As soon as Cheng Yu opened his mouth, everyone's attention was drawn to him.
Because, not only Luo Juan needs a reasonable explanation.
Liu Chunlai and the three others have been waiting for a long time. Even if Luo Juan doesn't ask, they will not let her go easily.
Qin Feng'er and Song Tianjiao simply had the attitude of watching the excitement, looking at Cheng Yu with smiles on their faces, with a hint of fascination on their faces.
Men are not bad and women are not loving, it is perfectly explained on the faces of these two beauties.
Hu Qiuying was even looking forward to Cheng Yu's version, whether it was the same as what An Ruyu said.
The calmest one is An Ruyu. He has always been a well-behaved person in front of his elders.
Cheng Yu tells a chivalrous story about someone who drew his sword to help when there was an injustice on the road.
What he said was that he and his senior sister were walking on the road when they heard the sound of a fight. Five big men with knives were chasing an unarmed man.
Although the person being hunted is very skilled, after all, it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, and a vicious tiger is also afraid of a pack of wolves.
When they arrived, the man was covered in blood and seriously injured.
The most fatal thing is that the tendons of his hands and hamstrings were severed.
Nowhere to escape...
At the critical moment, Cheng Yu appeared, fought off the bad guys, rescued the injured, and even healed all the injuries on his body.
Cheng Yu spoke very lively, talking and gesticulating, touching on the tense points.
It also adjusts language, expression, and volume to match.
Song Tianjiao and Qin Feng'er covered their mouths and did not dare to laugh out loud, their infatuated eyes became more intense. If anyone paid attention, they would definitely suspect that they were nymphomaniacs.
Everyone else listened with great interest, as if they were immersed in the scene.
Where there is tension, there is tension along with it.
It’s so enjoyable that you’re even hooked. What this passage tells is no worse than those of storytelling masters!
The most important thing is that the person involved, An Ruyu, was also fascinated by it, as if he was listening to someone else's story.
This is not surprising, only Qin Feng'er and Song Tianjiao can see it clearly, because from beginning to end, the name An does not appear in Cheng Yu's story.
"After I rescue this man, guess what?" Cheng Yu pretended to be a fool, picked up the tea he poured for his mother, and took a big sip.
"Stop being so secretive and just tell me!"
Luo Juan snatched the water cup back into her hand. This stinky son, with so many people watching, didn't pay attention to hygiene at all.
Cheng Yu wiped his mouth and said, "This man opened his mouth and called me ancestor. I couldn't understand it. Then, he took out a family heirloom from his arms!"
Having said this, Cheng Yu turned to Hu Qiuying and said, "Show the treasure to everyone!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Hu Qiuying indeed had an extra treasure in her hand.
That porcelain cup.
"Look, who do the two people above look like? He decided that senior sister and I are the people above."
Everyone's faces showed expressions of realization, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that they were repaying their kindness and decided that Cheng Yu and Song Tianjiao were gods.
"If you don't believe me, ask my senior sister!"
Cheng Yu stopped when he saw the situation was good and promptly shifted the focus to Song Tianjiao.
"Yeah!" Song Tianjiao didn't say anything, but just hummed in agreement.
"Show me!" Luo Juan said cautiously
Taking the porcelain cup, he nodded frequently at the glaze color, "Like, like!"
He gently stroked the surface of the cup with his palms, and the expression on his face gradually became serious, "Tianjiao, this porcelain cup is probably very valuable. It is more exquisite than the ones you gave to your mother..."
Luo Juan's casual comparison sounded quite surprising to Hu Qiuying.
"Mom, look what you said, this is a family heirloom. How can the one I gave you compare to this one?"
Song Tianjiao interrupted Luo Juan in time.
She was also worried that her godmother would find out if she talked too much.
If the godmother continues to pester and ask, I don't know how anxious Cheng Yu will be.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance at Cheng Yu.
There was actually a trace of concern in his eyes.
"Lao Lao Zu Nai, Lao Lao Zu Nai, do you have a lot of this kind of porcelain?"
Even though the title was difficult to pronounce, Hu Qiuying was still called very affectionately, and she was not used to it at all.
Luo Juan was startled, but she still smiled, "Yes, yes, I guess this girl has quite a few. She gave me more than a dozen of them. This thing is too expensive! You have to keep it!"
Luo Juan carefully returned the porcelain cup to Hu Qiuying. She was still not used to this kind of address.
I'm only in my thirties, so if I keep being called like that, I'll definitely grow old quickly.
"Sister, please call me sister from now on. I don't mind having a long life, and I want to live for a few more years." Luo Juan directly expressed her thoughts.
"Okay, sister!" Hu Qiuying hesitated for a moment, then changed her words as Luo Juan asked.
As a woman, how could she not understand this truth?
Not to mention calling me grandma, even if someone calls me aunt, I will be shocked and unhappy.
At this time, Liu Chunlai and others were already petrified on the spot, their eyes as wide as copper bells.
Are the two people on that cup really Cheng Yu and Song Tianjiao?
No, no, Cheng Yu said just now that he and Song Tianjiao are just similar, but the resemblance is too special.
Anyway, like, this one word can explain everything.
If it were changed to yes, the explanation would not make sense.
First of all, the black dragon cannot be explained. The dragon and the phoenix are just totems and no one has ever seen them.
Also, moving one's personal image onto a porcelain cup requires special customization, which is impossible in the first place. What's more, it is still an antique...
Thinking of this, Liu Chunlai was the first to feel relieved, "Cheng Yu, I really didn't expect that there were people who looked like you and senior sister in ancient times. I have to say that this is also the fate between you and Brother An."
Cheng Yu repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, it's fate."
"Fate? What is fate?"
An Ruyu finally interjected. Just now, the story of the ancestor Cheng Yu was very exciting, and he was very fascinated by it.
After all, the relationship between myself and my ancestor has become fate.
Liu Si rushed to answer him. "It's just monkey shit."
coax---
People burst out laughing all of a sudden.
In the eyes of Song Tianjiao and Qin Feng'er, a storm was resolved smoothly by Cheng Yu.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, Taibao!" Qin Feng'er also spoke, attracting everyone over.
"Liu Si is teasing you on purpose. Speaking of this fate, I also have a story..."
Then, everyone listened to Qin Feng'er narrate a love story.
A long time ago, there was a girl named Qianli Panpan.
Once while playing under a tree, I accidentally lost the gold hairpin.
The golden hairpin is an ancestral item and is extremely precious.
Panpan's parents posted a message about finding the found object, "Anyone who picks up and returns the golden hairpin will be greatly thanked by the Qianli family!"
One day, Dugu, a scholar from the south, came to Beijing to take the exam in search of points. He happened to pass by and returned the gold hairpin.
He also informed Qianlijia that the white ape around him got this thing accidentally from a tree.
When the two elders of the Qianli family met Dugu, they asked for points and showed off their talents, and they were polite and courteous.
I want to recruit him as my son-in-law and create a wonderful relationship.
Dugu Qiufen readily agreed.
Unexpectedly, on the wedding night, Bai Yuan accidentally bumped into the newlywed Gao Zhu.
Seeking points, he was so angry that he killed Bai Yuan on a whim, without caring about Bai Yuan's companionship for many years.
Although this incident was minor, it exposed the shortcomings of Dugu Qiufen's character.
Miss Panpan saw through this, resolutely terminated the marriage, and angrily spoke out her truth.
"The white monkey was originally a matchmaker, but you killed it without any sympathy. There is a saying that there are apes who have come thousands of miles to meet each other, and there are no apes who don't know each other across the street. I have no ape relationship with you, so I can't marry you!"
In the end, Dugu Qiufen went to take the exam alone, but he got a tragic ending with no points or points.
"Oh my God, this guy is so miserable. He studied hard for a long time and finally got a bad score on the exam!" Wang San lost no time in interjecting a sentence to give him a sense of presence.
Everyone listened with rapt attention, and several pairs of eyes stared at him.
Wang San shrank his neck in fright.
Qin Feng continued, "Later, the word "fate" was introduced into Buddhism. Fate is like the wind, it comes and goes, it also comes and goes, it also comes and goes,..."
Qin Feng'er spoke passionately, and her words were quite fairy-like.
Hu Qiuying looked fascinated and thought to herself, this little girl is so beautiful, she looks like a fairy descending to earth, and she is also a good person. No wonder Grandma has been with her all the time.
After Qin Feng'er finished speaking, everyone fell into silence.
Hu Qiuying remembered her doubts just now and continued to ask, "Grandma, do you really have a lot of this kind of porcelain on your hands?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed ---, and everyone's eyes lit up.
Song Tianjiao had a pile of porcelain bowls in her hands, each one shimmering with spiritual energy and emitting decent aura fluctuations.
Under everyone's gaze, Song Tianjiao placed the porcelain bowls on the table one by one.
"Fate is fate, and whoever sees it has a share. When spring comes, each of you will have one. You can use this to eat in the future. It's very useful!"
This time it was Hu Qiuying's turn to be surprised. It could be seen that these were no worse than Hu Yushan's batch.
The most important thing is that from the smell, you can feel that these two batches of antiques seem to be somewhat related.
Her intuition told her that she seemed to be getting close to the source of the antiques belonging to her second uncle Hu Yushan.
"Grandma, have you ever sold these antiques?" Hu Qiuying searched for her own thoughts and couldn't help but ask the questions in her heart.
"Sell it?" Song Tianjiao reacted in surprise, then shook his head, "No, why sell it? I'm not short of money."
It seems that I have overthought it. Even if there is one such treasure, it is still a heirloom for ordinary people.
Or maybe the ancestor and grandma didn't know the value of this thing.
Thinking of this, Hu Qiuying felt it was necessary to remind her to avoid unnecessary losses, "Grandpa, Grandpa, do you know how much this one is worth?"