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Men change when they have money, and this is really right.

"Yes, I'm worried too, so I'm watching your dad all day long and not letting him have the energy to do it." Ma Guihua was not stupid enough to join her husband in such a big hotel.

"Those people don't have positive and healthy hobbies, but dad has it." Zheng Yu said, "Dad likes antiques and likes to act as cultural people. If you ask dad to buy some things, just buy fake ones and pay tuition. In this way, all his pocket money is used to buy fake antiques, and there is no time to find a little woman. Besides, recently I saw dad in the study, holding books introducing antiques and studying hard. Such a dad is much better than those who mess with relationships outside. And my dad doesn't like gambling, and he is also a good man. Mom, you won't let my dad deprive him of this normal hobby."

When Ma Guihua heard her son say this, she was stunned and then laughed, hugged her son's head, and said, "Oh, my son is smart. You are right. I want to encourage your father to cultivate his hobbies and support him. In this way, he will not have the energy to mess around outside. Instead of the money earned at home falls on those little bitches outside, it is better to lose all the money. Anyway, I still live a poor life, and those little fairies only like money."

This is the mentality of the original wife, but many men do not cherish such a husband-and-wife relationship that shares joys and sorrows.

"Yeah, mom, you have to learn to change too." Zheng Yu said, "For the sake of health, mom, don't be busy with work every day and become a yellow-faced woman. You can also apply for a beauty card and fitness card to reduce weight, which is good for your health."

"You little thing, it turns out that you dislike your mother being fat." Ma Guihua smiled. She was thinking that instead of spending the money she earned with hard work, it would be better to dress up yourself and grab your husband's heart.

The mother and son were discussing enthusiastically, and Zheng Daqiao had already driven to the door of an antique shop.

The owner of this antique shop helped him identify the room of antiques. Is it real, or something from the Qing Dynasty, worthless.

It is rare for the old man to tell the truth, it is not in vain that he has good things on weekdays. He does not forget to respect the old man, so that he can get the other party's favor and help him identify it. Moreover, Mr. Yu also promised him that if he likes something, he can give it a palm.

Old Yu was about to close, but when he saw Zheng Daqiao smiling happily, he couldn't help but smile.

This Zheng Daqiao has started buying antiques again?

"Daqiao, why are you here?" asked Mr. Yu, seeing Zheng Daqiao holding a box wrapped in colored paper in his hand.

"Uncle Yu, look, what is this?" Zheng Daqiao took out the fairy stone from the box and placed it on the table, "Is it good-looking? This is not synthetic, it is purely natural."

Mr. Yu put on his gloves, took it out carefully, then smiled and said, "Haha, this time you finally found a real thing. This thing is good, it is a real fairy stone. Although it is not as expensive as usual jade, it is of good quality and can be sold for thousands or tens of thousands of yuan. Yours is very good, and the market price is no less than 10,000 yuan."
Chapter completed!