The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Charlie nodded slightly.

At this time, an Lady slowly walked out from under the cooking shed.

She looked at Charlie with some doubt, frowned and asked, “Young man, do you know my husband?”

Charlie said, “You are Grandma Treadway, right? My father knows your husband.”

The Lady hesitated for a moment and said quickly, “Come in, please come in!”

Then she said to her son, “Lucas, quickly invite the guest into the house and pour water for them.”

The young man hurried forward to open the door and said politely, “Come in, please… Please, sit inside!”

Charlie nodded, thanked him and entered the yard with Isaac.

This small courtyard was not that big, only tens of square meters in size.

There were three wooden rooms and two thatched sheds, one on the left and one on the right.

The stove and the other were built against the wall, making a circle of cover, the area was not large, it looked like a toilet. The three wooden houses were directly opposite the gate, the main room in the middle was wide open and there were two rooms on the left and right inside and the doors of the rooms were covered with curtains.

Charlie and Isaac followed the middle-aged man into the main room.

There was a long and slender altar table in the middle of the room against the wall.

Definitely a very old object. On the top of the altar, there were incense burners and multiple tablets, all of which had the name Treadway.”

On the wall above the altar, there were three Chinese-style portraits hanging.

The portrait in the center was of a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown.

Although the man was skinny, he was in good spirits.

He stood on a boulder on a mountain with his hands were behind his back.

long beard and the hem of his clothes

and the old man looking up at the sky, his

on the top of the mountain, reading a book,

had been in contact with antiques, he could tell that these paintings were all ancient paintings and they

sighing secretly, “Although I don’t know whether these three paintings are from the hands of famous ancient masters,

that they

put it bluntly, it costs at least a few hundred thousand a pair and it should be

small number for ordinary people, since the three paintings

deceived into going to Mexico on the pretext of being a sailor? Even the mother and

had more questions

see from this that

poverty now, her family had been passed down in order for more than a thousand years and her

at these two well-dressed young men, somewhat nervous and

wooden table and wooden bench in the middle of the main room and said with some embarrassment, “Please

senses, smiled and said, “Thank

In the meantime, Mrs.

Treadway washed her hands.

mouth, “Distinguished guests, please sit down… Our family is poor and we can’t afford decent furniture, not even a good chair for you to sit on, really wrong

“Grandma Treadway, please sit

Mrs.

a moment, then smiled

you said that your old man knew my husband, but what do you call your

how to

previous idea

pretext that he was the son of her husband’s deceased friend and then told her that he had bought a house and façade

to accept it, he had his

suggestion, let them fully accepted his rhetoric and made her

current situation, it could be seen everywhere that this Lady seemed not

wanted to know more about it, but if he asked the Lady a question, he had to use psychological hints in a simple and rude

so he didn’t know

embarrassment and entanglement, so she said to her son, “Lucas, before it is dark, you take your