Chapter 811

Mo's father's breath was a little short, "OK, very good. When you come back, the company will celebrate for you!"

After saying a few more words over there, he hurriedly hung up the phone. Father Mo calmed down and went on working, but the next documents couldn't read a word.

He touched the fortune charm in his shirt pocket. Won't it work so soon?

But the next day, Dad Mo's cell phone rang all the time, basically talking about cooperation. Dad Mo deeply realized what it was like to answer the phone and get soft.

On the way to work, Mo's father couldn't wait to call Jiang Chan: "girl, your fortune charm is too clever? Do you know how many people call to cooperate with the company today?"

Jiang Chan was cutting a small paper man. "Are you exaggerating? This fortune charm has such a strong effect? It can only play an auxiliary function. The most important thing is the efforts of the company's employees."

"Yes, the most important thing is the efforts of the employees." Mo's father's reason also came back: "several customers have been approached by the company before, and they were all interested in cooperation."

"So, it's better for Dad to lead you," Jiang Chan turned on her mobile phone and cut a small paper man wholeheartedly in her hand. The little paper man just cut out was lying next to the mobile phone. When he heard the volume of the mobile phone, the little paper turned over. With two small hands, he picked up Jiang Chan's mobile phone and jumped onto Jiang Chan's shoulder.

When she was near, she felt that the hands-free voice was louder. Jiang Chan felt that her ears were shaking and a little painful. How happy was Dad Mo?

"Don't tell me about the fortune telling charm. It's very rare. Shifu gave me one."

"I know, your father, am I such an unstable person?" Mo's father laughed loudly. "The most I can do is to talk to you and your mother, girl. In the future, such useful seal characters should think of your mother and me."

Jiang Chan smiled: "I know. I will try my best to practice. In the future, I don't have to ask my master for seal characters."

In a few words, he hung up the phone. The little paper man put his mobile phone on the desk, and then lay on his back on the desk. He shook his two small hands and looked very tired.

Jiang Chan poked the cheek of the little paper man, "wait, I'll draw your facial features, and I'll draw you beautifully."

Then Jiang Chan dipped her brush in cinnabar, and soon a small paper man with beautiful facial features appeared. Jiang Chan also painted a small skirt and happily turned the little paper man around.

"Thank you master, thank you master!" it was still the Laurie voice of naimeng. When she heard the two sons of the master, Jiang Chan picked her eyebrows. She really didn't have any special hobbies.

Mo Ke covered his face: "my wife is so cute! I want to learn too!"

Jiang Chan's men kept moving and soon cut four small paper people out. All of them were beautiful faces. But the characters of these little paper people are very different, including cool little handsome men, vicissitudes of life uncle, gentle big sister and so on.

"Oh, my God, I feel my blood tank is empty." Moke stomped around at the bottom of Jiang Chan's heart. He could only see these little paper people in his eyes and wanted to come out and hug and touch them.

The appearance of five small paper men solved many problems of Jiang Chan. In the past, Jiang Chan had to cook by herself, but after having a small paper man, as long as you tell them, the small paper people can make a meal together.

They can also clean up, which can be said to be a good helper for home travel. The most important thing is that they are chattering, which virtually drives away the loneliness and desolation in the villa, and appears to be a lot more popular.

During the practice, Jiang Chan consciously wrote the book given by Qingyuan. Unfortunately, because of her poor cultivation, she can only write the first fifth of the book silently, and there are even fewer runes and seal characters behind it.

Maybe after her cultivation, the book can completely appear in the world. What she can show Mo Ke is the first fifth. Even the first fifth needs Jiang Chan to tell Mo Ke word by word.

Having good qualifications does not mean that Mo Ke has a good understanding. When Jiang Chan explained these, Mo Ke felt that his head was about to tie a knot. At least she is an undergraduate. How can she feel like a pupil when she sees these scriptures?

In the final analysis, it is because she received the education of vernacular, which is similar to Tianshu for her.

Jiang Chan sighed, "you'd better read more classical Chinese!"

Mo Ke said to his finger, "it's not that I'm stupid, but that you're too smart!"

"I don't mean to blame you." Jiang Chan said nothing. "If you don't understand later, ask me. If there's something wrong with your cultivation, you have no place to cry."

"And this mental skill. You must understand it before you can practice. It's easy to have problems with a little knowledge."

"Understand!" Mo Ke nodded like a little quail, like pounding garlic. She also knew that Jiang Chan was for her good. Naturally, she would not misunderstand Jiang Chan's meaning.

Now, Jiang Chan goes back to Mo's father's house for dinner once a week. At this time, the small paper people also use the land very easily. Jiang Chan still wants to add some to Mo's father and mother? It's OK to make them happy.

So when she went back that morning, Jiang Chan took all five little paper people with her. The coke broke the five little guys. They were still quiet when they were in the satchel.

After waiting for the car, five little things jumped around in the car. Jiang Chan glanced at the rearview mirror: "don't come in front of the co driver. If someone sees it, it will scare people."

Xiaoyi said, "Xiaoyi is the most clever and lovely. It's so likable that it won't be scary."

"Stupid! Humans are timid. We are paper people. If we scare them, it's all the master's fault!"

A cool little boy's voice appeared. He also tapped Xiaoyi's head gently. Xiaoyi fell down on the back seat and watched the play.

Ginger cicada picked her eyebrows and smiled. What should I do? My little paper people are all playwrights!

"Xiaoku, don't bully Xiaoyi." a gentle voice sounded, and Xiaoyi jumped and hugged the little paper man in the long skirt: "yes, sister xiaorou is protecting me."

Xiaoku turned around and left a back of his head to face a small paper man. A little finger moved, or slowly rubbed to xiaoku's side, two small heads touched their heads, and they made up again in the twinkling of an eye.

Watching the little paper people playing and fighting, Jiang Chan also felt happy and comfortable, and the atmosphere in the car was not happy for a while.

As for Mo Ke, who was not up to standard, he had long been biting his fingers and staring at them with golden eyes.