tell Xia Mian and Mao Huilan, "I'll send Xiao Feng and Huizhu back to kindergarten later. Come in and study for me. Stop running around. Listen!"
Xia Mian couldn't help but laugh, "Your mother isn't worried about Sister Mei at all."
Mao Huilan said, "I'm worried. I'll come back soon..."
Xia Mian tilted her head, "That's right."
With the support of such a group of warm family members, there really is nothing to be afraid of.