Lu Chengsi and Song Bo stood side by side in front of the study, watching Tang Xiaoqing and the old man continue to argue.

Although the old man was angry when he saw Tang Xiaoqing, he seemed to like to be angry like this.

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"If there had been no accident of the year - alas!" Song Bo sighed.

Lu Chenghei didn't have thousands of emotions.

If there were no accidents back then, the old man would be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, and such a lively and interesting scene was just a daily norm.

Maybe the old man won't have Alzheimer's anymore.

"Experts suggest that playing the piano or painting more can slow down the symptoms of dementia. But you know, the old man has worked hard in the business world all his life, and he doesn't know anything about music and painting, he played the piano a few times, and he was too noisy and smashed the piano. In fact, he is not interested in painting, what really interests him is 'the first in the world', the old man is so strong all his life, he likes to compete for the first place in everything......"

Song Bo whispered to Lu Chenghei.

Lu Chenghe's attention was all on the old man and Tang Xiaoqing.

"Grandpa, I heard that your painting is the best in the world?" Tang Xiaoqing said with a grin.

"Humph!" The old man twisted his face to the side.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." In order to meet Lu Chenghei's requirements, Tang Xiaoqing tried her best to coax the old child, "Blame me for not knowing Mount Tai, just now I took a closer look and found that your paintings are so good, you use concise brushwork, the surging vitality is rendered to the fullest, and the main color is melancholy blue, expressing the sigh of life desolate as water." The brushstrokes are even more bold and arbitrary, solid and powerful......"

Tang Xiaoqing patted the horse's ass with the reins.

Lu Chengsi couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

Song Bo also snickered, and whispered: "Miss Tang is quite interesting, if there is such a girl accompanying the old man, maybe it will really help him recover." ”

The old man was still angry, but soon he became happy under Tang Xiaoqing's incomprehensible praise.

Tang Xiaoqing struck while the iron was hot: "Grandpa, I heard that Song Bocai gave you 300,000 yuan for the painting you just now, it's a big loss, I'll give you 500,000, no, 500,000 is too cheap, I'll give you 1 million, can you resell it to me?" ”

Anyway, she doesn't really spend money, she is very happy with this kind of fake generosity.

"Good! Good! The old man nodded happily.

Tang Xiaoqing heroically took out the white slip.

It's just that the white slip is not written with her name, but "Lu Chenghei".

"Today, I saw the old man's masterpiece, I was amazed, and I asked for this painting for Lu Chenghei and paid 1 million."

The old man proudly read the words on the white slip.

Lu Chengsi glanced at Tang Xiaoqing speechlessly.

Tang Xiaoqing wrote Lu Chenghei's name, she has her own reasons, although it is to make the old man happy, but in black and white, if someone really makes an article about this, won't she suffer a loss.

When the old man read the words "Lu Chenghei" on the white strip, he was obviously stunned.

He doesn't even know his own grandson anymore.

He just felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he gave up.

The old man still knows the rules very well, took Tang Xiaoqing's "money", immediately went back to the study, took down the "chicken picture" from the easel, carefully rolled it and handed it to Tang Xiaoqing.

The old man repeatedly told Tang Xiaoqing: "It's best to hang it in the study." Try not to hang in the living room, don't show people easily, attract thieves. ”

Tang Xiaoqing almost laughed again.

There is an old family member, if there is a treasure, this old man of the Lu family is clearly a living treasure.