The Meng family.

When Meng Qingchi returned home, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the joy of the banquet has dissipated, and the courtyard has returned to its usual desertion.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw her grandparents, parents, sister-in-law and sister, as well as Chen Weiyong, who had not yet left.

Li Meng, who was sitting in the direction of the gate, had sharp eyes, and when he saw his eldest daughter coming back from Guifei Lane, he immediately asked:

"Kiyoike, have you had dinner?"

"Mom, I've eaten it, and I'll come back after eating." Meng Qingchi walked over with a smile, and greeted Chen Weiyong at the same table, "Uncle Chen".

The sister-in-law has a very good relationship with the eldest sister-in-law, so she quickly got up and took a pair of chopsticks for Meng Qingchi, and pulled her to sit down next to her:

"Since we have eaten, then accompany us to eat some food and drink some wine, and many people will be lively."

Everyone in the family was here, Meng Qingchi didn't choose to leave, sat down and said, "Okay, then accompany Grandpa and Uncle Chen to have a drink." ”

Li Meng was concerned about Lu An's sale of paintings, and without waiting for her daughter to sit down, she hurriedly asked, "How is Xiao An's sale of paintings?" Is it true or false? ”

As soon as these words came out, the group at the table looked at Li Meng inexplicably.

And Meng Qingshui, who was the most sensitive to the name "Lu An", couldn't help but let out a crisp voice: "Lu An sells paintings? Mom, what's going on? ”

Li Meng has always been an anxious child, and he didn't like to interrupt him halfway, and after saying "Mom will tell you later", he looked at his eldest daughter again.

Meng Qingchi knew her mother's personality, and there were no outsiders here, so she didn't hide it, "It's true, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

Li Meng was stunned, and his tone involuntarily rose a few points: "Really? Did the two paintings really sell for 30,000? ”

Thirty thousand? What the heck?

Listening to the mother-daughter conversation, the others were even more confused.

Meng Qingchi glanced at his sister and said with a smile: "Mom, not only 30,000, Xiao An has sold two more oil paintings in the past two days, and the total sales before and after are 60,000." ”

Boy! 30,000 suddenly became 60,000, Li Meng was directly dumbfounded, calculating in his heart how much 60,000 is worth and how many things can he buy?

Seeing that his wife seemed to be stunned, Meng Zhenhai spoke up, "Qingchi, what's going on?" Why didn't I know about Xiao An's paintings? ”

Seeing that everyone had a curious face, Meng Qingchi didn't have an appetite, and directly told everything that had happened in the past two days.

For example, when my mother received a call from Zhou Kun, I accompanied Xiao'an back to Guifei Lane, Zeng Xin spent 30,000 yuan to buy two portraits, people from Shanghai, Yu Guanzhi and Chen Quan's reactions when they saw the "eternal" works, etc., all of which were told as they were.

I talked about it for about ten minutes.

And as the last word fell, the restaurant fell silent.

Everyone, look at me, I look at you, Li Menghua, a confused face, a look of disbelief, feeling like listening to a story.

60,000!

That's 60,000! Not a small amount.

In the early nineties, although the concept of "10,000 households" was far less valuable than in the 80s, and even the relevant reports of "100,000" and "million" could be seen in newspapers, the word itself still existed, and it was still a myth and a symbol of prosperity for ordinary people and Baoqing in remote areas.

What is the most exaggerated?

The most exaggerated thing is that the earners have just turned 18 years old and have only reached adulthood.

The most exaggerated thing is that 18-year-old Lu An is a senior in high school, but he sold 60,000 yuan through the way of painting!

If someone suddenly gets rich by doing business, digging for gold, digging for sand and mining, they can still accept it.

Even if you rob and make a windfall overnight, you can barely accept it.

After all, these are all within the scope of cognition, after all, although this kind of person is rare in Baoqing City, there are also them. No wonder.

But this way of eating through art and eating through super talent, Rao is well-informed Meng Zhenhai, Old Man Meng and Li Meng were all frightened for a while.

However, they all knew Meng Qingchi's character, it was impossible to lie about this kind of thing, and what he said just now was vivid, so they couldn't doubt it.

The restaurant was quiet and you could hear the pins dropping.

The Meng family was still digesting, looking at each other and digesting, but Chen Weiyong, who was working in the university, was the first to react, breaking the silence and asking: "Is there someone in Lu An's family who can paint?" ”

Hearing this, Li Meng and Meng Zhenhai glanced at each other and suddenly came to their senses.

Although there were still many doubts about Lu An's paintings, Li Meng stood up and defended it as soon as possible:

"Xiao An's mother liked to paint when she was alive, his uncle used to be a painting teacher in a school, and his grandfather was a well-known painter in Hubei Province."

Without knowing the specific facts, adhering to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, Li Meng only picked out the key points.

Hearing that it was the reason for the origin of family education, Chen Weiyong had nothing to say, he only felt that this young man was amazing.

Meng Wenjie, who had been holding back for a long time, asked the eldest sister at this time: "Where is Lu An now?" Why didn't I come with you? ”

Meng Qingchi said: "He sent me to the alley and left, I should have gone back to school." ”

The sister-in-law glanced at the sister-in-law on the right hand and quipped: "You should call him into the house, and let us meet the great painter." ”

Meng Qingchi followed and glanced at his sister who lowered her head, and explained: "The bus just came, and he had dinner again, so he left with the bus." ”

Next, the original topic on the table became one: Lu An earned 60,000 yuan from painting.

After the meal, Li Meng asked her husband Meng Zhenhai: "Zhenhai, do you believe this?" ”

Seeing that his wife was still in the clouds, Meng Zhenhai said: "Didn't Qingchi talk about it, I saw it with my own eyes, and there was nothing I didn't believe."

Although this kind of thing sounds outrageous, the world is very big, and many things will be beyond our imagination.

You can relax, Xiao An can be regarded as something we grew up watching, and his temperament is there, and he can't go wrong. ”

Of course Li Meng understands this, but he is still in a trance: "That's what I said, but I did the math just now, Xiao An only turned 18 last month, and he earned 60,000 yuan, even if our family only has such a little savings, most of it is still the water I collect." ”

Meng Zhenhai smiled and said: "In ancient times, 26-year-old Wang Bo wrote the famous article "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion", and now 18-year-old Lu An sold 60,000 paintings.

You, this is a shallow sight. ”

…

Upstairs, bedrooms.

Meng Qingshui sat at the desk, looking at Caixia in the sky through the window, looking a little uneasy.

Intuition told her that if Lu An continued like this, Lu An would get better and better, and he would attract more people of the opposite sex around him.

She was a little distressed now, and she wanted to wait for an opportunity to slowly get close to him in the future, and slowly find a chance to have a showdown with him. But this "selling paintings" directly caught her off guard and gave her a strong sense of crisis.

She knows very well that because of his outstanding appearance and good studies, Lu An has always been very popular in school from junior high school to high school, and there are many girls who have a good impression of him.

Best friend Shuting is a typical example.

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