"But after my unremitting efforts for more than half a year, I finally found this Ford Fairlane of the same model and color in a deep lane in country B, which is called the country of antique cars!"
As he spoke, Xiang Qian took a deep breath and put on the affectionate color of poetry reading.
I looked deeply at my grandfather and continued, "so I decided to give you this car on Grandpa''s birthday... Happy birthday!"
The voice fell and the audience was silent for about two seconds.
Then, thunderous applause broke out directly.
The guests under the stage talked about it one after another.
"Oh, the young master of this family is very filial!"
"Yes, in order to make up for the old man''s regret of losing his car, he ran all over the world to find the same car!"
"I heard that this car is a product of decades ago. There are few left in the world. It is of great collection value..."
"It seems that this must be my favorite gift this year..."
"I don''t think so. Maybe the old man is happy and even gives the inheritance right directly to the young master..."
"Wow, madam, you are really lucky!"
Seeing a group of people boasting about their son from the fancy, Fang Yali naturally looked pleased.
But he still had to be symbolic and modest, so he smiled and said, "you can''t say that. Ah Qian is still a child and lacks cultivation. The master is sensible and will never pour what he doesn''t have directly on him!"
Of course, that''s what she said, but the smile on her lips that was about to become a disaster did not fade.
However, in addition to Fang Yali, Xiang Yan and Xiang Huai''s father and son saw that the smelly boy actually took out such a big gift. Their faces turned blue and cold.
Even the old man of the Jiang family could not help frowning and looked strangely at Xiang Qian, who was still baptized by the praise of the people.
Seeing this, Xiang Xing couldn''t help blinking her soft eyes silently.
It''s not like being happy to receive a favorite gift.
Is there anything more complicated between this car and grandpa?
The little guy was suddenly a little curious.
I can''t help but quietly open the voice transmission secret and contact Yaya: [Yaya, are you free?]
[you just say it ~ burp ~]
At the other end of the venue, ducks and ducks enjoying a delicious pet meal with xiaotaotao opened their mouths absently while burping.
Xiang Xing was speechless.
But he continued to ask: [nothing, just want to ask you, is there anything related to my grandfather about the hidden plot of that antique car?]
[then wait, I''ll find a piece of paper...]
The duck''s mouth was full of duck food and answered vaguely.
A moment later, a bunch of plot clips and a stop button popped out of the little guy''s mind
[stop and see when you drive. I don''t have time to say, creak...]
The duck dropped a heartless word and continued to eat its duck food.
Xiang Xing couldn''t help but say nothing again.
Then it has no choice but to open and stop by itself, and then enter the sea to watch the plot.
Of course, she didn''t find it. At the moment she closed her eyes, the man on the side who should have been stopped at that time, the Obsidian pupil, slowly glanced at her..
A faint and inaudible radian suddenly appeared on his lips.