Su Kui turned a blind eye, got out of the car escorted by Li Yao all the way, walked through the crowd, and went to the study to congratulate the old man on his birthday with calligraphy and paintings.

There were many national veteran-level cadres in the old man's study, Su Kui knocked on the door and came in, and when he saw these people, he was only slightly stunned. Then he saluted one by one, walked slowly to the old man's desk, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, Xue'er wishes you happiness like the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan, this is a gift prepared by Xue'er for you, see if you like it or not!" ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction, not arrogant, not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant, and really worthy of being Lao Jiang's granddaughter.

Even though there was a period of absurd rebellion, when it was washed away by the wind and rain, it gradually revealed a different light.

Not only the old man, but also other people, with a smile of appreciation in their eyes.

It's rare to be able to be calm in front of a group of powerful patriarchs like them! And it is such a female girl who looks fine skin and tender meat, soft and glutinous, which is even more amazing.

Even the boys of other families came over, and in front of them, they didn't dare to breathe.

However, Su Kui is different, she has experienced an unknown number of lives, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. If you really think about it, her actual mental age is already many times that of theirs.

Now the result is already the effect that she has hidden most of it.

The pear vortex on the cheeks smiled lightly, wearing a modified light blue cheongsam, which was dignified, elegant and playful on the body. The old man took the wooden box she handed in and opened it, and there was a smell of ink, with the smell of aging. The paper was already yellowed, and the old man's eyes lit up, and he stood up and carefully pulled the scroll away.

Immediately delighted: "This、This is the true work of Wu Yizhi?!" ”

When the people heard this, they hurriedly gathered around.

Wu Yizhi is a famous calligraphy master in the Song Dynasty, there are very few hand-me-downs, and a few of them are hidden in the hands of collectors, and they will never be sold. Su Kui was able to buy this authentic handiwork, and it happened that the old professor's daughter was going to study abroad, so he reluctantly sold it in order to support his daughter.

"Tut-tut, really!"

"Good stuff, good stuff! Lao Li, you are really blessed! ”

is old, and he has given birth to such an outstanding old man, shining brightly. Although there is no granddaughter, there is a former granddaughter-in-law who is not a relative, but far better than a relative.

Such a pleasing doll will make the elderly happy, which is really rare!

Calligraphy and painting are indeed not worth much, the most important thing is the sincerity in it, and the favoritism. It is really jealous to know exactly what the old man likes, and to take the trouble to find it and coax the old man to please!

Such a granddaughter, they also want one!

Su Kui was squeezed out of the crowd, but he was not angry, smiled faintly, and quietly retreated.

Let this group of old cadres who like to study antiques slowly study and discuss! Someone must have been here at this point, right?

Su Kui went downstairs and went out of the living room, and the huge courtyard outside the house was arranged into a grand banquet table, and there was a wine table and pastry table next to it. A combination of Chinese and Western, but a bizarre fusion.

It's also the ability of the arranger.

"Xue'er, the old man is still on it?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him, Su Kui turned around, and saw Li Yao walking towards her with a glass of wine.

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