As soon as He Changzai entered Lin Shuyi's house, he was shocked at that time, there were Bentley, Maybach, Ferrari, BMW and other sports cars parked in the yard, as well as swimming pools and fountains.

The whole small building is luxuriously and elegantly decorated, and it is a proper wealthy family.

Lin Shujiao glanced at He Changzai beside him, and advised: "Wait until you enter the house, don't be nervous, just treat it as if you were planting in the field, just a common thing!"

He Changzai sighed and said, "Eh, what am I nervous about, it's not the first time that a big girl is on a sedan chair!"

Lin Shuji stared at He Changzai, as if guessing what was happening, but she didn't say it.

When the two walked into the room, Lin Shuji's aunt and aunt saw that they were very close to Lin Shuji, walking together, dressed in a stall, and dressed in shabby clothes.

They were all shocked, as if they couldn't believe that the scene in front of them was real.

has always been higher than Dinglin Shuji, and can look at a poor boy from the countryside.

How do you look at this matter, how do you feel ridiculous!

When Wang Jingya thought of her daughter, the president of a dignified cosmetics company, contemptuous and despised herself, and being with a poor boy, she felt angry, looked mean, and said:

"Shuji, I asked you to come over on a blind date, why did you bring your cousin from the countryside over, really, there are still leftovers in the kitchen, let him eat some back!"

Lin Shujiao pursed her lips, showed displeasure on her face, and said, "Mom, how can you say that, the one next to me is my boyfriend!"

Wang Jingya angrily threw a teacup on the table on the ground, broke it to pieces, and said coldly:

"It's nonsense, I know you're dedicated to your career and don't want to get married, but you take the poor boy home, isn't that sincerely angry with me?"

Lin Shuji saw that her mother was angry and a little anxious, and explained:

"Chang Zai is not a poor boy, he grows sky-high price winter grass, the second largest shareholder of our company!"

Wang Jingya's body trembled, and mocked: "It turned out to be a farmer facing the loess and facing the sky, and he is also the second largest shareholder of the company, it's ridiculous, you think you can grow gold bumps in the ground!"

Lin Shuji's seven aunts and eight aunts echoed one after another, making ridiculous remarks,

"Farmer, how many people are still farming, and a farmer who picks up dung dares to run to the Lin family, I really don't know who gave you the courage!"

"It's no longer the era of farmers, but the era of e-commerce giants like Guo Shao's father, only people who have no ability and no vision will go to the countryside to farm!"

......

When He Changzai heard that the people sitting there were not used to looking at the peasants, his brows furrowed slightly, he glanced at everyone, and said angrily:

"May I ask what you eat all day long, aren't they all the things that our farmers grow under the sun and work hard, don't you forget your roots!"

Wang Jingya crossed her hands on her hips, looked like a shrew, picked up the painting on the table from the table, Guo Feng gave it, and said.

"Boy, don't be reckless, do you know what this is, the picture of a lady painted by Qiu Ying, a calligrapher and painter in the Ming Dynasty, is worth tens of millions, this calligraphy and painting is the quintessence of the country, I don't understand you as a poor boy from a ravine!"

He Chang was looking at Wang Jingya, asked Lin Shuji to hand him the painting, his face was calm, and he said, "Unfortunately, I also have a painting to give to my uncle!"

Wang Jingya looked at the painting in He Chang's hand, and said with a look of disdain: "You kid is still called uncle, and you don't pee to take pictures of your own virtues...... I want to be related to our Lin family!"

Lin Shuji's seven aunts and eight aunts echoed and ridiculed:

"I look at the painting in the hand of this poor boy, nine times out of ten it was bought from a stall, I really dare to take it, and I don't think it's too shabby!"

"That's right, wipe your ass with the painting in your hand, I'm panicked!"

"My son's picture of chickens eating rice is probably better than this picture!"

"You kid took out a painting, compared with Qiu Ying's lady picture, isn't that playing with a big knife in front of Second Master Guan and selling books in front of Lu Ban, and humiliating himself!"

"The morning fungus does not know the obscurity, and the cockroach does not know the spring and autumn...... Uncle, how about you take a look at this picture!"

He Changzai took the painting in his hand, walked to Lin Zhenxing's side, and handed it to him.

"Look at it, garbage like this should be thrown in the trash!"

Wang Jingya stepped forward to grab the painting, wanting to throw it away, and in front of her future son-in-law, she made clear her position as a future mother-in-law.

"Since it's a flower sent by Shuji's boyfriend, then I must see it, Jingya, you don't understand art, don't make a mess!"

Lin Zhenxing pushed Wang Jingya aside and slowly spread out the picture scroll.

Suddenly, a tall, black-haired, handsome man, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, stepping on a five-clawed five-god dragon, his eyes staring at the world, and a powerful man.

When he saw him, he staggered and took a few steps back one after another.

Seeing Lin Zhenxing's attitude, everyone present changed their faces slightly, and subconsciously leaned in front of the painting to see.

They were all shocked by the momentum emanating from the characters in the painting, and their eyes were wide open, and they stood on the spot.

I feel that the front of me is not just a painting, but a living immortal.

He Changzai stepped forward, put away the painting, patted Lin Zhenxing's shoulder, and said to him when he came back to his senses:

"Uncle, this painting has entered your old eyes!"

Lin Zhenxing was so frightened that his body trembled, and he hurriedly handed the painting to He Changzai, his lips trembled and said: "Young man, the Humble House Temple is small, and you can't worship this kind of psychic painting!"

He Changzai took the painting, walked up to Wang Jingya, and asked, "Is this painting the garbage you are talking about?"

"No, I was wrong, I shouldn't have offended the gods!"

Wang Jingya looked at the painting in He Chang's hand, and was so frightened that she shook her head like a rattle, and her heart palpitated, afraid of being punished by God, so she gave herself two big mouths with her backhand.

He Chang was holding the painting, glanced at Lin Shujiao's seven aunts and eight aunts, and said again: "Do you still think this painting is still rubbish!"

All of a sudden, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees and kept bowing.

The few people who spoke wildly just now were afraid that they would be unreligious, offend the gods, kowtow like pounding garlic, and even have blood!

He Chang glanced at the side and also stepped forward to look at the painting, and Guo Feng, the rich second generation who was stunned, smiled indifferently.

beckoned Lin Shuji and him out of the courtyard gate, and said, "You are still satisfied with my performance just now!"

Lin Shuji looked at He Changzai and glanced at him, with a hint of anger on her face: "It's okay, but you scared my mother!"

"It's good if the effect is achieved, don't send it, I'm leaving!"

He Changzai said a word, paced to the gate of the courtyard, and drove away.

Inside the room, after being stunned for a moment, Guo Feng woke up from the shock brought to him by the painting.

was a little remorseful, slapped his cheek with his backhand, and muttered to himself:

"I'm so stupid, I can't even see through this trick to fool people, this poor country boy, dare to tease me, it's really hateful, I won't let him go!"