Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 24 Mrs. Wen is back
The shopkeeper's reaction made Wen Mianmian confirm what she was thinking. She found a reason to fool the shopkeeper and went out, and quickly walked into another shop selling antique calligraphy and paintings.

When the same plot was staged again, Wen Mianmian knew what she knew, until after walking through several shops selling calligraphy and paintings on Zhenbao Street, she got on the carriage and was ready to go home.

"Mianmian, the last family has paid 180 taels, why not make a move?"

The old man was so excited that his paintings could be sold for 180 taels, something that he never even dared to think about.

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

why?
The old man rubbed his hands, "The shopkeeper said that grandfather's paintings are good."

The shopkeepers today all gave high praise to the painting itself.

Wen Mianmian shook his head, "Apart from this, the most important thing is the useless seal."

Judging from the reactions of several shopkeepers, it is not a matter of doubling the price of this painting to put the seal of those famous people on it.

"When a person is famous and sought after by others, it is not easy to devote themselves to painting, but with fame, the expenses will be large, and more money will be needed. This kind of painting that is well-painted and has no seal will not come in handy. Yet?"

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

The old man sighed faintly. He can see it when he came out today. His paintings are good, but they are not famous.

If he is famous, it is not easy to paint three paintings a month, even if he earns 3000 taels, it is a big deal, not to mention he still has a lot of inventory, and the one he brought out today is not considered the best.

Oops, my heart is beating fast, what's the matter?

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

Wen Mianmian has a sly look in her eyes, "I already have an initial idea, but it's not yet formed, let me think about it."

"Think about it, you need your grandfather to cooperate with you."

The old man rubbed his hands together, without the coldness of the holy hand of Dan Qing, and his eyes flashed with the light of silver.

Wen Mianmian's smile is meaningful, and the results of going out today are excellent. The next step is to push her grandfather out. First, the name of the mysterious old master of Danqing, Mr. Wen Xizhi, will be louder.

In the imaginations of the grandparents and grandsons, the carriage slowly came to the gate of the General's Mansion. After getting off the carriage, he saw that Mrs. Wen had already brought the servants of the mansion to the gate.

"Father, Mianmian, you guys are back. Mother's carriage has already entered the city, and it's about to arrive."

Madam Wen breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the two coming back, 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 slapped him on the back, "Grandfather, stand with your hands behind your back, with your head held high."

The old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, recalling the posture his granddaughter taught him to stand.

"Relax, don't tighten your face so tightly, with a smile on the corner of your mouth, be calm."

"You just think that you have drawn a picture of a peerless beauty like a fairy possessed by a painting. The whole body is comfortable and refreshed."

With Wen Mianmian's constant encouragement, the old man finally had a calm expression, Mrs. Wen turned her head to take a look, couldn't help but glance at him a second time, and then gave Wen Mianmian a meaningful look.
After a while, several guards on tall horses escorted a carriage, and the people who greeted them stood up and waited to salute.

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

The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and a woman came out first, and the woman got off the carriage before reaching out and carefully helping Mrs. Wen out of the carriage.

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

Mrs. Wen is already in her fifties this year. She was born pampered and looked like she was in her early forties. She had a neat bun on her head and no silver strands in her black hair. Her face had been baptized by years. , you can still see that she has an excellent demeanor, and she must have been a first-class beauty when she was young.

Xu Shi's life was not very happy, she rarely laughed, there was a bit of melancholy between her brows, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, which made her look a little more distant and unapproachable.

Seeing Mrs. Wen, she just gave a faint 'um'.

When she glanced at Wen Mianmian, her expression softened, and Wen Mianmian said that it was time to show her acting skills again.

"Grandma, you're back. Mianmian almost never sees you again. I miss you these days. Why did you come back?"

As he said that, he ran forward and squeezed the old lady away. He supported the old lady's arm and leaned his little head gently on it, "Did grandma miss your good granddaughter?"

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

The old lady was not used to such intimacy, but Wen Mianmian didn't care so much, her eyebrows and eyes curled with a smile, "I know my grandmother must miss me."

He winked at the old man secretly, the old man took a deep breath, clenched his fist tightly, and took two steps forward, "Madam is back, how hard has it been all the way?"

Mrs. Wen rarely gave him a look, but it was just a look, "Well."

"Grandma, let's go in."

Wen Mianmian helped the old lady to go inside, and Mrs. Wen and others naturally followed behind, waiting for the old lady to return to the Hanyuan to sit in the upper seat before looking at a few people again.

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

As soon as she sat down, she began to ask the teacher to ask her guilt. Madam Wen was full of bitterness. She stepped forward and respectfully knelt in front of the old lady. She told the story of Wen Mianmian's inexplicable coma, and the future events. Finally, she said:
"The Ministry of Rites and the King of Annan have come to the door to hire, the wedding date is set for the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, the dowry has been prepared, and the Ministry of Rites will be responsible for all the arrangements on the day of the wedding.

The old lady looked at her coldly, and said, "Your sister entrusted Mianmian to you before she died, just because you didn't want her to be wronged. Although the wedding is handled by the Ministry of Rites, you shouldn't neglect Mianmian because of this."

"Bring the dowry list to me for a look later, get up."

After getting up, Mrs. Wen curtseyed again, "My daughter-in-law's affairs are still shallow. Fortunately, when my mother comes back, I can mention my daughter-in-law more, but I have to work hard for my mother."

Seeing her cautious appearance, Wen Mianmian sighed with emotion. This old lady lacked the nourishment of love, and she was as hard as a rock, making people unlikable. Remembering that she also promised her grandfather to ease the relationship between the two, she just felt that she had a heavy responsibility. And far away.

(End of this chapter)