After listening to Luo Xiuxiu's words, Feng Qingxue knew that Tang Jie and Luo Xiuxiu had extraordinary origins.

Tang Jie is middle-aged, and there is a noble and elegant temperament in her movements. It is obvious that she is most likely to come from a wealthy family, and she may also have been exposed to work such as appraising antiques, which has influenced Luo Xiuxiu.

Luo Xiuxiu looks like she is only twelve or thirteen years old. She must have nothing to do with a wealthy family or work. She can only learn from her elders.

If you have not come into contact with antiques, it is difficult for ordinary people to judge the authenticity of a plate at a glance. After all, for thousands of years, the most indispensable thing among the people is imitation, and the counterfeiting of antiques has been around since ancient times.

One time, Feng Qingxue bought a so-called porcelain from the Qianlong period. After identification by Lu's father, he concluded that it was a replica of the Republic of China.

However, Feng Qingxue did not directly answer whether she knew how to appraise antiques. She smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether it is an old thing or a new thing. If it can be used, it is a good thing. I didn't have a ticket at the beginning. It was just daily necessities bought from the flea market."

Tang Jie said: "That's right, but some people like to make fuss, either talking about old things or old ideas."

"It's never wrong to follow the policy." Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, not making any comment on this situation.

She knew very well what "walls have ears" meant. Moreover, when she met Tang Jie for the first time, she didn't know much about Tang Jie's character and conduct. It was better to be careful. Although there were old things at home, they were all about cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks. Supplies, used goods bought from the flea market because there was no money to buy industrial products, the origin was above board.

After saying this, Feng Qingxue invited Tang Jie and Luo Xiuxiu to have tea and something to eat, "You're welcome, just like at home."

Tang Jie and Luo Xiuxiu smiled and were about to pick up the enamel jar themselves when they suddenly saw a white, tender and chubby hand appear on the table and quickly took a piece of walnut cake from the plate.

Touching one piece seemed to be not enough, so he also reached into the plate with his other hand and touched a piece.

Looking carefully, one of the triplets was missing, Erxiong. He walked around the table, and the table blocked his body.

Feng Qingxue was angry and funny. She brought him over and was about to teach him a lesson when Tang Jie had already spoken, "Big Erxiong, is the walnut cake delicious? Can you give Auntie a piece?"

The little guy put his hands back and shook his head violently, "No, no!"

Zhuang Zhuang obediently pointed to the table and said to Tang Jie: "Yes, there is it on the table. Auntie, let's eat it."

"Yes, there is it on the table!" Erxiong suddenly felt that his brother was a good boy, "Good brother, let's eat it for you!"

He generously gave a piece of chewed walnut cake to Zhuang Zhuang, who held it in his hand and said, "Thank you, brother!"

He turned his hand and brought it to Feng Qingxue's mouth, "Mom is tired, mom eats!"

"Thank you Zhuang Zhuang, Zhuang Zhuang, you are so kind and filial!" Feng Qingxue narrowed her eyes with a smile and took a small bite. "Eat the rest Zhuang Zhuang. After you finish eating, mom will get it for you."

Erxiong held the remaining piece of walnut cake and stood there staring.

Tang Jie couldn't help but laugh, "No wonder Lao Luo said that your children are very playful. It's true. I don't think anyone's children are as smart and smart as yours."

Luo Xiuxiu nodded, "Er Xiong is so fun, Zhuang Zhuang is so smart!"

After hearing her praise Zhuangzhuang for being smart, Erxiong turned around, faced her with his butt, and ate his own walnut cake, leaving the crumbs on the floor.

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