Little Sweet Wife in the Eighty-Old Courtyard

Chapter 72 Asheng’s Secret

Su Junze also turned his head and glanced at Qin Siqi: "Is it just that chubby little boy?"

"Well, it's him. He's greedy and will follow people if they give them a piece of candy. He has an evil ability, that is, he can tell the approximate age of old objects and whether they are genuine or fake."

Lin Qing and Su Junze were suddenly stunned and looked at Qin Siqi in disbelief.

"Oh, I know you don't believe it. I've tried it all. Unfortunately, there is no good stuff in that shabby place in Erdaohe. Even if you come across it, they won't sell it to you."

She thought for a while and continued: "There is a bronze Buddha at Grandma Sun's house next door. Asheng looked at it and said that the bronze Buddha is far away from now."

"Then that doesn't mean anything, does it?"

"But if you want to ask him in detail, and then let him reach out and touch it, and feel it carefully, he can tell the approximate year, such as how many years ago it is from now. That bronze Buddha, Asheng said it was one hundred and thirty years from now. Around that time, I made a bet with Asheng that if it was true, I would ride him as a big horse; if it was false, I would eat a piece of his orange candy."

After saying this, Qin Siqi pouted angrily: "Then we went to ask Grandma Sun. Grandma Sun said that it was left by our ancestors, one hundred and twenty-eight years ago."

Lin Qing and Su Junze looked at each other, interested, but not quite convinced.

An older child and a younger child, by chance, they were just having fun.

"At the time, I thought it was a blind cat that met a dead mouse, and then I tested him on things he didn't know. We went to a random house, the old Liu's house in the backyard of the Song family. There was an Eight Immortals table in his house. Song Mingsheng said The year was up, and there was only one year difference..."

Su Junze said: "Is it so magical? Then you can find a chance to try it."

Lin Qing rolled her eyes and smiled: "I just happen to have a jade in my hand, let him feel it, there is no loss anyway."

This is a good idea.

Su Junze was embarrassed: "But it's not good to have such trouble with the Song family."

Lin Qing: "My sister told me that she wanted to visit Mrs. Song before leaving." Then she reminded Su Junze with a faint smile: "By the way, my sister doesn't know many things. Brother Junze, if you If you tell me, I won't be happy."

Su Junze chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm measured."

Qin Siqi leaned back. In her unconscious dream, Asheng was bought by another group of people and then locked up.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed a trace of guilt and uneasiness in her heart, and glanced at Lin Qing calmly. In the dream, it was the three of them who were selling Asheng together.

But, that's just a dream, right?

How could she have that ability? Moreover, it was illegal. Besides, today's reality is completely opposite to the dream.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for her to do such a thing!

At the same time, Song Yunuan took her younger brother, who was holding a small rice bowl and eating yellow peaches, to her room.

He was cruel and snatched the small rice bowl with two yellow peaches in it.

Asheng was about to cry when he suddenly heard the voice of his long-lost sister.

[How should I tell my brother that Qin Siqi is a bad guy. She and Lin Qing colluded to trick my brother, Xiao Asheng, into Beidu, and then sold him to a group of people, who imprisoned him. 】

[They coaxed and lured their brother to appraise antiques for them, and then they fed him like a pig. As a result, he became a big fat man. They called him a big fat pig. 】

Little Asheng's expression suddenly changed.

Defrauded and locked up?

Big fat pig?

He didn't dare to move and looked at Song Yunuan without blinking.

Song Yunuan sighed, his well-behaved little brother is so cute. [My younger brother is worse than a fat pig. He is already ten years old. He is just like a meat ball. He has difficulty walking. In the summer, the meat on his body is rotten. He is clamoring to go home every day. , and then those people started beating him, and made him eat their poop. If he didn’t eat, they wouldn’t give him water...]

Although little Asheng is greedy, he also knows that daddy cannot be eaten.

He felt so sick that he suddenly vomited it out.

Song Yunuan was startled, then picked him up, threw him to the kang in disgust, and cursed: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat every day, were you a pig in your previous life?"

Asheng watched with tears in his eyes as his sister scolded him and went to get straw paper to clean up the dirty things on the kang mat. Then she carried him to the yard, washed him and gargled his mouth, and then nodded his forehead and continued to scold him: "You We were very full at night, so we were too busy to take care of you, but you actually ate all the big bottle of canned yellow peaches. Are you reincarnated as a starving ghost?"

At this time, Mrs. Song and her two daughters-in-law were discussing how to sell things in the house. She also called Song Liang and asked him to figure out how to break up the ends or fabrics.

Old Song went to collect the fish baskets. Asheng was thinking about the canned yellow peaches, so he didn't go out to play with him. Instead, he stayed at home. Old Mrs. Song opened a bottle for him, put it in a small bowl for him, and then went to work. .

As a result, only the last two small pieces in the small bowl were left.

Song Yunuan's plot was triggered when her younger brother sat on a small bench and ate canned yellow peaches.

There was a haze in her eyes.

Lin Qing, Qin Siqi and Su Junze were accidentally exposed to Asheng's secret by a villain named Hai Ye from Beidu.

So, in order not to offend Haiye, they sold Asheng.

Then he excused himself, saying that everyone in Song Mingsheng's family was dead, and he was the only one left. It was for his own good to be handed over to Mr. Hai.

That Haiye really wanted to keep him well at first, after all, it was a money tree, but he accidentally learned that his younger brother had a photographic memory and was extremely intelligent. He was worried that he would be retaliated against in the future, so he raised his younger brother like a pig.

Song Yunuan didn't understand how a canned yellow peach triggered the plot, but since it triggered it, she had to pay attention.

Little Ah Sheng's tears were falling down, but she didn't dare to cry out. She looked so pitiful that Song Yunuan had to soften her voice and asked: "A Sheng, do you listen to your sister?"

Little Asheng's voice was choked with sobs: "Listen, I listen to my sister, I...I..."

I want to say that I won’t eat in the future, but if I don’t eat, I will starve to death.

If you don't eat sugar, you won't be happy.

I feel sad if I don’t eat meat.

It’s very difficult.

That's not what Song Yunuan was talking about. She led her brother into the house. The window was open and the smell just now had dissipated.

Little Asheng lowered his head in shame and wrung his fingers uneasily.

Song Yunuan took out the double-eared incense burner from the late Ming Dynasty and asked Asheng: "Tell your sister, do you know how many years it is from now?"

Asheng stretched out his hand timidly: "Then I... I have to touch it to find out."

He put his little hand on it for only a few seconds, and then little Asheng raised his head: "Sister, it seems to be around 350 years ago."

Song Yunuan's heart sank. She initially identified the double-eared official stove as authentic. Of course, there were writings on the bottom, but this didn't count. Mr. Ji was also an expert in this field. After he confirmed it, he said it was the late Ming Dynasty, and the year at the bottom was real.

So, this was in 1630, and this year is 1980.

Exactly 350 years from now!

(End of this chapter)