Almighty Star Daddy

Han Mo drove alone to collect the location in the information. He has been looking for something that is very important to him. He has searched for a long time, and every time he has a clue, but in the end it all ends in failure.

Han Mo didn't tell his family, because he wasn't sure if he could really find it. He set off with hope again and again, and came back with disappointment again and again. Although he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart. expect.

In order to search, Han Mo ran all over the country, because he didn't let his family know, he often flew there on the same day and returned on the same day.

The friend who got rid of the search this time said that someone saw something appearing in Beidu, and now it is in the hands of an old man.

Han Mo needs to confirm whether what the old man is holding is what he has been looking for, if not, he will continue to search like every failure, if it is...

Thinking of this, Han Mo frowned. If it was really what he had been looking for, he would have to buy it no matter what, no matter the price.

The sky gradually dimmed, the street lights on the road were already on, the vehicles were speeding in the middle of the road, and the sidewalks were filled with people who were running for their lives.

Han Mo glanced at the navigation, "It's almost here."

Even at this time, I feel a little uneasy. Although this is not the first time I have come to the possible location of something based on clues, I still feel uneasy.

It was as if there was a big stone pressing down on my heart, which was heavy.

Han Mo's car drove into a narrow street surrounded by courtyard houses on both sides. He was used to seeing high-rise buildings, but entering such an environment suddenly was a special sight.

According to the address, Han Mo stopped the car firmly in front of a gate.

The door was open, there must be someone in the house.

Most of the people living here are old people.

Most of them are not short of money, because the courtyard house they live in is expensive in the northern capital, and the reason why they don't want to leave is because they are used to life here.

Many old people have lived here all their lives, and they all like to live with their doors open.

If there is someone at home, the door will be opened in the morning and closed at night.

The screen wall inside the gate blocks the line of sight,

People passing by the door cannot see the situation in the yard. This design is very popular, just to block the sight of passers-by, and for guests to arrange their clothes and hats before entering the door for a short rest.

This screen wall looks very old, it should be decades old like this courtyard house.

However, the carved patterns on the screen wall can still be clearly seen. Han Mo didn't pay much attention to the patterns and bypassed the screen wall.

An old man was sitting on a wicker chair, fanning the air with a cattail fan in one hand. When he saw Han Mo coming in, the old man was not surprised at all and was very calm.

"Hello, I'm..." Han Mo hurriedly introduced me.

"I know." The old man interrupted Han Mo without waiting for him to finish speaking.

Before entering the yard, Han Mo guessed that the person living here might be an old man, and his guess was confirmed at this moment, but he didn't expect the old man to be so calm when he saw this sudden visitor, and he seemed to have known him for a long time. Will come generally.

"Excuse me, I'm actually here today to..."

"Go back, I won't sell it to you." The old man didn't want to hear Han Mo finish his sentence, so he got up and walked into the house.

The old man looks about 70 years old, but neither his demeanor nor his steps seem to match his age.

Of course, Han Mo will not really go back just because the old man said that he can't sell. He followed the old man into the house.

The old man has seen countless people. As soon as Han Mo walked in, he knew that Han Mo was not a bad person. Although it was impossible to sell him his treasured treasure, he would not take extreme measures to drive him away.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Han Mo's eyes lit up. The antique decoration design made him feel as if he had traveled to an ancient house.

The old man sat on a grand teacher's chair, and Han Mo sat on the chair next to the old man.

"Before you came, many people have asked me about it. If you don't sell it, you will definitely not sell it. I am a collector, not a merchant. My things are just for my own appreciation.

Han Mo's heart sank. He knew that what he was looking for was of a certain age. Looking at the decoration of the old man's house, he was a collector. Han Mo was thinking about how to win the old man's favor first.

"Maybe I'm not the same as the people you met before. I don't want to buy or sell."

The old man raised his gray eyebrows, "Young man, are you also a collector?"

Han Mo nodded, "That's right."

The old man's expression was a little surprised. In his subconscious mind, he believed that people of Han Mo's age would only want to make money when they talked about antique calligraphy and paintings. People of their age don't know how to appreciate art except for money.

"Even if you are different from them, I will not sell it to you." The old man waved his hand.

Han Mo knew in his heart that he didn't know whether the thing in the old man's hand was what he wanted. If he exhausted his words and ended up not wanting what he wanted at all, wouldn't it be a waste of everyone's time? Take a look at the things in the old man's hand.

"Even if you don't sell it to me, can you let me appreciate it?" Han Mo's attitude was very sincere.

The old man hesitated for a moment when he heard Han Mo's request, and then he took a closer look at the young man in front of him. It seemed that he was really different from those mercenary people who smelled of money all over their bodies. He wanted to knock the old man unconscious with those stinky money.

But this young man never mentioned money once, and when he was rejected, he just asked for appreciation.

The old man didn't say anything, got up calmly, and walked like an inner room.

Han Mo looked at the back of the old man leaving slowly, feeling a little nervous in his heart. Too many times he came with hope and returned with disappointment. He was looking forward to finding what he wanted this time.

Han Mo was thinking in his heart, the old man had already turned around and returned.

Suddenly, when Han Mo's eyes fell on the old man's hand, his heart sank.

The old man was holding a long brocade box in one hand. One look at the size and knew it was not what he wanted. It should be a calligraphy and painting.

"In fact, many people want her, but they don't know what she means." The old man opened the brocade box carefully.

As Han Mo guessed, what was in the brocade box was a calligraphy and painting.

The old man unfolded the painting, and explained a lot about calligraphy and painting to Han Mo. In fact, Han Mo didn't understand much, but out of politeness, Han Mo listened carefully to the old man's words.

This is not the first time he has been disappointed, but this time he has more expectations in his heart, and his desire for things is more urgent, but unexpectedly, it is still the same result, and Han Mo has no intention of staying here any longer.

"I'm sorry, old man, I didn't come here for this calligraphy and painting. I heard from a friend that you have another thing in your hand, which may be what I've been looking for, but maybe the information is wrong. I'm sorry to bother you , that thing is no longer with you, maybe I will continue to look for it. I apologize to you again." Han Mo said politely to the old man.

If the things were not there, there would be no point for him to stay here. After saying goodbye to the old man, Han Mo got up and prepared to leave.

The old man looked at Han Mo's leaving back, was silent for a moment, and said suddenly, "Wait a minute."

The steps that Han Mo had already taken stopped in the air.