Chapter 27

"Meow, meow, meow..." climb the big orange on yunmo's knee, hold up an eye and look at it, and immediately shake it into a ball, smiling back and forth, and the fat all over his body is shaking into waves.

Oh, Hello, I'm so happy.

Is this the person who painted it? There are several short hairs on a big circle to symbolize hair. Then, two small circles in the circle represent eyes, one slit represents nose, and the mouth does not. Under the circle is a long stick, on which there are four sticks, representing body and limbs.

How simple and direct the painting, it is the top of the abstract master.

Yun Mo's expressionless stare at the paintings in front of her. Except that she doesn't want to draw Feng Tianxun's mouth, isn't she drawing all the others? Isn't Feng Tianxun's characteristics all on it?

There is a circle of aura on the head, and there is aura in the eyes. People who can almost condense aura into substance have such clear characteristics that they can't understand it.

"Stupid mortals." Cloud ink cold start.

It's really unreliable. It seems that she has to find it by herself.

"Forget it. You don't have to change the person. You can show me a house." The villa of Chu family is too small. Now she finds a way to recover her spiritual power. She needs a lot of free space. The villa of Chu family gives her a room where she can only sleep, which really affects her cultivation.

Yuan Hong takes a look at yunmo and silently puts down his painting. Yunmo's thinking is too fast. He has to find someone one moment before and buy a house the next. What's the matter? He wants to support another little boy? She really figured it out? Is it happy? Now he hesitated and said, "how big and how many rings do you want?"

Yunmo thinks about it. She doesn't have much money now. Let's see a general one first. When she has money, she is buying a big one.

Let's make it outside the inner ring. It's better for her to recover her spiritual power if she has dragon Qi near the imperial city

"Stop it." Yuan Hong raised his hand to stop yunmo's words: "there is no house outside the inner ring now, that is, there are 50 square meters, 30 million, 400 square meters. According to this price, it is more than 200 million. I don't care if anyone will sell it. I ask you first, how much money do you have?"

Cloud ink shocked: "isn't it 4000 square meters?"

"4000 square meters, you mean the house price in that remote county?" Yuan Hong was even more shocked than Yun Mo: 4000, one square meter, which was not the price in Beijing 20 years ago.

Yun Mo: "I'm not sure."

In the human trafficker village on the desert island, she heard Gu Yunjie chatting with the human trafficker. She said one or two words about the house price. She vaguely heard that the house price of 4000 square meters was so expensive.

More than 200 million

She has 200000 in her pocket.

Yunmo suddenly felt that she was very poor, very, very poor.

She lived in a place of several thousand square meters, surrounded by forests, lakes and mountains.

Now she just wants to live in a house as small as the alchemy room before, and she can't afford it.

One day, she will face this poor word. It's just... It's just

Yunmo doesn't want to talk to Yuan Hong at all. Looking at Xiaojia who is driving in front of him, yunmo pulls Daju's front paw and pushes the door open.

Yuan Hong looks at Yun Mo's more and more cruel figure and shrugs his shoulders.

Money is the original sin.

However, it's so good. If yunmo is short of money, she will continue to shoot. Who doesn't know that stars are the industry with the fastest money.

With a flash in his eyes, Yuan Hong signaled to Xiao Jia to drive while making up his mind.

Cloud Mo dragged big orange out of the car, looked up at the Chu villa in front of him, and continued to live here. It's really moldy.

But if you don't have money, you have to live in moldy weather.

Kick open the door, cloud ink with big orange swagger went in.

At this moment is noon, the villas are gathered in the dining room on the first floor, at this time a few people look for sound together.

Sleep on the floor take on an altogether new aspect. The cloud and ink have never looked at the people in the hall. The line of sight has swept through the front, and has bought furniture and decoration, and the new house has changed.

"Mo'er, you're back." A voice of surprise interrupts yunmo's inspection. A middle-aged man rushes over happily, stretches his arms and embraces yunmo: "worry about my dad, just come back, just come back, quick, let dad have a look."

Chu Guowei's face was full of excitement. Before he could hold yunmo, he immediately took yunmo's hand and looked up and down to see if yunmo was injured.

Cloud ink in Chu Guowei rushed up the first time, reflexively want to punch in the past, but in the sound of dad, the fist in the middle of a pause, and then as if swept the dust in the air, put down.

Chu Guowei, the father of the original owner, in the memory of the original owner, this family is the best to her, loves her most, and is also the only father who is good to her.

Yunmo raises his eyelids and looks at Chu Guowei, who is in his fifties but only in his forties.

Chu Guowei is carefully checking whether she is injured. Finally, he is sure that yunmo is really not hurt at all. Fang is relieved, reaches out his arm and hugs yunmo tightly: "Mo'er, you scared my father to death, first it's about jumping off a cliff, and then it's about meeting a tsunami. Do you know that my father is almost crazy? Fortunately, you have nothing. Otherwise, how can you let your father live? "

Yunmo looks at Chu Guowei's eyes exuding a little moisture, and quickly chokes back. His expression is sincere. He is really worried and nervous for her. He can't help asking secretly. It's strange that there are still people in this family who are really good to the original owner.

Strange, a sudden burst of pain for no reason, caught off guard, cloud ink almost did not control is about to wail.

This is the only record of family affection left by the original owner, and her last warmth.

Yunmo reaches out her hand and presses her chest to suppress the urge to cry. She shakes the goose bumps on her body and is almost brought into the ditch by the emotion that the original owner has disappeared. If she really wants to cry today, she turns to find a wall to kill herself. It's a shame. She has never cried for so many years.

In front of Chu Guowei's concerned eyes, yunmo pondered for a while, stretched out his hand and hugged Chu Guowei: "I'm ok."

For the only person who cared for her in her 18 years career, she can give respect and love, as well as the responsibility of occupying her body.

Chu Guowei hugged Yun Mo tightly again: "it's OK, it's OK. We won't record that broken program. Dad will pay compensation. It's too dangerous. I can't let my daughter get hurt at all."