PDLP Chapter 198 When The Stick Gets Beaten, Qin Huairu Wants To Squeeze Su Chen's Wool
Chapter 198 When The Stick Gets Beaten, Qin Huairu Wants To Squeeze Su Chen's Wool
Xu Damao was a little surprised. In the past, even bringing a chicken back by himself would have made the second aunt envious for a long time.
Aunt Er didn't seem excited about why she brought so many things today.
He didn't realize until he stepped into the compound, he didn't expect the clown to be himself.
Originally, I planned to pretend to be a beep, but I didn't realize it, but it became a joke.
Xu Damao was a little embarrassed, and hurried back with his things.
Besides, the third aunt, went to Qin Huairu's house to ask for Spring Festival couplets. Qin Huairu didn't know that the Spring Festival couplets were worth so much money, so she told the third aunt directly that she thought the rest of the Spring Festival couplets were useless.
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The third aunt just saw the stick running out, and she knew that Qin Huairu didn't understand the truth as soon as she guessed it.
Aunt San didn't plan to tell Qin Huairu, she was going to ask Uncle San what to do first.
The third uncle was looking forward to it, and waited for a long time before seeing the third aunt came back.
"What about the Spring Festival couplets?"
"Qin Huairu said she was taken away by the stick!"
"No, I just remembered, BangGong was here just now, he must know that the Spring Festival couplets are valuable, and he took them out to sell.
"This can't be done, the Spring Festival couplets were given to everyone by Su Chen, and we should have a copy of them too!"
The third uncle was right when he heard it, and hurriedly said: "Let's go and talk to Qin Huairu."
"I said Qin Huairu, the Spring Festival couplets don't belong to your family, they are given to everyone by Su Chen, how can you sell the sticks?"
The third uncle was the first to accuse Qin Huairu of doing something wrong.
"You are not kind in this matter. If you sell the money back, you have to give me our family's share!"
Before Qin Huairu said anything, Jia Zhang's family became angry at that time.
"Yan Bugui, this was given to us by the uncle. He didn't say that you have a share. It's not that we stole it. Why do you want to share it with you? You old man, just want to bully Are we orphans and widows?"
Jia Zhang's spiel, although the third uncle cares about every detail and doesn't want to suffer, but he is a scholar after all, and when it comes to scolding, that's not Jia Zhang's personality.
Seeing this, the third uncle hurriedly turned back to the first uncle and said, "One uncle, you see what you did, since Su Chen was given to everyone, "how could you give it all to Qin Huai?"
Uncle Yi said helplessly: "Hasn't your house already posted it? I think everyone has it, and there are only a few copies left. Besides, I didn't know that this thing was valuable at the time, otherwise why didn't I sell it myself?" 々」?”
The third uncle also knew that he couldn't blame the first uncle for this.
But I still don't like it when I think of the loss of a hundred yuan.
He rolled his eyes and said to Uncle Yi: "Old Yi, you also know that this is not a small amount of money. I guess the neighbors in the compound will come to you after hearing about it. You should find a way to deal with it. Otherwise, it will be unfair!"
Qin Huairu finally heard something tricky from it, and she asked in surprise: "Master Yi, how much is a couple of couplets at most, right? Why is Master Ju so fussy?"
"How many cents? Is that a few hundred?" The third uncle said angrily.
Afterwards, the third uncle talked about what happened at the door just now.
When Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang heard this, they couldn't help being dumbfounded.
"Huairu, why don't you hurry over there, with so much money, don't let a child be stolen!"
Jia Zhang is quite smart, and hurriedly urged Qin Huairu to find Banggen.
When Qin Huairu heard it, she agreed, and hurried to the market.
Jia Zhang nagged behind: "God has eyes, my pension is finally going to come back part of it!"
Seeing this, Uncle Yi said, "Old Yan, if you don't care about the money, just think about it, Huairu's house was burned down just now! Don't tell anyone else, otherwise there will be trouble, and this Spring Festival will not be able to pass. "
"Old Yi, I know you are not short of money, but I..."
The third uncle was still not happy, the first uncle interrupted him and said: "Old Yan, you are also the third uncle of the compound after all, you have to think about the compound! Qin Huairu's family is already like this, if you have this money, you can also let him Take a breather.
Pigeon City.
Mr. Cao saw the Spring Festival couplets at the gate of Su Chen's courtyard just now, and he couldn't calm down, so he went to the Pigeon Market to relax and see if he could find any good calligraphy.
After turning around a few times, he didn't find anything that could catch his eye.
At this moment, he saw a cloth bag in Baojihua, looking around.
They are all in the same alley, and Mr. Cao asked casually, "Bang, why did you come here?"
Bang Geng knew that Mr. Cao was a big shot, so he quickly replied, "I want to sell some Spring Festival couplets!"
Mr. Cao's heart moved, and he asked: "The Spring Festival couplets you sell are not the same as the Spring Festival couplets at the gate of your courtyard, are they written by the same person?"
Stick nodded again and again: "It's one person, and it's all written by Su Chen!"
Bang Geng reacted to what Mr. Cao said just now.
When Mr. Cao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Where do you put the Spring Festival couplets?"
Stick patted the canvas bag he was holding tightly.
Grandpa Cao was shocked when he saw it, and slapped Bang Gon on the head, "You brat, how can the Spring Festival couplets be put in the bag?"
"Hey, Mr. Cao, how can you hit someone?"
Just at this moment, Qin Huairu rushed over excitedly, and was dissatisfied when he saw this.
Mr. Cao was not embarrassed, but he still said angrily: "Qin Huairu, have you come to see what your son is doing?"
Qin Huairu was taken aback when he heard that, thinking that Banggen had made some mistake again, so he hurried over and asked, "Banggen, what's going on?"
BangGou didn't know what was going on, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't do anything!"
"You didn't do anything?" Mr. Cao laughed angrily.
"Qin Huairu, you see that Banggen stuffed the Spring Festival couplets in a cloth bag and still hugged him tightly, do you think you should beat him?"
Although Qin Huairu didn't know calligraphy and painting, she was an adult after all, so she realized it immediately and asked: ".w You mean that he broke the Spring Festival couplets?"
"That's right, it was originally a priceless treasure, but what's the use of being made like this by him!" Mr. Cao said dejectedly.
Qin Huairu was also in a hurry, "Master Cao, do you mean it won't be worth much if you discount it like this?"
"That's right! The meaning of calligraphy lies between the strokes. If you fold it like this, it's useless!"
"Mr. Cao, I heard from the third uncle that Tao thinks that a pair of Su Chen's Spring Festival couplets can sell for a hundred yuan?"
"It's more than a hundred yuan, that's a priceless treasure!"
When Qin Huairu heard this, he slapped Bang Geng on the head.
"Mom, why are you hitting me?" BangJiao said dissatisfiedly.
"You brat, who will you beat if you don't beat me? Didn't you hear what Mr. Cao said, you ruined five or six hundred yuan just like that. Watch me beat you to death!"
Qin Huairu was angry and impatient, looking for a stick on the ground to beat him.
When the stick stem saw it, he ran away.
"All right, all right, what's the use of beating him, it's better to see if I can ask Su Chen to write you another picture. If you can get it, I'll give you two hundred yuan. But you can't say yes I want (Hello Wang Wang), otherwise he will definitely not write to you."
Mr. Cao exhorted.
"You don't understand, all calligraphers are very self-respecting for their calligraphy, and never dare to lose it easily.
Mr. Cao was talking about the practice in the calligraphy and painting industry. After ordinary people make calligraphy and paintings, if they are not satisfied, they will usually burn them directly and will never let these works be passed on.
Because if it spreads out, the value of the work will be greatly reduced.
At this time, Mr. Cao already regarded Su Chen as a hermit, and thought that Su Chen would definitely have the same idea.
Qin Huairu nodded again and again, and said, "Old Man Cao, if I'm going to arrive, where can I find you?"
"Go to my house!" Mr. Cao said excitedly, he was very happy when he thought of spending two hundred yuan to get a pair of rare treasures.
When Qin Huairu heard the words, she didn't care about sticks anymore, and ran back directly.
While running, I was thinking about how to ask Su Chen for Spring Festival couplets.
Given the relationship between the two, Su Chen may not necessarily give it to him if he asks for it directly.
Soon, Qin Huairu thought of an idea. .