Divorce failed again

Chapter 1372 Not as an offering to the ancestors
Boss Qian's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Yeah, there's no way, they are connected by blood, the children followed his second uncle to take care of his father's funeral. , my grandchildren have no father or mother now, and I am also old, so I have to think more about them..."

Gu Qiaoqiao and Boss Xu looked at each other. It seemed that they really had nothing to do with Cyclops.

It would be futile to ask any more questions, and they didn't have the position to ask too many questions.

Gu Qiaoqiao sighed helplessly, leaned back, and put her hand on the handle of the rattan chair, a gloomy cool air suddenly came, Gu Qiaoqiao was startled suddenly, she was startled With a big jump, he quickly took his hand off.

Fortunately, Gu Qiaoqiao has experienced many storms, so no one noticed her abnormality.

And when she took her hand off, the eerie feeling disappeared, as if what she just did was a hallucination.

How is this going?

Gu Qiaoqiao didn't move, and his expression remained calm. Boss Xu tried to trick Boss Qian into saying something, and Boss Qian was also cunning and cunning, so Boss Xu didn't even get a little bit of money after going back and forth.

Naturally, the two of them were also engrossed. Of course, no one was watching Gu Qiaoqiao's expression.

So, Gu Qiaoqiao calmed down for a while, and put her hand on it again.

But when Gu Qiaoqiao put his hand on it, that feeling came again.

What kind of feeling was that, it reminded Gu Qiaoqiao of what he found under the old pagoda tree in Gu Garden.

The eerie feeling is the same.

It's the kind of chilling, frightening feeling.

Gu Qiaoqiao pursed her red lips tightly, and put her hand on the handle of the rattan chair again. This time, Gu Qiaoqiao didn't move away, but looked at the room, and asked without words, "I don't see if the main room is right?" Turn on the light, is anyone home?"

Boss Qian nodded, "No one, just me and the children living here."

Seeing Gu Qiaoqiao looking for something to say, Boss Xu was a little puzzled, but he still cooperated with Gu Qiaoqiao's words.

Then he talked to Boss Qian.

A flash of impatience flashed in Boss Qian's eyes, but since one was a local snake in Jinling City and the other was a descendant of the Gu family in the imperial capital, he bit the bullet and responded to Boss Xu's words.

Gu Qiaoqiao began to concentrate on feeling the handle of the rattan chair.

This feeling is the same as the last time under the locust tree, gloomy, sticky, damp, as if there is still resentment and resentment.

The latter point is different from the feeling of discovering that small coffin.

Gu Qiaoqiao's heart sank, how could there be a feeling of a dead thing?

Although it took a short time to enter Taoism, Gu Qiaoqiao has learned a lot and made great progress. Of course, the things he learned are also very complicated.

The point is, she has never found a master to learn such things.

Everything is based on the ability bestowed by God and her instinct and intuition.

Just like now.

It's all about intuition and guesswork.

Gu Qiaoqiao's heart was pounding. She looked at the rattan chair. The handle of the rattan chair turned out to be wenge wood, which was very precious. Of course, some people also used it to make coffins.

Could it be that the wooden armrests on this wicker chair are made of coffin boards?
Will the old man make a chair out of coffin boards?
Gu Qiaoqiao put her hand on the rattan chair again, this time not on the handle, but on the seat surface of the rattan chair.

The seat surface of the rattan chair is woven out of rattan.

There are no planks.

But the feeling was still the same as the feeling of putting it on the handle, Gu Qiaoqiao's heart sank, it didn't seem to be a problem with the rattan chair.

So where does this feeling come from?

Gu Qiaoqiao looked down at the ground. The floor on the ground was painted with red paint. Under the light, it seemed to be glowing strangely.

After all, Boss Qian on the opposite side is old, and he is also full of vigilance towards the two of them, so Gu Qiaoqiao's strangeness quickly caught his attention, and he asked straightforwardly, "Miss Gu, you seem to be right My wicker chair is very interesting."

Gu Qiaoqiao looked up, smiled slightly, and admitted generously, "Yes, Boss Qian, your family is indeed a family with rich heritage, and the wood on this rattan chair is actually chicken wing wood, the best among mahogany. It should be red bean wood, and judging by the weaving process and the luster on it, this rattan chair must have been around for many years, so it can be regarded as valuable old furniture."

Boss Qian did not doubt that he was there, and he had a smile on his face, "Hehe, the girl is worthy of being the heir of Imperial Treasure Pavilion, the imperial capital. You can see that the rattan chair is different at a glance. You are right, this is Red bean wood, my ancestors passed it down, and it takes the most effort to maintain it, and it took a lot of effort, here the sun does not shine, and there are wisterias, so it is a more suitable place."

When it comes to knowledge about antiques, Boss Xu doesn't understand and can't get in the way, but he listens with interest.

Gu Qiaoqiao looked down at the floor, then at Boss Qian, and asked, "Is this floor a wild teak floor?"

A hint of admiration really flashed in Boss Qian's eyes, "Young master really has good eyesight. That's right, there are even wild teak trees, which are getting less and less nowadays."

"Boss Qian really has a big family and a big business, so he actually put this precious thing in the yard."

Boss Xu said slowly.

But I thought in my heart, rich people are different.

Good things are not taken seriously.

Such a precious thing makes a chair sit on the floor.

Perhaps this is the concept of rich people.

However, doubts remain.

Since Cyclops' father is so rich, why is Cyclops doing illegal business?

However, from what he had seen and heard, he was very understanding.

In this world, who said that only the poor would take risks.

Rich people do more bad things. Isn't that true for many people who sell illegal goods?
What puzzled Boss Xu was Boss Qian's attitude towards Cyclops.

Boss Qian smiled smugly, glanced at Boss Xu, raised his voice and said, "Boss Xu, you don't know about that. Sometimes, these things are for people's use, not for ancestors. I'm not short of money."

The smile on the old man's face was very hateful, as if he had finally vented his psychological sullenness.

Boss Xu rolled his eyes at him, but he didn't speak.

There are many rich people, and Gu Qiaoqiao is one of them, but I have never seen him so arrogant.

However, now he doesn't care about it.

Sometimes, when you do more things, see more people, and experience different worlds, your mentality will change.

So he didn't take Boss Qian's attitude seriously. After all, he had serious business to do today.

He smiled and looked away.

(End of this chapter)