Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 344 The New Pose of Abducting Children 1
Mr. Jing was so jealous that he was going crazy: "Then I will change careers with you. I have a lot of collections at home. You can choose whatever you want. I just want the picture of a hundred years in your hand."

"Don't even think about it!" Mr. Gu took a cup of Longjing from the housekeeper and drank tea leisurely.

Mr. Zheng, who was holding the "Hundred Fortune Picture", wanted to exchange it with Mr. Jing, but without even thinking about it, Mr. Jing would definitely spit on her face.

Forget it, who let him arrive last? It is a blessing to see a picture of words.

That child probably couldn't write a picture of Baifu, Mr. Zheng comforted himself like this.

How do you know, Xiao Pingan didn't know if he heard the complaints in his heart, so he even spread out another blank brocade, picked up a brush, and wrote a picture of Baifu on it eloquently, which made Mr. Zheng's eyes treacherous. It's so bright!
Mr. Zheng thought to himself, could it be that this little baby just made him happy just now, and now he is finally willing to write a picture of Baifu and give it to him?

Mr. Zheng immediately perked up, and he glanced at Mr. Jing anxiously, full of "It's useless for you to be envious" and "You can't exchange anything with me"!
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zheng was stupefied for only a few seconds, when he saw the cute child, holding a painting of Baifu with wet ink, walking with small spirited steps to honor his grandfather.

Gu Youming was stunned for a moment: "Give it to me?"

Xiaopingan nodded like a bell.

How can Gu Youming hold the cute little grandson, holding the Baifu picture, looking at Mr. Zheng who is blowing his beard and staring at him: "Haha, Uncle Zheng, don't look at me like this, this is the first time my grandson has given me a gift. Give me your heart!"

With a sound of "poof", Mr. Jing laughed loudly: "Old Zheng, you have to be so good, and you are so good!"

Mr. Zheng was holding a picture of Baifu that was not worthy of the name in his hand, so he could only adopt a roundabout tactic.

"Baby, would you like to join the Calligraphy Association?"

As long as the little guy joins the National Calligraphy Association, he might not have a chance to get a genuine Baifu picture in the future?

Xiaopingan asked a childish question: "Join the Calligraphy Association, do you have big chicken legs to eat?"

Mr. Zheng didn't react: "..."

"If you don't have big chicken legs to eat, this baby won't join."

Only now did Mr. Zheng come back to his senses. This is a normal child. Mr. Zheng immediately turned into Grandma Wolf and said, "Yes, yes, there is everything you want to eat, baby, do you want to join or not?"

Xiaopingan was already tired of writing, so he took the box of fried crispy meat he was holding from the housekeeper, and nodded while chewing.

"As long as there are big chicken drumsticks to eat, then there is no problem. We must have big chicken drumsticks every day."

Professor Wang and Director Xia of the Chinese Academy of Sciences have been standing by and watching.

Just now when someone in the banquet hall questioned that the child bought the answer, even this thought flashed through their minds, but now——

Look at this kid's calligraphy!

Look at the child's hundred-year-old picture that runs through the text and calligraphy chronology!

There is nothing to question, whoever buys the answer is simply envious and jealous!
Professor Wang came out from among the guests, squatted in front of Xiaopingan, and said, "Baby, the genius class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences distributes chicken legs every day. Do you want to go to the genius class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences in the future?"

The guests nearby heard Professor Wang's words: "..."

When Mr. Zheng heard what Professor Wang said, he taunted in disbelief: "What, the genius class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is giving out chicken legs now?"

(End of this chapter)