Being so humiliated, Wen Qingxin couldn't bear it anymore. She slapped the table and said angrily: "You can't afford it!"
Wen Qingzhu pretended to be frightened and whispered: "But didn't sister Qingxin say that this is the second time she has eaten? I have eaten many times..."
"You just ate it when you said you would! Who knows if you are talking nonsense!" Wen Qingxin's hair suddenly exploded and he stood up angrily.
"Shut up!" The old lady finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted sternly.
There was silence in the room. Wen Qingzhu lowered his head in pretend fear, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Qingxin had never seen the old lady with such an expression before, and was stunned for a moment.
Wen Qingfang, who was standing next to him, looked around and decided to shut up silently.
After calming down her anger for a while, the old lady stared at Wen Qingzhu coldly: "But if you eat too much seabass, it will be embarrassing to say it. The rules I usually teach you have gone into the dog's belly!"
Wen Qingzhu had expected it. He stood up in a panic and bent down to apologize: "Yes, I'm sorry! Grandma, I didn't mean it. It was sister Qingxin who said she only ate it once..."
"How dare you talk back!" The old lady was completely angry and slapped the table with a bang.
Everyone in the room held their breath for a moment and looked at Wen Qingzhu in fear.
Wen Qingzhu immediately knelt down, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "My granddaughter is innocent, please punish her."
Seeing that she finally became docile, the anger in the old lady's heart slowly dissipated.
Seeing that the old lady looked better, Wen Qingfang considerately added a piece of meat cake to her: "Grandma, try this quickly. It won't taste good if it's cold."
The aroma of the meatloaf was strong and assailed her nose. The old lady shifted her attention and said happily: "You are still filial."
Zi Yan behind him immediately stepped forward to serve the old lady.
After eating for two quarters of an hour, the old lady finally calmed down.
Seeing Wen Qingzhu still kneeling motionless, the old lady said calmly: "Get up."
After kneeling for so long, Wen Qingzhu's knees were a little numb.
If she hadn't worn knee pads before coming here, she would definitely not be able to stand up.
Lu Tao was worried. Seeing that Wen Qingzhu was holding on the ground for a long time without standing up, he hurriedly bent down to help her: "Miss!"
"Let her get up by herself!" The old lady gouged out Lu Tao.
When Wen Qingzhu pushed Lu Tao's hand away, he pressed it inadvertently, signaling her not to worry.
Standing up slowly, Wen Qingzhu's legs were slightly bowed, looking very uncomfortable.
Seeing her like this, Wen Qingxin felt very happy.
The old lady continued to find fault: "You just knelt down for such a short time and you can't stand anymore?"
"Grandma, my granddaughter was poisoned a few days ago. The remaining poison has not been completely removed and she is a little weak." Wen Qingzhu explained breathlessly.
"Humph!" The old lady snorted coldly and said nothing more.
Seeing this, Song Yan stepped forward and helped Wen Qingzhu sit down.
Just when Wen Qingfang was about to speak, Wen Qingxin immediately said, "Grandma, you like Ruyi meatballs the most. Xin'er will serve you one."
As he said that, he picked up the spoon and scooped out a Ruyiwan for the old lady.
The old lady smiled and replied: "Xin'er is good, you can eat too, I have Zi Yan waiting for you."
When Wen Qingzhu saw this, he felt nauseated.
Looking at Wen Qingmai now, she will just be a pawn in the Wen family's marriage in the future.
Wen Qingzhu stopped looking at them and looked up at the pine nuts and corns.
Song Yan was smart and immediately brought her two spoonfuls.
She just picked up the spoon and before she started eating, the old lady started to pick at it again.
"What? You haven't learned the rules of keeping children in order?"
Wen Qingzhu put down his spoon and said expressionlessly: "My granddaughter will serve the food to my grandmother."
After taking a look at the dishes on the table, she picked out a few pieces of duck meat and handed them over.
The old lady looked at the duck meat, then at her, and said sarcastically: "Have you forgotten that I don't like duck meat?"
"I'm sorry, granddaughter, I'll change now." Wen Qingzhu lowered his head and didn't care.
If the old lady doesn’t like to eat the dishes brought to the table, who would dare to bring them!
It was just to make things difficult for her.
Seeing this, Wen Qingfang chose a new dish and handed it to the old lady: "Grandma, try this."
"Fang'er still takes me to heart." The old lady accepted happily.
Not to be outdone, Wen Qingxin also chose a dish and handed it to the old lady.
"Grandma, this is delicious too!"
"Xin'er is good too!" The old lady smiled broadly and turned a blind eye to Wen Qingzhu standing there.
It wasn't until she finished eating that the old lady looked at her and scolded her: "What are you doing? Is it because the food at Fu Shoutang doesn't suit your taste?"
Wen Qingzhu immediately sat down and replied, "It suits my taste."
When the old lady saw her sitting down, she stood up and ordered: "Zi Yan, order someone to clean it up."
Wen Qingzhu had no choice but to stand up.
Lu Tao stood behind her, his lungs about to explode!
But this is the Fushou Hall, and even my own lady doesn’t dare to mess around, let alone a little slave like her.
The maids came in to clear the table, and the old lady took them to the Nuan Pavilion.
It's early winter now, and the wind is freezing.
As soon as I entered the Nuan Pavilion, I felt the warm breeze blowing on my face, which made me feel very comfortable.
Wen Qingfang and Wen Qingxin, one on the left and the other on the right, helped the old lady to stop by the window.
In front of me are several pots of orchids in bud.
Wen Qingfang pointed to an orchid in bloom in the middle and said, "Grandma, my granddaughter got this gladiolus from her cousin. Does grandma like it?"
The old lady naturally liked it. Before she could speak, Wen Qingxin rushed to say, "Grandma, look at this orchid!"
Everyone looked up and saw a half-open orchid standing proudly independent.
The old lady was surprised: "The basin sent by Xin'er is actually Mo Lan?"
"Yes! Cousin Wan's family said last time that Molan was so rare that he was not willing to give it to Sixth Sister. Xin'er thought that since it is so rare, she must find it and give it to her grandmother!"
Wen Qingxin's face was extremely proud, and after speaking, she deliberately raised her eyebrows at Wen Qingfang.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mo Lan. This Mo Lan is indeed rare and cost you a lot of money." The old lady was very satisfied.
Wen Qingxin smiled and said, "As long as grandma is happy, it's worth spending no matter how much money you spend."
Wen Qingzhu, who was standing behind them, had a mocking look on his lips.
Wen Jihua followed Wen Guanbin's arrangements and followed the business route. He was in charge of the Wen family's property and had a lot of money in his hands.
Therefore, the fourth house is never short of money.
Wen Bogui, Wen's eldest son, served as an official, honored his ancestors, and had a transcendent status.
Wen Jihua didn't say it on the face, but in his heart he placed all his hopes on Wen Mingliang.
He eagerly hopes that Wen Mingliang's scientific examination will go smoothly and he will stand out.
"Don't Seventh Sister have anything for grandma?" Wen Qingxin suddenly spoke and asked Wen Qingzhu with a smile.
The old lady and Wen Qingfang turned back at the same time.
Wen Qingzhu was already prepared. He tilted his head and said, "Lv Tao, open the things and show them to grandma."
The old lady raised her eyebrows and waited to see.
Wen Qingxin was a little angry, who leaked the news!
Wen Qingzhu came prepared!
The old lady pressed the back of her hand to signal her to calm down.
Lu Tao stepped forward and opened the sandalwood brocade box, which contained a scroll of paintings.
Wen Qingzhu reached out and took it out and opened the scroll.
What is presented to everyone is a picture of orchids growing on a cliff.
There are also inscriptions and seals at the end of the orchid picture.
Wen Qingfang was surprised: "This painting of Qimei is Master Zhang Qian's cliff orchid painting?"
"Exactly." Wen Qingzhu smiled slightly and turned to look at the old lady, "Does grandma like it?"
This orchid picture has great charm and good meaning.
The old lady liked it in her heart.
But when she spoke, she questioned: "Isn't this another fake?"
Wen Qingzhu respectfully replied: "How dare my grandson to pass off something as good as something given to my grandmother? Although it is not the original work of Mr. Zhuang, this orchid picture is the original work of Master Zhang Qian."
The old lady's thoughts moved slightly.
Wen Qingxin, who was beside him, felt that she was lying and said dissatisfiedly: "The copybook last time was fake, how did the painting this time become real?"
The old lady then asked: "Although Master Zhang's paintings are not as good as Mr. Zhuang's calligraphy, they are still hard to find. How do you know this painting is authentic?"
Wen Qingzhu explained: "This painting was a dowry given to my mother by my grandpa's family. Grandpa said it was true."
"Tch! What your grandpa said is true is true! What proof do you have!" Wen Qingxin didn't believe it at all.
Wen Qingfang is proficient in calligraphy and painting, and just has a bit of an eye for it.
She hurriedly said: "Grandma, I know a little bit about calligraphy and painting. Why don't you let your granddaughter take a look?"
"Okay!" The old lady still gave Wen Qingfang face.
If it is an authentic work, maybe it can be given to His Highness the Fifth Prince as an apology.
Wen Qingzhu handed the painting to Wen Qingfang, and Wen Qingxin clenched her fists in anger.
After looking carefully, Wen Qingfang looked surprised and looked at it several times.
After reading it, she turned around and reported back to the old lady: "Grandma, my granddaughter has little knowledge, so it doesn't look like a fake."
The old lady was moved in her heart and asked Wen Qingzhu: "Is this true?"
Of course Wen Qingzhu knew it was true, but she replied cautiously: "Grandpa probably wouldn't lie to me."
The old lady couldn't make a decision, so she just said: "Let's leave it for now."
For the sake of this painting, the old lady stopped finding fault with her.
Everyone sat around the warm bed and drank scented tea.
The picture of the cliff orchid is placed on the side of the warm bed.
Wen Qingxin was restless, looking at the painting from time to time and feeling extremely dazzling.
Somehow, an idea came into her mind.
What if the painting is destroyed
The more she thought about it, the more she realized it was feasible, but it was just a painting.
After it was destroyed, she asked her father to find another one for her.
With this thought in mind, Wen Qingxin picked up the teacup and stood up.
The old lady was talking to Wen Qingfang and didn't notice her for a moment.
Wen Qingzhu noticed it, but lowered his head calmly.
Seeing that no one noticed her, Wen Qingxin walked to the scroll and deliberately let go of her hand.
With a clang, the teacup fell onto the half-open scroll.
"Xin'er!" The old lady was closest to the scroll and screamed in surprise.
Everyone looked at it, and Zi Yan hurried up to pick up the broken porcelain pieces.
Wen Qingxin looked scared and pretended to cry: "Yes, I'm sorry! Grandma! I, I was careless!"
The old lady didn't hear her at all.
Wen Qingxin gritted his teeth, pushed away the purple smoke, and deliberately reached out to grab the porcelain pieces.
"Xin'er, take care of it now!"
Zi Yan was startled and quickly grabbed her: "Miss Eleven! You can't do it! Be careful of hurting your hand!"
The old lady then looked at Wen Qingxin with a somewhat dissatisfied expression: "Why are you so careless!"
Wen Qingxin suddenly sobbed and admitted her mistake: "It's all my fault! I shouldn't have walked around!"
"This is Master Zhang's painting!" Wen Qingfang felt a little distressed.