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 and only believed in those Taoist priests.
Could it be that she already had this genius at such a young age?
It seems that the original leak-picking was not accidental. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for a five-year-old child to really pick up leaks. Even if he could pick up leaks, he should not know how to take things for appraisal, let alone bargain with himself for half a million.
Who is this little girl?
"Tsinghua University, you invited her here?" Min Yulin turned to his son and asked.
"Grandpa, Zi Mei is my classmate." Min Gang said from the side, "I happened to meet her, so I invited her over. When I saw my mother was in trouble, I helped my mother."
"So he's Xiaogang's classmate." Min Yulin looked at Min Gang thoughtfully, and then at Yang Zimei, feeling that the boy and girl looked really good together when they stood together.
Although this Yang Zimei is not as beautiful as the girl from the Murong family, she is very charming.
If we use porcelain to describe it, Yang Zimei is like the rare Yuan blue and white porcelain, which has a unique charm and personality, and precipitates a desirable temperament, while Murong Yan is like modern imitation porcelain. Although the patterns and colors are exquisite and good, it lacks
An evocative charm.
No wonder my grandson, who has always had a high opinion of himself and never even glanced at Murong Yan, now has very special emotions towards the little girl in front of him.
"By the way, classmate Xiaomei, have you gone 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 must first take care of me, an old man.
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"Recently, I have learned to identify antiques from Mr. Song Xuan. Everyone in Brunei Street knows me, so it is not easy to pick up missing items. However, if I really find Shang Dynasty bronzes, I will definitely inform Grandpa Min in advance.
Yang Zimei replied with a smile.
"oh?"
Min Yulin was slightly surprised, "Have you studied under Mr. Song?"
"Yeah." Yang Zimei nodded.
"Not bad, not bad. He is very knowledgeable at a young age. He is really a rare genius." Min Yulin praised, and at the same time turned to look at Min Gang, "Xiao Gang, you need to learn more from classmate Xiaomei. You can't just study.
Book knowledge becomes a nerd.”
"Yes, Grandpa."
Seeing his grandfather's affirmation and appreciation for Yang Zimei, Min Gang was both happy and doubly 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 that even if he ran, he would not be able to keep up with her pace.
The man who caught up with her that day and took her from the back seat of his bicycle came to mind again.
That man has a very strong aura that makes people awe him.
And she was in his arms, one was tall, mighty and cold, the other was petite, delicate and soft, they looked so harmonious and so jealous.
All he can do now is to regard her as his goal and belief, quietly watching her from the sidelines, and chasing her footsteps, and that is enough.
If Yang Zimei knew what he was thinking at this time, he would probably cry.
In her last life, she had the same thoughts as him. She didn't ask for anything, she just wanted to be able to stare at him not far away, hoping that he could look back at her occasionally.
But in this life, the roles and psychology of the two people have been reversed. Life is really ironic.