Fatty Liu smiled and said: "Yes, my uncle and aunt have finally returned home in glory!"

The old lady waved her hand, "Where, where!"

As she said that, the old lady pointed at Liu Jiajun and said, "Old man, what's going on?"

Liu Jiajun waved his hand, covering his chest, and after a while he hummed, "I'm so angry!"

The old lady's expression changed and she looked at Yang Bo and the two of them.

Before she could speak, Yang Bo said: "Auntie, what do you think of uncle collecting these things?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, "If he likes it, let him collect it!"

"Uncle must have spent a lot of money on his collection. What do you think of his collection?" Yang Bo asked again.

"If he likes it, let him collect it!" the old lady still said.

Yang Bo pointed to the chicken cup on the coffee table, "I am an appraiser. If you believe in Fatty's character, I will tell you the truth, this chicken cup is a fake."

The old lady was stunned for a moment, "Fake? How is it possible? Our old man has been studying it for so many years, how can it be fake?"

"You're talking nonsense! You just want to get my chicken cup. You have bad intentions!" Liu Jiajun also retorted.

Yang Bo frowned, "Uncle, have you really studied for many years? What does a real chicken jar cup look like? Have you seen it? The real Chenghua Doucai chicken jar cup is rich in color but not bright, and the Chenghua genuine model has one

The layers of cloud are hazy, there are bubbles like beads, and the blue and white color of the characters are dark. Do you know all these?"

Yang Bo saw that something was wrong with Liu Jiajun, because he could feel that the other party seemed to be in a state of delirium. If he didn't really wake up, he would probably buy more fakes in the future, so he gave up the previous agreement.

Tactful strategy!

Liu Jiajun stared at the chicken bowl and remained silent.

The old lady turned to look at Liu Jiajun, "Old man, tell him that you are right!"

Liu Jiajun stared straight at the chicken bowl cup, still not speaking.

Fatty Liu took a step forward and shook slightly. Liu Jiajun's body softened and he fell down.

Yang Bo was startled, and the old lady even screamed. In a hurry, the old lady took out the heart disease medicine from her pocket, asked Liu Jiajun to take it, and called the emergency number again.

After a while, Liu Jiajun woke up leisurely and opened his eyes to see Yang Bo and Yang Bo. He shook his head and did not speak.

After sending Liu Jiajun to the hospital, Yang Bo was a little nervous while sitting outside the emergency room. He did not expect that Liu Jiajun's body would be so weak. He turned to look at Fatty Liu, "Am I talking too radically?"

Fatty Liu shook his head, "It's okay, we originally had a misunderstanding. It would be fine if we could be more tactful and really make him change. Looking at the final situation, I'm afraid he won't be willing to change."

Yang Bo shook his head and sighed.

The old lady was sitting aside. When she heard the two people talking, she couldn't help but look at Fatty Liu and said, "Pang Dun'er, even though we haven't seen each other for so many years, I believe you. Tell me, are all those things?"

Is it fake?"

Fatty Liu was a little hesitant, thinking that if he could coax the other party as much as possible, he would just ignore it and just go back to China.

Just as he was about to speak, a young man about thirty years old ran over and said, "Grandma, what's wrong?"

The old lady held her grandson's hand and burst into tears, "It's okay, our family has relatives from China. Your grandfather was happy to see them. He suddenly suffered a heart attack, but it's not a big problem."

The old lady's explanation made Yang Bo feel good. He originally planned to let it go, but now he had to stay.

The young man looked at Yang Bo and the two of them and smiled, "I'm so sorry. Grandpa has been very homesick in the past two years. He's been too busy with business and has never had time to take the two old people back. I'm really sorry that this happened to you when you came here.

Already."

Fatty Liu waved his hands quickly, "Don't say that, I'm very happy to see you, but I came too unexpectedly."

As he said that, Fatty Liu pointed at the boy, "Are you Xiaoyong? We haven't seen him for so many years, and you are already so tall!"

The young man smiled, and Fatty Liu looked at the old lady, "Where is his father?"

The old lady shook her head and did not explain. She changed the subject and said, "Don't talk about these things anymore. Don't be polite. By the way, Xiaoyong, later on, you can take out the antiques collected by your grandfather and have them appraised to see if they are genuine or not?"

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, then said: "Hey, okay, I'll go tomorrow."

"I want the true appraisal results. Haven't you appraised several paintings before? Did you falsify the appraisal results of those paintings?" the old lady suddenly asked.

Liu Yong was startled, then waved his hand and said: "Grandma, what are you talking about? Would I do that kind of thing?"

The old lady pointed at Yang Bo and the two of them and deceived him: "These two are not only relatives of our family, but also famous cultural relic appraisal experts in the country!"

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment and couldn't react. He just nodded and said in a low voice: "I was the one who faked it. Grandma, it's not easy for Grandpa to collect. Just let him collect some things happily. It's okay."

What a big deal!"

The old lady probably expected this situation, but it was still difficult to accept. After a while, she said: "In other words, these hundreds of thousands were wasted?"

Liu Yong lowered his head and said, "Grandma, even if you spend money, you will always make money back."

The old lady was stunned, "But that's his life savings. When did you know about it and why didn't you stop him?"

"Last year, since then, he has rarely bought anything because his grandfather has left his hometown and doesn't have many hobbies. I was afraid that he would be bored, so I didn't say anything." Liu Yong explained.

The old lady sat down, looked up at Fatty Liu, and asked hesitantly: "Can I still withdraw those things?"

"If you have an invoice, it should be fine. If you don't have an invoice, you may have bought it outside, and you should be able to sell it at a discount." Fatty Liu explained.

The old lady nodded, "Forget it, let's ask him later!"

Yang Bo did not speak, because he could probably understand the meaning of this money to this family.

Towards evening, Liu Jiajun finally woke up. He looked at Liu Yong and sighed.

Liu Yong shook his head quickly, "Grandpa, don't think too much, there will always be a solution."

"These are what I planned to leave to you!" Liu Jiajun said with a sad look on his face.

Liu Jiajun probably understood it himself, and said to Fatty Liu: "Nephew, this is my uncle's request. I beg you to help me get rid of these things. I hope I can recover some losses."

Fatty Liu couldn't refuse. He looked at Yang Bo apologetically and then nodded, "Uncle, leave this matter to me. We will sort it out tonight."

Liu Jiajun shook his head, "No hurry, no rush."

"Old man, you are not in a hurry, but I am in a hurry to return to my country. What young man doesn't have a career?" the old lady scolded.

Fatty Liu smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
Chapter completed!