Wang Ping never took his eyes away from Gu Chunlai. He saw Gu Chunlai put the calligraphy and painting into his book bag, and then hid the book bag behind him, making it clear that he didn't want anyone to see it. For a moment, he couldn't help but

Just smiled.

"Why, Brother Gu, I didn't know that you are already so stretched? Can't you come up with any money? Look, what are you planning to give?"

Gu Chunlai raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Wang Ping reaching out to grab it from his book bag, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

When Wang Ping saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Brother Gu, what are you hiding from? If you don't take it out now, you will have to take it out later, unless you stop giving gifts." Wang Ping said, seeing Gu Chunlai's face turn pale again, and then said: "But

, I have to remind you that the master’s most indispensable thing is calligraphy and painting. Although the calligraphy and painting in his house are not made by famous artists, they are no better than what you have on hand."

Gu Chunlai clenched his fist tightly and stared at Wang Ping with an angry look on his face, but he was extremely scared in his heart.

Wang Ping is right, what Master is most indispensable for is calligraphy and painting. His calligraphy and painting, which cost only a few pennies each, could not catch the eyes of Master.

What's more, with Wang Ping here, he will definitely not let go of this opportunity to laugh at him!

When the time comes, he will be embarrassed in front of the entire private school. If he stands outside, he will be pointed at his nose and laughed at.

The more he thought about it, the paler Gu Chunlai's face turned.

Wang Ping was very satisfied with the result and wanted to say something. From a distance, he heard a soft and soft child's voice: "Cousin Wang Ping, don't say that to my third uncle. How can you use the things you give to your master in a noble or humble way?"

Come and share?”

As soon as Aman said this, some people watching the excitement couldn't help but get closer. They didn't expect that Wang Ping was actually Aman's cousin, and Gu Chunlai was Aman's third uncle. So

Come on, Gu Chunlai and Wang Ping are still relatives.

It is really inappropriate to treat relatives like Wang Ping!

So, for a while, people started talking again.

Wang Ping was naturally annoyed after hearing those words, and said hurriedly: "What does he know? Although Master doesn't care, it would be humiliating to give away calligraphy and paintings that can be bought for two or three pennies."

With that said, Wang Ping took out a brocade box from his pocket, opened the box and turned it around in front of everyone: "See, this is called sincerity, the best ginseng."

Aman went over to take a look and saw that the ginseng in the brocade box was just a few pieces. He couldn't help but said: "Cousin Wang Ping, did you dig up the ginseng?"

When Wang Ping heard this, his face turned pale. The broken pieces were not worth much. This time, his father sent him two taels of silver for his wife's birthday, but who knew that most of it was spent on cousin Xianghui?

.

When he found out that he didn't have enough money to buy gifts for his wife, it was already too late, so he used some connections to buy this box of ginseng with the minimum amount of money. He originally thought that although he didn't spend enough money, it was still enough.

Extremely decent.

Who knew that this little guy Aman would reveal clues in front of so many people!

He hurriedly put the brocade box away and said unhappily: "You little bastard, what do you know? Let's take a look at your third uncle's shabby calligraphy and painting to send beggars."

Aman suddenly laughed, took out the inkstone, and put it in front of Wang Ping: "This is the gift prepared by my third uncle."

Wang Ping was stunned, and Gu Chunlai was also surprised.

Everyone's eyes were on the inkstone in Aman's hand. After a while, a scholar said: "Isn't this the top grade from Mo Baozhai in the county? This thing is not cheap."

Aman lowered his head and looked at the inkstone in his hand, a little surprised, this thing is not cheap? For a moment, he felt distressed in his heart. It is not easy for his mother to make money, how can he just spend it like this.

But I feel sorry for myself. I have already said this, but there is no reason to take it back.

"You, you yellow-haired boy, what do you know? This is a good thing. Don't give your things to Gu Chunlai. Later, give the things you don't have to Master." Wang Ping said angrily, only

Jue Aman's things overshadowed him, and his face was completely dull.

"This is the gift that Third Uncle prepared for the Master. I'm just holding it for him." Aman said, having already placed the inkstone in Gu Chunlai's hand.

Gu Chunlai looked at the inkstone in shock. For a moment, he felt that it was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold.

"Hmph!" Wang Ping couldn't get angry. He snorted coldly and took his people away. After everyone dispersed, Gu Chunlai said: "Aman, you gave me the inkstone. What are you going to give me later?"

Aman took out a wolf hair from his pocket and found that the wolf hair was also of high quality.

Gu Chunlai looked at it, and after a while, he finally said in a low voice: "Your mother is interested... But if she knew that you gave me the inkstone, she would be angry.

"

Gu Chunlai thought about Xu Jiaoxing's attitude towards him recently, and couldn't help but say something.

"My mother said that our third uncle is one of the same family." Aman said quickly in order to relieve Gu Chunlai's psychological burden.

"Family? Us?" Gu Chunlai murmured and repeated, but an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart. After so many years, he suddenly realized that the only one who was really good to him was Xu Jiaoxing!

The master's birthday was very lively, and there were long lines of people giving gifts. The gifts given by Aman and Gu Chunlai were naturally very decent. As for the extremely arrogant Wang Ping, it was as if he had changed.

After delivering the high-quality ginseng, he quickly retreated into the crowd, as if he was afraid that the master would see the ginseng in front of him.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to mention to his wife about cousin Xiaohu's admission to school, but now that it was so dishonorable, he didn't dare to mention it more.

In the evening, except for Wang Ping, all the students in the private school stayed at the master's elegant residence for dinner. The meal prepared by the master was extremely rich, and you could see meat in almost every plate. Everyone was very happy to eat.

After the meal, Gu Chunlai took Aman and wanted to send him back.

This was the first time that Gu Chunlai took the initiative to send Aman back. Although Aman was happy, after thinking about it carefully, he was still worried and said: "Third uncle, let's forget it. It's so late and it won't be good if others see it."

.”

His mother and third uncle were innocent, but people outside liked to gossip, and he didn't like to hear those people's nonsense.

"It's just because it's late that Third Uncle wants to see you off." Gu Chun said, directly pulling Aman and walking out.

What Xu Jiaoxing saw outside the private school was Gu Chunlai pulling Aman, and the two walked out of the private school gate laughing.

For a moment, Xu Jiaoxing couldn't help but frown. She couldn't remember when Aman and Gu Chunlai had become so warm.

"Aniang!" Suspiciously, Aman saw her and ran towards her with a cheerful face.

Xu Jiaoxing stopped looking at Gu Chunlai and pulled Aman to ask what happened just now.

Thinking about the scene in the past when Gu Chunlai coaxed the original owner to remarry, Xu Jiaoxing felt that Gu Chunlai was a very evil person.

He suddenly changed his attitude towards Aman, it must be because he had ulterior motives.

Who would have thought that before she could ask this question, she heard Gu Chunlai's voice next to her ear: "You, are you here?"

Although this voice was still as squeaky as before, it was not like the fearful vibrato before.

Xu Jiaoxing looked up, and Hao Ran saw that Gu Chunlai was still smiling at her. For a moment, she frowned, pulled Aman and drove away.

"Alas!" Gu Chunlai's voice came from behind, and Xu Jiaoxing speeded up her pace as if she didn't hear it.

Aman looked at Xu Jiaoxing and wanted to go back and say goodbye to Gu Chunlai, but then he heard Xu Jiaoxing say righteously: "Aman, please listen carefully, your third uncle didn't mean what he said on the surface.

You are so good to me, and he suddenly treats you well. He must have some ulterior motive, and he might even be thinking of coaxing my wife into selling her."

Aman raised his eyes and wanted to tell her about the inkstone. Suddenly, he heard his mother's voice again: "Anyway, you are right to listen to my mother, keep a distance from him."

Aman opened his mouth and thought about how his mother was so unhappy with his third uncle and the inkstone was so expensive. If his mother knew that he gave the inkstone to his third uncle, she would probably be angry.

It was absolutely impossible to make his mother unhappy because of what had happened, so he didn't say a word and just nodded.

On the second day, Xu Jiaoxing got into Uncle Chuan's car with crayfish on her back, and heard him whisper: "Girl Xing, your uncle asked me to send you a message. He said, if you still think of him as your uncle,

Just go to his place."

Xu Jiaoxing was stunned for a moment, and immediately guessed that Xu Changgen knew about Reed.

Uncle Chuan was stared at by Xu Jiaoxing helplessly, so he could only sigh and said: "You can't blame me, girl Xing. Uncle Chuan, I told you before, Chang Xu and I have nothing to do with each other. I send a cart to his shop every day."

A normal person would be suspicious of the reed."

Xu Jiaoxing knew that she couldn't blame Uncle Chuan, so she let out a long sigh, but she was a little afraid, fearing that her eldest sister-in-law would get into trouble with her uncle because of this.

We went all the way to Osmanthus Garden. The storyteller in the building was still telling the story of the Bamboo Immortal and the Scholar, but there were fewer people than usual. The whole Osmanthus Garden looked old-fashioned, and maybe one day it would be over.

A situation about to close down.

Xu Jiaoxing couldn't help but shook her head and muttered: "I'm either a fox fairy or a bamboo fairy all day long, and I don't even have an idea. No wonder people are not willing to listen."

This is a human being, and we all get tired.

Sighing, Xu Jiaoxing wanted to go to the kitchen, but someone grabbed her clothes. Xu Jiaoxing frowned and saw a teenage boy looking at her with an upright look.

Xu Jiaoxing couldn't remember when she had offended a child, so she wanted to get the hem of her clothes out of the other person's hands. However, she didn't want to, but she heard the other person say angrily: "You actually said that to Mr. Mo, is it possible? You have

Isn’t it a good story?”

Story? Xu Jiaoxing was stunned and immediately understood why the child was angry.

"Hurry up and let go. Just because you like Mr. Mo, it doesn't mean that others will like him." Xu Jiaoxing saw that the child was sitting alone. He had obviously come alone, and was afraid that he would be in trouble. He cried and made a fuss on the spot.

Ugly, I whispered.

Who would have thought that the child was stubborn, staring at her and repeating: "Why do you say that to Mr. Mo?"

Xu Jiaoxing felt that it was a headache to reason with a child, not to mention that she had a basket full of prawns on her back!

After coughing dryly, Xu Jiaoxing pointed towards the storyteller without blushing and breathlessly: "Look, Mr. Mo is looking in your direction."
Chapter completed!