Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

Song Yanning walked to Yang Lisheng's side, "Grandpa, just keep it." In her capacity as the little prince of the demon world, it's not too much for her to handle a single courtyard house.

"But this is too expensive." If it was a normal gift, he would definitely accept it.

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

Yang Lisheng felt that Song Yanning was right, "You wait for me here, I'll go to the hotel to pick up my luggage." He is very happy now, and can finally live back to his own home.

Yang Xiner returned home unhappy, threw her bag heavily on the sofa, and instructed the servant who was approaching, "Go and pour me a cup of tea."

"Yes, young lady!" The servant responded respectfully and walked towards the kitchen. She could see that the young lady was in a bad mood, and only hoped not to take anger on her.

"Mom, we're back!" The cheerful laughter of Song Yanxue and Song Yanli came from the door.

Yang Xiner turned her head and saw Song Yanxue and Song Yanli, her mood instantly improved, and she waved to the two of them, "Xiaoxue, Xiaoli, come and sit with mother." They were just like her daughters. She is beautiful and well-behaved, not like that Song Yanning, who is dark and ugly, and she also contradicts her.

If Yufeng hadn't watched her give birth to Song Yanning, she would have wondered if Song Yanning had been ripped off. She and Yufeng's daughter are beautiful, and the man is handsome, how could it be impossible to give birth to such an ugly child.

"Mom, why don't grandpa and grandma come to my house? I've never seen them before. How is little sister Xiaoning now? Is she better-looking than when she was a child?" Song Yanli has always wanted to meet her little sister. She very much hopes that the little sister can return to the Song family.

Yang Xin'er frowned displeasedly, "Don't mention her, you'll get angry when you think of her."

"Mom, don't be angry, she's disobedient, you have me, Xiaoli and Xiaoyang, we won't make you angry." Song Yanxue stretched out her hand to hold Yang Xiner's arm, leaning on her shoulder and acting coquettishly. An ugly monster is not worthy of being part of their Song family, and she doesn't want such an ugly sister.

Yang Xiner reached out and rubbed Song Yanxue's hair, "It's still our Xiaoxue, she will come with her grandfather and grandma tomorrow, and my mother will give you a task."

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

"When she arrives tomorrow, take her to the guest room upstairs and lock her inside." Yang Xin'er thought this was a good idea. She didn't want the guests who came to celebrate her birthday to know that she had such an ugly daughter. As for the old man, it is the same to meet again after the birthday banquet is over. She believed that the old man definitely didn't want the guests to know that he had such an ugly granddaughter.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah!" Song Yanning nodded, put down the pastry in her hand, stood up and walked towards the room, "I'll go in and take out the painting." She also wanted to know what was in the painting, if she had a spirit now Just know.

After a while, Song Yanning walked out holding the box containing the paintings.

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

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang watched intently, looking forward and curious.

Song Yanning unfolded the entire painting, observed it carefully, took out a pair of scissors, and began to cut along the corners.

"Be careful, or will grandma come to cut it?" Li Meixiang looked at the scissors in Song Yanning's hands worriedly. If there were any treasures in them, they would be worthless if they were cut. I heard from my wife that this painting cost 100,000 yuan.

Song Yanning stuck out her tongue at Li Meixiang, "Don't worry, grandma, I know what I know."

Li Meixiang glanced at Song Yanning with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for you to surprise grandma."

"Guaranteed to be pleasantly surprised." Seeing that she had almost finished cutting, Song Yanning put down the scissors and carefully opened the place where she had cut, and saw that there was still a painting inside.

"What is it?" Li Meixiang and Yang Lisheng both looked expectant and a little excited.

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

After dismantling the entire painting, Song Yanning carefully took out the hidden painting. She doesn't care whether the painting will be damaged or not, mainly because the grandparents will feel distressed if they are demolished.

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

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

Song Yanning smiled at the two of them, "This painting is called "Xia Yun Yu Yu", and it was made by the Ming Dynasty painter Liu Jue. You can see that this painting has Shen Zhou's poem inscribed on it. The fall is powerful, the mountains and veins are accessible, and the lush trees point out the characteristics of the summer scene. The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, rendering the mood of sheltering from the rain. The painting method is wet brush, light ink, long hemp and thick ink moss dots. The brush strokes are delicate and dense, the ink is elegant and elegant, and it has a beautiful and serene style, so this painting is undoubtedly authentic. As for its value, I can't estimate its value, but it is definitely more than 100,000. "

Li Meixiang showed a happy smile, "Xiao Ning, how do you know this?" Xiao Ning didn't even go to elementary school, where did he learn this knowledge.

"Don't I usually like watching treasure appraisers? I saw another painting of Liu Yu's "Reading Intentions 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 opened their eyes in disbelief at the same time. Wouldn't this painting cost millions?

Taking a deep breath, Yang Lisheng calmed down and looked at Song Yanning, "Xiao Ning, didn't you buy a brush? How much is that brush worth?"

"This brush is worth one or two thousand at most." Song Yanning took out the brush from her small bag. 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 at all.