Chapter 8: Quarrels

The person who let them eat behind closed doors was a housekeeper invited by Mr. Qiu, and if it weren't for Mr. Qiu's instructions, he wouldn't dare to drive away the guests so rudely.

So he pushed Wang Zicheng and Su Min away, shook his head and sighed and closed the door.

Before the door was closed, Wang Zicheng finally couldn't bear it and said: "We will participate in the Asian Traditional Skills Conference in a month, because of the lack of some paints, so we came to Mr. Yu for help, this is the material we have prepared, please be accommodating!" ”

It's just that Wang Zicheng's shout had no effect, even if he showed the precious malachite, the door still closed mercilessly with a "thud".

Su Min glanced at Wang Zicheng, then frowned and pouted: "It seems that Mr. Qiu knows our purpose, so he closes the door like this." ”

Wang Zicheng sighed deeply, and then put the box away in frustration and said, "Yes...... Teacher Lin is friends with him, and he has come to ask for nothing to avail, not to mention us nobodies......"

Su Min blinked a pair of eyes, looked at Wang Zicheng with some curiosity and asked, "Then what should we do now?" ”

"Let's just wait here......"

"But I'm afraid ......"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are on our feet, and we can go down the mountain in an hour before dark."

"Hmmm......"

So the two of them sat directly at the door and waited on the steps, looking forward to Mr. Qiu's opening up.

And the housekeeper didn't leave, and when he saw that Su Min and Wang Zicheng hadn't left, he immediately went into the house to report.

"Sir, they claim to be students of the Huaxia Academy of Arts, and they are still sitting at the door and have not left."

When the housekeeper entered the house, Mr. Qiu was painting, thinking that he was trying out new paints.

Old Mr. Qiu had white hair but was in good spirits, and his brows couldn't help jumping, so he stopped the pen in his hand and asked, "Was it introduced by Lin Qishen's old horseman?" ”

"Yes, they also have a good piece of malachite, saying that they came for the Asian Traditional Skills Conference."

"Good malachite?! Could it be that Jiang Yifu gave it to him? Sizzle...... It shouldn't be, it's too late for his baby, how can he give it to someone else! ”

"They didn't say where the malachite came from, but the young man looked handsome and chic, and he could see that he was a talented and learned person, and it should be the one who went to the competition, otherwise Mr. should go and see it!"

"If you don't go, if it's really a student who goes to the game, and it's someone who has a relationship with Lin Qishen and Jiang Yifu, I won't be able to keep my baby."

"This ...... It's better if you don't go, sir, they'll leave on their own when the time comes! ”

"Oh? Do you say when you will go? ”

"Said it was down the hill before dark."

"Okay, I see, you go about your business first."

"Hmm."

So Mr. Qiu continued to try the paint in his hand, while poor Su Min and Wang Zicheng were bored at the door looking at the passing ants.

Time passed bit by bit, Su Min was holding the box containing malachite, leaning on Wang Zicheng's shoulder and napping, while Wang Zicheng looked around at the surrounding scenery or looked at the sky in a daze.

By the time the hands pointed to five o'clock in the afternoon, they had been waiting here for more than three hours.

Such a wait is doomed to be hopeless, and since there is no hope, you can only give up.

So the young man exhaled deeply, a little unwilling but helpless in his heart.

Wang Zicheng first looked back and looked deeply, and then slowly and gently, he pushed the lovely man on his shoulder and smiled bitterly: "Minmin, it's not too early, let's go back first." ”

Su Min was just napping and not asleep, she heard the unwillingness in Wang Zicheng's tone, and a trace of sadness flashed in her heart, so she slowly opened her eyes and thought about it.

Suddenly, she quickly stuffed the box in her hand into Wang Zicheng's arms, jumped up directly and ran towards the closed door, and finally raised her hand and "pounded" on the door.

"Sir, you can help us! You used to lament that there is no successor, and now that traditional culture has finally developed, are you willing to watch us continue to be trampled under the feet of people from other countries? ”

"Zicheng is the first place in calligraphy and painting in the Chinese traditional culture selection competition, and you will definitely not be disappointed if you have him to participate in the competition!"

The door was made of fine cypress wood, so it hurt when she clapped her hands so hard, but there was also a "creaking" sound from the door.

Wang Zicheng was taken aback by Su Min, he jumped up in a panic, grabbed Su Min's hand and shook his head, "Minmin...... That's not good...... Let's go! ”

Su Min's eyes were already red at this time, and she pushed Wang Zicheng away and said: "I don't care, we have finally come to this point, Grandpa Jiang and others are lying in the hospital and still waiting for our news, I can only swear not to give up until I achieve my goal!" ”

"Smack!"

The beautiful malachite fell directly to the ground, and some green debris was left on the ground, and after the malachite rolled a few times, it stopped not far from Su Min's feet, and there were several cracks on it!

Both of them were stunned, Wang Zicheng's face turned pale with shock, and his brain "buzzed" on the spot, and Su Min's heart jumped out of his heart with fright!

The girl was stunned for a moment, then hurried over, carefully picking up the malachite.

Su Min held the cracked malachite in his hand, walked cautiously to Wang Zicheng, and said with pitiful eyes: "Zicheng...... I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to......"

Prince Cheng Tie blushed and did not say a word, he snatched the malachite in Su Min's hand and put the stone back in the box.

Because he didn't say a word, there was an inexplicable depression at the scene, and the young man's heart was rising and falling rapidly, obviously angry.

He usually treats others kindly, and he has never lost any temper with Su Min, but now he has no way not to be angry.

Because the malachite is so precious, even if there is no one to help grind it back, it will be scrapped directly by Su Min now......

When Su Min saw that he didn't speak, a breath of anger surged into his heart: "I really didn't mean it, don't treat me like this!" ”

Wang Zicheng still didn't say anything, and took care of himself to clean up the debris on the ground, and his brows were twisted into pimples by him.

When the girl saw that he was still silent, she became even more angry: "You still ignore me, right?" Since you don't want to ignore me, then I'll go back by myself first! ”

After Su Min said this, he chopped his feet, wiped his tears and ran away.

Wang Zicheng was also afraid that he would hurt people as soon as he opened his mouth, so he chose to shut up and not talk much, and at this time, when he saw Su Min running away alone, he chased out with the box.

"Minmin, don't run around, you wait for me!"

This quarrel is a quarrel, and the two of them still have to go back together, not to mention that Su Min can't remember the way at all!

Just when the two of them ran away, the door of Old Man Qiu's house finally opened!