He also remembered that when he was in the hospital ten years ago, it was Yang Zimei who reminded him that the blood jade bracelet was the source of the disaster, but he didn't believe it, only those Taoist priests.
Could it be that she already had this genius at such a young age
It seems that the leak at the beginning was not accidental, otherwise, a five-year-old child would definitely not be able to pick up the leak. Even if he could pick up the leak, he should not know how to appraise things, let alone bargain with himself to 500,000 yuan.
Where the hell is this girl
"Tsinghua, you invited her here?" Min Yulin turned to ask his son.
"Grandpa, Zimei is my classmate." Min Gang said from the side, "I just met her, so I invited her over, and when I saw that my mother had something to do, I helped her."
"So it's Xiaogang's classmate." Min Yulin looked thoughtfully at Min Gang, then at Yang Zimei, and felt that the pair of boys and girls were truly a good match when they stood together.
Although this Yang Zimei is not as pretty as the girl from Murong's family, she is very charming.
If you use porcelain to describe it, Yang Zimei is like the rare blue and white porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty, which has a unique charm and personality, and precipitates an aura that makes people yearn for. Murong Yan is like a modern imitation porcelain. An evocative charm.
It's no wonder that my grandson, who has always had higher eyes than the lower ones, usually doesn't even glance at Murong Yan, but now he has a very special feeling for the little girl in front of him.
"By the way, classmate Xiaomei, do you still go to Brunei Street to pick up leaks recently?" Min Yulin has a persistent preference for antiques, "If you find bronzes from the Shang Dynasty, you have to take care of me, an old man first. .”
"Recently, I learned how to appraise antiques from Mr. Song Xuan. Everyone in the whole Brunei Street knows me, so it's not convenient to pick them up. However, if the Shang Dynasty bronzes are really found, I will definitely tell Grandpa Min. "Yang Zimei replied with a smile.
"oh?"
Min Yulin was slightly surprised, "Have you studied under Mr. Song?"
"En." Yang Zimei nodded.
"It's not bad, it's a rare genius to learn a lot at a young age." Min Yulin praised, and at the same time turned to look at Min Gang, "Xiao Gang, you should learn more from Xiaomei, and you can't just study it. book knowledge, become a nerd."
"Yes, Grandpa."
Seeing his grandfather's affirmation and appreciation for Yang Zimei, Min Gang was both happy and stressed.
The ability of Yang Zimei in front of him was far beyond his reach. He was really worried that he and her would drift apart, and even if he ran, he would not be able to keep up with her pace.
In my mind, I thought of the man who caught up with her that day and forcibly hugged her from the back seat of his bicycle.
That man has a very powerful aura, which is awe-inspiring.
And she was in his arms, one was tall, mighty and stern, and the other was petite, exquisite and soft, she looked so harmonious, so enviable.
All he can do now is to regard her as his goal and belief, quietly staring at her and chasing her footsteps, that's enough.
If Yang Zimei knew what he was thinking at this moment, she would probably cry.
In her last life, she had the same thoughts as him. She didn't ask for anything, but she could always stare at him not far away, hoping that he would look back at her once in a while.
But in this life, the roles of the two have been reversed. Life is really ironic.