"Lun'er's friend, although Lun'er is stubborn, the friends she has made are still quite high-quality. ”

The old man glanced at Qin Huai twice, and Zhao Lun's father and uncles beside him also looked over...... Show appreciation.

The focus of the audience fell on Qin Huai.

'It's embarrassing. ’

Qin Huai sat back in his place, pretending to be casual and took a sip of tea.

The episode just now really made the old man and a group of descendants very difficult.

Just look at Zhao Lun's helpless expression.

This is the old man's 70th birthday, and there are guests watching, not a place of intrigue!

Some of the sidelines don't know how to take into account the occasion at all, and in order to make a trip, they play some unwarranted word games.

What if the punishment suppressed the Zhao family in Jiangnan?

In fact, it was the family that was embarrassed in the end.

- To put it mildly, it is the Zhao family's rules that are not strict and there is no way to teach, and to put it mildly, it is the descendants of the Zhao family who have different intentions one by one, and the Zhao family is going downhill.

In any case, it's a joke for outsiders to see.

As Zhao Lun's friend, Qin Huai can resolve the situation with a single effort, so why not?

Everything comes naturally, with the trend.

Are you going to play with words?

Okay, I'll play too.

You have nothing to say, and you are convinced.

This is also a kind of realm:

Some people fish for law enforcement to forcibly pull ridicule and pursue pleasure by slapping their faces;

Some people hit their faces when they see them, and in this way they pursue attention;

Qin Huai's starting point is to solve other people's dilemmas first.

Fork loading is just a by-product, and the innate realm is superior.

……

"Wealth is boundless, wealth is boundless. Very good, you go to Wei Qian's table and sit, don't be frizzy next time. It's all your cousin who broke it. ”

Old Man Zhao went down the steps.

If Qin Huai hadn't intervened, it would have been time for Zhao Lun's father to play a round, pretend to scold Zhao Shu for a sentence or two, and then persuade and explain: Today is your seventieth birthday, so you shouldn't be angry.

This is Wang Xifeng's usual trick in the Dream of Red Mansions.

It is also a step.

But this kind of step is hard to build.

It is definitely not as comfortable as the steps given by Qin Huai.

Why don't old people like the word "rich and boundless"?

The farce was revealed, and everyone rejoiced.

The master of ceremonies also hurried to the next stage.

"Next, our young eldest and second and third will give gifts. ”

The emcee's voice fell, and a young man in military uniform who walked vigorously and resolutely appeared with a wooden box of Tibetan swords.

The tiger's back is bear's waist, calm and imposing.

This is the eldest in Zhao Lun's mouth, twenty-five years old, who has seniority in the military region.

"Grandpa, when I was training in the Taklamakan Desert, I dug up a poplar root in the Gobi Desert. ”

When I opened the wooden box of the Tibetan sword, there was a black brown smooth old wooden root lying inside, which looked strong and powerful.

There are scars on the root that have been abrasively eroded by the wind and sand, and it is the best material for root carving.

Zhao Lun looked at Qin Huai for the first time, carving or something, Master Qin must be good at it?

I don't know if Master Qin will be moved.

Qin Huai just silently made a silent gesture.

"Pan'er's military life...... Well, carry a little bit, and see you've lost a lot of weight. ”

Old Man Zhao touched the old root and asked for warmth.

"Where's your gift, second child?"

Zhao Lun's father scolded.

"Let the third brother send it first, and I'll be at the bottom. ”

"My gift is a jade sculpture of Shouping, I wish my grandfather a smile. ”

The representative of the third child is naturally the third family, holding a white jade, on which the rice grain size of the word longevity is dense, each with its own posture. It's a pleasing sight.

It's a nice gift.

The meaning is profound.

The old man smiled happily, and the red light on his face just now was still there.

"Put it away, put it away, hahaha, Zixian Sun Xiao, all of them are placed in the most conspicuous place in my study. ”

Taking advantage of the period just now, Zhao Lun sneaked out of the banquet hall and took the gift box containing a thousand carp.

"I wish my grandfather happiness as the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan. This is a nuclear carving. ”

Zhao Lun's face was full of mystery and opened the gift box.

Hear the word nuclear carving.

Everyone turned their attention to a crane-haired old man in the banquet - Mr. Yan.

As the Taishan Beidou in the nuclear carving world, although Mr. Yan has been sealed for five years, he is now ...... Mr. Yan's past works are still being sold at a daunting price.

Mr. Zhao loves Mr. Yan's nuclear carving works, and has collected two or three pieces, watching and playing all day long, and he can't put it down.

If Zhao Lun wants to send nuclear carving, then the works of ordinary famous teachers are not as good as Mr. Yan.

How to get it?

Although the old man didn't say it on the surface, during the gift-giving process, the guests present all watched.

Whether the second child can take the lead can also be seen from the aspect of giving gifts to the old man.

The world is full of knowledge, and in China, there are many things to pay attention to when giving gifts. It's not too much to peek at people.

However, the second birthday gift was chosen very badly!

'There must be someone who blackmails me in their hearts...... Gift-giving is too casual, and the mud can't hold up the wall. ’

The corners of Zhao Lun's mouth twitched, I'm sorry, this time with the help of the True Grandmaster, you are going to be disappointed.

'Hey, this feeling of having someone to help you out, it's so cool!'

Zhao Lun put on his finger covers, smiled all the time, and unhurriedly took out the nuclear carving work: 'Thousand Carp'.

The first person to look at him was Taishan Beidou in the nuclear carving world, Mr. Yan.

He lifted his reading glasses and thought deeply.

"Brother Yan?"

Old Man Zhao played with his red-faced appreciation for a while, couldn't put it down, and handed it to Mr. Yan for tasting.

It's professional. Credibility.

"Hmm. ”

Mr. Yan has a special affection for nuclear carving, as long as it is a nuclear carving work, he will wear finger covers with great respect, pick it up and look at it.

In every eye of him, every walnut is an elf.

"It's amazing. Thousands of carp dragons, what an extraordinary scene.

There are hills and ravines in the chest, and there are hidden things under the knife. The master's handwriting can be called the master's handwriting.

However, how does this line of knife techniques look so unfamiliar?"

Mr. Yan took off his reading glasses suspiciously.

To put it bluntly, who hasn't visited the famous master of today's core carving and asked him for guidance once or twice?

Industrious nuclear carvers even visit several times a year.

But the knife technique shown on the thousand carp, as well as the characteristics of the knife, I have never seen it in my impression?

"Ha, even Yan Lao praised the nuclear carving work?"

The first reaction of the guests and members of the side was, impossible, right?

Could it be that he said this because he was afraid that Zhao Lun would lose face?

It's not right, the work is good or bad, you can tell it when you look at it.

And how could Mr. Yan make a joke about such a thing?

It is estimated that it is really a veritable high-grade nuclear carving.

'There are hills and ravines in the chest, and there are hidden things under the sword. ’

This poem was originally used to describe Mr. Yan.

Now, Mr. Yan has given it to others?

It's rare.

The guests watched from afar.

Jinling is a retirement home for idle officials. The market is vast, providing fertile soil for nuclear carving.

Coupled with Mr. Yan's decades of leadership, the popularity of nuclear carving has been few for a while.

The nuclear carver, who was praised by Mr. Yan as the master's handwriting, is afraid that from today onwards, he will become an instant hit and be highly sought after by the nuclear carving industry.

"Where's the payment?"

Mr. Yan suddenly removed his reading glasses and asked with interest.