The shopkeeper's reaction made Wen Mianmian confirm what he thought, and he found a random reason to fool the shopkeeper and went out, and soon walked into another shop selling antique calligraphy and paintings.

When the same plot was staged again, Wen Mianmian already knew it, until she walked through several shops selling calligraphy and paintings on Zhenbao Street, and then got into the carriage and prepared to go home.

"Mianmian, the last one is out to one hundred and eighty taels, why don't you make a move."

The old man was so excited that his paintings could be sold for one hundred and eighty taels, and he couldn't think of it.

Wen Mianmian said meaningfully: "Grandfather knows why this painting is valuable? ”

Why?

The old man rubbed his hands, "The shopkeeper has said that grandfather's painting is good." ”

Today, the shopkeepers all give high praise to the painting itself.

Wen Mianmian shook his head, "Except for this, the most important thing is that there is no seal." ”

Judging from the reactions of several shopkeepers, the price of this painting is not a matter of doubling or tripling the price of the stamps of those who have become famous.

"When a person has a reputation and is sought after, it is not easy to devote himself to painting, but with fame, the expenses are also large, and more silver is needed.

The old man also reacted, his face was not very good-looking, Wen Mianmian looked at him, "Grandfather won't want to live in the shadow of others forever in the future." ”

The old man sighed faintly, he could see that his paintings were good, but they were not famous.

If he is famous, it is not easy to paint three paintings a month, even if he earns three thousand taels, it is a great thing, not to mention that he still has a lot of inventory, and it is not the best to bring this out today.

Oops, what's going on with my heart beating a little fast?

"Mianmian, do you think there is any way for grandfather to be famous?"

There was a hint of slyness in Wen Mianmian's eyes, "I already have a preliminary idea, but it hasn't taken shape yet, let me think about it again." ”

"Think about it, whatever grandfather needs to cooperate with you."

The old lady rubbed his hands, not at all cold in the Danqing Holy Hand, and his eyes flashed with the light of silver.

Wen Mianmian smiled meaningfully, the results of going out today were excellent, and the next thing was to think of pushing out her grandfather, first of all, the name of the mysterious old man Wen Xizhi of the Danqing Holy Hand was going to be loud.

In the respective fantasies of the ancestors and grandchildren, the carriage slowly arrived in front of the gate of the general's mansion, and as soon as they got off the car, they saw that Mrs. Wen had already taken the subordinates of the mansion at the door.

"Father, Mianmian, you can be counted as back, Mother's carriage has entered the city, and it looks like it is about to arrive."

Seeing the two of them coming back, Mrs. Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and the old man almost fell out of the carriage, like a quail about to see an eagle, and immediately shrank his neck.

Wen Mianmian's small slap slapped him on the back, "Grandfather, stand with your hands in your hands and hold your head high." ”

The old man closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, thinking back to the posture his granddaughter had taught him to stand.

"Relax, don't be so tight on your face, with a smile on the corner of your mouth, be indifferent."

"You just thought that you had drawn a picture of a peerless beauty like a painting immortal possessed, and the whole body was comfortable and refreshing."

Under Wen Mianmian's constant encouragement, the old man finally had a calm look, Mrs. Wen turned her head to take a look, and couldn't help but take a second look, and then glanced at Wen Mianmian meaningfully...

After a while, several escorts on tall horses escorted a carriage to the carriage, and the people who greeted them immediately stood and waited to salute.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate, and Mrs. Wen stepped forward respectfully and bowed, "The daughter-in-law welcomes her mother home, and her mother has worked hard all the way." ”

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a mother-in-law came out first, and the mother-in-law got out of the carriage before reaching out and carefully helping Mrs. Wen out of the carriage.

During this period, Mrs. Wen kept trying to reach out, but in the end she didn't find the opportunity.

Mrs. Wen is fifty-five this year, she was born pampered and pampered, she looks like she is in her early forties, with a straight bun on her head, and no silver threads on her black hair.

Xu is life is not satisfactory, rarely laughing, there is a little sadness between her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth are slightly drooping, which makes her look a little more alienated and not close.

When I saw Mrs. Wen, I just let out a faint 'um'.

When her eyes swept to Wen Mianmian, her face softened, and Wen Mianmian said that it was time to show her acting skills again.

"Grandmother, you're back, Mianmian almost can't see you anymore, I've missed you these days, why did you come back?"

As he spoke, he ran forward and squeezed away his mother-in-law, holding the old lady's arm by himself, and leaning his little head lightly, "Does grandmother miss your good granddaughter?" ”

Wen Mianmian was also naughty before, but she was rarely so close to the old lady, so not to mention the old lady, but also the people around her felt very surprised.

The old lady was not used to being so close, Wen Mianmian didn't care so much, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, "I know that my grandmother must miss me." ”

Secretly glanced at the old man, the old man took a deep breath, clenched his outstretched fist tightly, and took two steps forward, "Madam is back, how hard is the journey?" ”

Old Madam Wen rarely appreciated him a look, but it was just a look, "Hmm." ”

"Grandmother, let's go in."

Wen Mianmian helped the old lady to walk in, and Mrs. Wen and the others naturally followed behind, waiting for the old lady to sit on the upper seat when they returned to the Han Courtyard, and then looked at a few people again.

"Xiao Fu, why did Mianmian suddenly fall unconscious, and how did you take care of it?"

As soon as she sat down, she began to ask the teacher, Mrs. Wen was full of bitterness, stepped forward and knelt down respectfully in front of the old lady, and said that Wen Mianmian was inexplicably unconscious, and the future things were also said, and finally said:

"The Ministry of Rites and the King of Annam have come to the door to get married, the wedding date is set for the eighth day of the eighth month, the dowry has been prepared, and the Ministry of Rites is responsible for all the operations on the day of the wedding.

The old lady looked at her coldly and said, "Your sister entrusted Mianmian to you before she died, but she didn't want her to be wronged. ”

"Send me the dowry list later, and get up."

After Mrs. Wen got up, she curtsied again, "The daughter-in-law is still shallow, but fortunately, when the mother comes back, she can mention the daughter-in-law more, but she has to work hard for the mother." ”

Seeing her cautious appearance, Wen Mianmian sighed very emotionally, this old lady lacked the nourishment of love, and she was as hard as a stone that people couldn't like, remembering that she also promised her grandfather to ease the relationship between the two, but she felt that there was a long way to go.