"you sure?"

Mr. Zhou didn't pay attention to the man's outburst, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "That's not what your Grandpa Mu heard."

"ah?"

The young man was stunned.

Then his heart started beating wildly.

What's the meaning?

Why is Grandpa Mu involved again?

.......

"Where is the wood carving that your grandpa Mu gave you?"

Zhou Lai changed the question again, "It's the wood carving I gave you on your birthday."

The young man swallowed hard.

I want to suppress my heart that is almost jumping out of my throat.

"Wood carving..."

Mr. Zhou looked at him quietly.

The young man couldn't help but clasping his hands tightly together, and seemed to get some support from this, and he opened his mouth.

"......at home."

The Zhou family does not live in the antique shop, but has another residence.

It's only ten minutes away from the antique shop.

"bring here."

Mr. Zhou's tone was a little more relaxed.

If the wood carving is really what the child said, at home...

So, what Lao Mumu heard were just rumors, and his children did not do anything so extreme...

"What are you still standing for?"

Seeing that his son was motionless in front of him, Mr. Zhou urged him, "Hurry up and get the wood carving from home."

"......Why?"

The young man's nails dug into the back of his hand, "What a troublesome thing."

"Take it when I tell you to."

“Where do so many come from and why?”

Mr. Zhou's face darkened, "Hurry up."

"..."

The young man lowered his head and remained silent.

In this situation, he no longer knew what to do.

"You're not going, are you?"

Mr. Zhou was about to get up and said, "I'll go."

"Where do you put it?"

"Is it in your house?"

...

"dad!"

"Old Zhou."

The young man and Mu Lao spoke out almost at the same time.

The young man glanced at Mu Lao.

Mu Lao also looked at the young man.

For some reason, the young man subconsciously looked away.

"Old Zhou, don't waste your efforts."

Regarding Mr. Zhou's unwillingness to give up, Mr. Mu sighed inwardly.

He had remained silent until now, allowing the father and son to communicate.

However, Lao Zhou was really too late.

Xiao Zhou's performance was obviously obvious.

It's not that he doesn't understand Lao Zhou's mood.

But the other party must also understand his eagerness to confirm the truth, and the most important wood carving must be returned as soon as possible.

The longer time passes, the more uncontrollable factors there will be.

And he doesn't like surprises.

"The wood carving isn't at home at all, is it?"

Mu Lao waved his hand to interrupt the young man's answer, "Listen to me first."

"Do you know why I'm here?"

"Because someone told me..."

...

"That's just the way it is."

"Now let me ask you, is everything he said true?"

"Did you really sell my wood carvings and then charge a sky-high price by claiming they were the work of a master from the Qing Dynasty?"

The price of Gumuxuan's wood carvings is not low.

After all, they were all carved by the old man's own hands, spending a lot of time and energy.

However, it only depends on the size and the value of the material, ranging from a few hundred to several thousand yuan.

There are even tens of thousands.

Those are large parts, or they are carved from more precious wood materials.

After all, his shop is not well-known enough, and no customers will come to him with precious wood materials.

No matter which one, it is a rare order to receive.

Xiao Zhou resold his wood carvings for 500,000 yuan, which was really a sky-high price for him.

...

"I-"

Young men subconsciously want to explain.

"to be honest."

Mr. Zhou interrupted his young son's words and said with a serious face, "Don't add to your mistakes."

"I don't!"

How could the young man admit it?

He didn't know what Mu Lao's purpose was.

If he had to spend the money from selling wood carvings, he would have spent almost all of it.

Where can I get him so much money?

Besides, this wooden carving was given to him, so it’s up to him to decide what to do with it.

...

"Alas~"

Mu Lao sighed,

"Xiao Zhou."

He looked at the young man in front of him and said, "If you just changed hands and sold the wood carving I gave you, although I would be angry because it was my birthday gift after all, I wouldn't say anything more."

"I won't even come here today."

"After all, just like you said, I also know that everything has been given to you, and you are free to do with it what you want."

"It doesn't matter if you keep it well, or if you want to resell it."

"It's up to you."
To be continued...