Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

  Chapter 71 Plan

  Song Yanning walked to Yang Lisheng's side and said, "Grandpa, just keep it." As her little demon world's highness, it is not too much for her to work in a courtyard house.

   "But it's too expensive." If it's an ordinary gift, he will definitely accept it.

  "Grandpa, don't worry about this. When there is a chance in the future, we will return the money to them. Grandma, let's go inside and see." Song Yanning took Li Meixiang's hand and walked inside.

  Yang Lisheng felt that what Song Yanning said was correct, "You are waiting for me here, and I will go to the hotel to get my luggage." He is very happy now and can finally live back to his home.

  Yang Xin'er returned home with an unhappy expression, threw the bag heavily on the sofa, and told the servant who was approaching: "Go and pour me a cup of tea."

   "Yes, Madam!" The servant respectfully replied and walked towards the kitchen. She could see that the young lady was in a bad mood, and only hoped that she would not be angry with her.

   "Mom, we are back!" Song Yanxue and Song Yanli laughed cheerfully at the door.

Yang Xin'er turned her head and looked, and saw Song Yanxue and Song Yanli, her mood improved a bit instantly, and she beckoned to them, "Xiaoxue, Xiaoli, come and sit with her mother." They are just like her daughters. She was beautiful and well-behaved, she was like that Song Yanning, black and ugly, and even contradicted her, she had no education at all, and she looked like her.

  If it hadn’t been for Yufeng to watch her give birth to Song Yanning, she would have doubted if Song Yanning had been dropped. She and Yufeng are beautiful women and handsome men, so it's impossible for them to give birth to such an ugly child.

"Mom, why don't my grandpa and grandma come to my house? I have never seen them. How is Sister Xiaoning now? Isn't she looking better than when she was a child?" Song Yanli has always wanted to see her little sister. She very much hopes that little sister can return to Song's house.

  Yang Xin'er frowned displeased, "Don't mention her, I'll be angry when I think of her."

   "Mom, don't be angry, she is disobedient, you have me, Xiao Li and Xiao Yang, so we won't make you angry." Song Yanxue reached out and took Yang Xin'er's arm, leaning against her shoulders and coquettishly. An ugly monster is not worthy of being a member of their Song family, and she doesn't want such an ugly sister.

  Yang Xin'er stretched out her hand and rubbed Song Yanxue’s hair, “It’s our little Xue, tomorrow she will come with her grandpa and grandma, and my mother will give you a task.”

   "Okay." Song Yanxue nodded obediently, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

   "When she comes tomorrow, you take her to the guest room upstairs and lock her inside." Yang Xin'er thinks this is a good way. She doesn't want the guests who come to celebrate her birthday to know that she has such an ugly daughter. As for the old man, it is the same when we meet again when the birthday banquet is over. She believed that the old man certainly did not want to let the guests know that he has such an ugly granddaughter.

   "The task must be completed." Song Yanxue's eyes were full of excitement.

  Song Yanli sighed helplessly in her heart. I didn't expect my mother to hate the little sister so much. It seems that it is difficult for the little sister to return to Song's house.

  The sun gradually set, and the orange-red sunlight pierced through the dense leaves and fell on Yang Lisheng, Li Meixiang and Song Yanning who were sitting under the tree.

   "Xiao Ning, you said that there was something in that painting, do you know how to take it apart?" Yang Lisheng thought of the painting he bought before.

"Yeah!" Song Yanning nodded, put down the pastry in her hand, stood up and walked into the room, "I'll go in and take out that picture." She also wants to know what is in that picture, if she has a **** now. Just know it.

  After a while, Song Yanning walked out holding the box with the painting.

   Putting the box on the table, Song Yanning opened the box and took out the painting from the inside, slowly unfolding it.

  Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang looked intently, expecting and curious.

  Song Yanning unfolded the painting, observed it carefully, took out a pair of scissors, and started cutting along the corners.

   "Be careful, or grandma come and cut it?" Li Meixiang looked at the scissors in Song Yanning's hand worriedly, in case there was something in it, it would be worthless if the cut broke. I heard from my wife that this painting cost one hundred thousand yuan.

  Song Yanning spit out her tongue at Li Meixiang, “Don’t worry, grandma, I know it in my heart.”

  Li Meixiang smiled and glanced at Song Yanning, "Okay, just waiting for you to surprise grandma."

   "There will be surprises guaranteed." Song Yanning saw that the cut was almost done, put the scissors down, and carefully opened the place where she had cut, and saw that there was still a picture inside.

   "What is it?" Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng both looked expectant, and there was a little excitement.

   "It's a painting, wait a minute, I will take it out." Song Yanning picked up the scissors and continued to cut it.

  The whole painting was taken apart, and Song Yanning carefully took out the painting hidden in it. She doesn't care whether the painting will be bad or not, the main reason is that grandpa and grandma will feel distressed if they tear it apart.

  "Is this painting real? Is it worth the money?" This is what Li Meixiang cares most about.

  Yang Lisheng looked at the painting that Song Yanning had just taken out. He felt that this painting was much better than the previous one, and this one should be genuine.

Song Yanning smiled at the two of them, "This painting is called "Xia Yun Desire to Rain", which was made by Ming Dynasty painter Liu Jue. Look at the poem written by Shen Zhou on this painting. The layout of the picture is clear and clear with stones and peaks. The fall is strong, the mountain path can pass through the veins, and the lush trees illuminate the characteristics of summer scenery. The pedestrians rush on the road, which exaggerates the mood of sheltering from the rain. The painting method is wet brush, light ink, long covered with hemp and thick ink moss. , Mirrored with the alum head. The brushwork is delicate and dense, the ink is elegant and charming, so this painting is undoubtedly authentic. As for its value, I can't estimate it, but it is definitely more than one hundred thousand. "

  Li Meixiang smiled happily, "Xiao Ning, how did you know this?" Xiao Ning didn't even go to elementary school, so where did she learn this knowledge.

  "Don’t I usually like to watch appraisal programs? I have seen another picture of Liu Yu's "Reading in the Deep Mountains" on it. I heard that the auction price of that painting reached 2.3 million." Song Yanning said.

   "What?!" Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng both opened their eyes in disbelief. Doesn't this painting cost millions?

  Take a deep breath, Yang Li recovered his mind for a while, and looked at Song Yanning, "Xiaoning, didn’t you still buy a writing brush? How much is that writing brush worth?"

  "This brush is worth one or two thousand at most." Song Yanning took out the brush from her pocket. Her brush is not an ordinary brush, but a spiritual tool. But for ordinary people, this brush is really worthless, because they have no way to use this brush.

  (End of this chapter)