Yang Zijun opened the newspaper, took out the calligraphy and painting inside, and unfolded: "Dad, this antique calligraphy and painting is a gift from a friend of mine, and it is also the only thing that my family can handle, I will give it to you now as a birthday gift." ”

Cui Jindong looked at the painting and immediately sneered: "I said that the surname is Yang, a person is not ashamed of being poor, but it is shameful to deceive people with fake things."

This painting of yours is obviously a stall, I can buy a hundred copies for ten yuan, and you fool your uncle with it, it's really hateful. ”

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, so they weren't sure if this painting was real or fake, so they both stared at Cui Jindong and asked, "Is this painting fake?"

didn't wait for Cui Jindong to answer, Fang immediately rushed to say: "Mom and Dad, why do you two still ask that? Jindong said so, then this painting must be fake."

You don't look at Yang Zijun's virtue, the family is so poor, if it weren't for our family as a son-in-law, our family would have paid for him, and his sister would have died a long time ago.

If their family really had such a treasure, they would have taken it out and sold it for money, and they could still keep it to this day. ”

Yang Zijun was angry about the Fang family's slander of himself, although he didn't know the specific value of this calligraphy and painting, but Lin Jingyi guaranteed that it was impossible for her to give Yang Zijun a fake antique as a gift.

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua both felt that what Fang Fang said made sense, and the two of them glanced at Yang Zijun with disgust, and said angrily: "If it weren't for Xiao Cui, I was almost deceived by your kid, why don't you learn how to eat soft rice all day long?

"Mom and Dad, don't ......" Fang Fei felt that it was too much for her parents to humiliate Yang Zijun in front of so many people.

"Fang Fei, don't speak. Cao Jinhua stopped Fang Fei from continuing.

Yang Zijun put the picture scroll up, put it on the wine table, and said expressionlessly: "I'm still your junior, you can say whatever you want, but please don't insult my sister and friends."

Although I don't know calligraphy and painting, I believe in my friend, this painting is absolutely genuine, as for whether you believe it or not, it doesn't matter. ”

Yang Zijun glanced back at the bronze ancient bell: "The real fake is in front of you, but you are a treasure, but you take the real thing as garbage, this world really looks at money." ”

Although Yang Zijun didn't say it explicitly, the meaning was very clear, he meant that the ancient clock that Cui Jindong brought was a fake.

"The surname is Yang, you kid don't talk nonsense, you are a waste of bullshit and don't understand, and you are still pretending to be an expert here, this bronze ancient bell of my family, how can a poor ghost like you know the goods." Cui Jindong said angrily.

Cao Jinhua was afraid that Cui Jindong, the future Jackie Chan's fast son-in-law, would be run away by Yang Zijun, so while calming Cui Jindong's emotions, she yelled at Yang Zijun viciously: "Yang Zijun, shut your dog's mouth!"

Hurry up and apologize to Cui Dashao, otherwise I won't be able to spare you. ”

"Yang Zijun, apologize, I don't allow you to insult my VIP at my birthday party. Fang Xiaozhong also roared angrily.

Fang Ke glared at Yang Zijun angrily, and seemed to feel that he was not relieved just by apologizing: "No, this kid surnamed Yang dares to question Jindong, this is a great shame, just apologizing is not enough, you must kneel down and kowtow to ask Jindong's forgiveness." ”

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua immediately chimed in: "Yes, Yang Zijun, you kneel down and apologize." ”

There was an uproar among the guests in the auditorium.

Anger, heartache, sadness, all kinds of emotions stirred back and forth in Yang Zijun's heart, he turned his head and looked at Fang Fei silently, hoping to get a little support from her.

"Yang Zijun, just admit your mistake, I will intercede for you, and I will never let you kneel. Fang Fei said.

Yang Zijun's heart was cold for a while, and the Fang family no longer had anything worthy of his nostalgia.

"Kneel, kowtow, apologize, don't dream! Lao Tzu kneels to the sky, kneels to the ground, and kneels to his parents in the middle, just don't kneel bastard. ”

Yang Zijun's eyes widened and he said with an imposing voice.

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua didn't expect Yang Zijun to be so bold and dare to disobey themselves in front of so many people, and the two of them scolded: "Yang Zijun, you big and small waste, hurry up, don't let us see you again." ”

Fang Kedu was mad, she originally wanted to show off in front of all the guests, but she was all messed up by Yang Zijun.

She grabbed the calligraphy and painting on the wine table like a madman, then tore it into several pieces and threw it at Yang Zijun: "Yang Zijun, you get out of here, I don't want to see you again, if you enter the door of my house again, I will break your dog's leg." ”

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Fang Fei hurriedly stretched out his hand and dragged Yang Zijun: "Hurry up." ”

Yang Zijun didn't move.

A fragment of the shredded painting happened to land on the table next to it.

There was an art connoisseur sitting at this table, who casually picked up the fragment of the painting, looked at it, and was immediately stunned, unable to say anything in shock: "Oh my God, this is Cai Narrow's real work." ”

The connoisseur immediately left the table and crawled around on the floor, looking for other fragments of the painting.

This sudden episode immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Fang Xiaozhong, as the master, immediately walked over, bent down, and asked respectfully, "Master, what are you doing here?"

The connoisseur ignored him, and said excitedly: "I don't have time to explain to you now, everyone hurry up and help me find the fragment of the painting, and find all the fragments and I will explain to you." ”

In a few moments, all the fragments were found, put together, and the great connoisseur looked at them carefully, and immediately beat his chest and stamped his feet with regret:

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

The Fang family and all the guests didn't know what was going on.

Cao Jinhua asked tentatively, "Master, what's going on, why are you almost crying?"

The connoisseur's eyes were red and he sighed: "It's really a tyrannical thing."

Do you know the value of this painting?"

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua shook their heads blankly.

The connoisseur sighed again: "This is the pinnacle of the ancient painting and calligraphy master Cai Narrow's masterpiece "Walking on the East Mountain", this painting has been circulated in the world for nearly a thousand years, its artistic attainments and antique value are incomparable, it is impossible to measure it with money. ”

Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua were immediately dumbfounded, it turned out that this baby was so valuable.

The intestines of the two of them regretted that they were blue, and Cao Jinhua immediately complained: "Daughter, why did you say you tore it, such a precious thing, it's good this time, it's really become garbage." ”

Fang Keyi shook his hand: "How did I know that this thing is so valuable, besides, you also said that this thing is rubbish just now." ”

One sentence was so good that Fang Xiaozhong and Cao Jinhua couldn't say a word.