"Where did you get so many papers and review materials?" The shadow asked in a strange way.

According to this big man's score, how can I use these papers and review materials?

Huo Yao glanced at her, "don't ask."

Shadow: '"

Before long, Meng's mother came up and called for two people to have dinner. After hearing that the box review materials in her daughter's room was sent by Huo Yao, her good feeling for her was rising a lot.

After all, the students have not been able to review so many materials.

As a result, when Meng Ying learned about his mother's idea, he almost didn't recite it.

She's too hard.

After hurting her, Ju Jie also won the unanimous praise of her parents.

Huo Yao had a meal in the Meng family, and soon after, he went home on the pretext that he had something to do. When he left, his father also gave her a gift. He could not help but accept it.

The gift was packed in a wooden box. She could not open it at Meng's house. When she got home, she put it on the table, took a bottle of water in the refrigerator and went upstairs.

More than 10 o'clock, Huo Jinyan back to the room, saw the wooden box on the table, stopped, he went to pick up.

The carving technology of the wooden box is very simple and primitive. It is similar to the box that Huo Jinyan usually used to pack calligraphy and painting. When he opened it, there was a volume of painting inside.

Huo Jinyan took out the painting and opened it slowly. When he saw the contents of the painting, his eyes suddenly opened. It turned out to be the painting of Songyin Huiqin by Zhao Mengfu of Yuan Dynasty.

Huo Jinyan studied calligraphy and painting in particular. After only seeing it twice, he knew that the painting was authentic. In an instant, the whole person was excited.

"Lao Huo, what are you looking at?" Song Ning came over, looked at the eye painting, and then glanced at the wooden box on the table, "did your daughter send you a gift again?"

My daughter just came back with this box.

Huo Jinyan's excited face did not disappear. When he heard his wife say this, he raised his head in surprise, "this is what you have never taken back?"

"yes." Song Ning nods.

Huo Jinyan shows a trance look again. How come the things his daughter takes back every time It's not ordinary?

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, song Ning could not help but put his eyes on the painting. Looking at it, he was rather old-fashioned. "Which master is this painting?"? An original or a fake? "

"Zhao Mengfu's original work!" Huo Jinyan took a deep breath, then carefully rolled up the painting and put it back in the box.

Song Ning skimmed his mouth, well, how can old Huo care about it? It must be very precious.

**

the next day.

When Huo Yao went downstairs, he saw his father sitting in the hall. His face was not quite right. He still had a dark eye. He didn't sleep well.

She went over and said, "Dad, didn't you sleep well at night?"

"He didn't sleep well at night. He didn't sleep at night." Song Ning brought a cup of milk and handed it to Huo Yao.

Huo Yao's lip corner took down, "what happened?"

At this time, she noticed that what her father was holding was the one she had been in the Meng family last night and had been given to her by her father.

"Daughter, where did you get this?" Huo Jinyan put the wooden box carefully on the tea table.

"Oh, this is from my classmate's father. What's in it? I haven't opened it yet Huo Yao said slowly.

Huo Jinyan hears the speech and takes a puff from the corner of his lip. Listen. It's coming again, and it's from someone else

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