Before Ruanruan could finish her words, a large hand reached out and covered her mouth.
"Shh, let's talk about this when we get home." Ruan Jingye leaned close to her ear and whispered coaxingly.
Ruanruan's pair of black eyes glanced at the people around her and she said quietly: "Oh, oh, I understand."
This is also a secret between her and her uncle, so of course she can't tell it outside. It would be terrible if others knew about it!
Ruan Jingye took out his mobile phone to show cartoons to Ruanruan.
He looked up and saw Old Song sitting opposite him. Old Song was still excitedly introducing the pair of bronze sticks to everyone.
This little girl is really amazing. Every time she goes there, she either brings back some gold and silver treasures, a piece of clothing, a jade ring, a jade pendant, or something. Now, she's even brought back ancient weapons.
[It's amazing! This thing is made of bronze, and was personally crafted by the emperor. Even in modern times, it would be a heavyweight antique!]
I don’t know how long it took, but it was completely dark.
After the filming was finished.
Old Song on the other side reluctantly returned the pair of bronze sticks in his hands to Ruanruan, and Ruanruan immediately took the sticks.
"Little friend, you have to take good care of this stick and stop playing with it. If it gets hit, it will break."
Old Song looked at the sticks in her hands. These were two unique sticks in the whole world.
"But Ruanruan is used for playing. What else can a stick be used for if not for playing?" Ruanruan thought the person was talking very strangely.
The people around didn't dare to say a word when they saw this. The only one who dared to speak to Mr. Song like this was probably the little kid in front of him!
But who can blame this kid for being rich?
She wore a national treasure-level antique embroidery as clothes, and even played with a pair of national treasure-level bronze sticks.
Who is so arrogant? Even Old Song can't do anything to her.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Old Song. Old Song had no temper at all. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
In fact, his heart is bleeding!
No, we can't let her destroy these two treasures!
He needs to have a good talk with her parents.
After all the crew members left.
Mr. Song called his assistant over, pursed his lips and said seriously:
"Ruan Jingye, right? Surname Ruan? People in our city with the surname Ruan..."
There aren't that many rich people with the surname Ruan who can even let their children use antiques as toys. There may not be even one in the entire city who has such financial resources.
"Have someone check it out, and visit her home later to greet her parents."
We must ask her family to preserve these two treasures well, and at the same time ask whether they can be put on display in the museum.
These two kids are so fierce!
It’s bad enough that the younger one doesn’t understand, but the older one is so indulgent.
I don’t know whose naughty kid this is!
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After Ruanruan and Ruan Jingye got in the car, she had a lot to say to Ruan Jingye.
"Uncle, let me tell you, Prince Jin and his men are really powerful. They also have Qinggong skills and are very good at fighting."
"Ruanruan even asked Uncle Jin Wang to take me to the roof to play."
Ruan Jingye raised his eyebrows, showing great interest in what she said, "Do they really know Kung Fu?"
Isn’t that just like the wall-climbing on TV?
In fact, there are some historical records of these skills, but because they happened so long ago, people don’t believe they exist.
"Yes, yes, it's a pity that my uncle can't see it." Ruanruan said with regret on her face.
An idea suddenly popped up in her mind, and she smiled and said, "How about this, let Xiaogan brother learn quickly, and then he can show it to his uncle, hehe..."
"And Ruanruan has told Uncle Jin Wang and the others that she wants to go and learn Kung Fu every day, so Ruanruan has to go there early."
Ruanruan raised her eyes and glanced at Ruan Jingye, smiling.
Ruan Jingye finally understood what the little guy meant. He just wanted to go over and play earlier.
But after a while, he became busy and had no time to play with the little one.
If she wants to go, she can go, just be careful.
You can also play with other children over there.
"Okay, you can go and learn it, but don't let your grandparents know."
"Don't worry, uncle." Ruanruan shrugged her shoulders, feeling very happy, and nodded.
Hehe, that’s great!
"By the way, uncle, is this stick very expensive?" Ruanruan touched the stick in her hand and asked Ruan Jingye in confusion.
"It's quite expensive. This stick is very similar to the sticks used in our country more than 2,000 years ago." Ruan Jingye didn't know how to explain it to her, so he thought of a simple and easy-to-understand reason that didn't require further explanation.
"Ohhhh, so that's how it is!"
"Oh, by the way, uncle, didn't many soldiers on Xiaogan's side get injured earlier? They've run out of medicine."
"Yeah, okay, my uncle will go buy it tomorrow. Did they tell you what medicine you need?"
Ruanruan thought for a moment and said, "Fever-reducing medicine..."
Ruan Jingye held the steering wheel with his hands and looked ahead as he said, "This is easy. When we get home, talk to your grandfather and ask him to sell the medicine at a lower price..."
"Yeah, okay!"
The next day.
After waking up, Ruanruan changed into the new clothes that Princess Jin made for her, and asked her grandmother to braid two beautiful braids for her and pin two pink flowers on them.
Then she came downstairs with her grandmother, skipping towards the living room, "Grandpa! Ruanruan is here."
Before she ran over, she saw a familiar figure and frowned, "You...why are you at Ruanruan's house?"
"Ruanruan, this is Mr. Song, you should call him Grandpa Song." Mr. Ruan next to him said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay. The kid misunderstood me yesterday, and he must still be a little wary of me now." Old Song waved his hand kindly and said with a smile.
He came to visit today under the pretext of "apologizing" to the little girl.
"Ruanruan, look, Grandpa Song has come here specially to apologize to you today. Why don't you forgive me?" Grandpa Song heard from Zheng Xian that the child usually likes to eat some small cakes.
I specially asked someone to make them, and they have special biscuits and small cakes.
He asked his assistant to put all the boxes of things on the table.
"Try some of the small cakes in our restaurant."
When Mr. Song saw Ruanruan wearing the antique clothes that should have been treasured, he felt like his head was hit hard by someone. He was right to come here today!
Otherwise, I don’t know whether I can save this embroidery.
Ruanruan glanced at the cake on the table, was silent for a few seconds, then raised her eyes to look at Mr. Song, "Okay, then don't rob people of their things the moment you see them in the future."
Song Lao forced a smile and said, "Okay, I won't do it next time."
Ruanruan touched her nose and asked, "Is this cake really delicious?"
"It's delicious. If you don't believe me, ask my assistant." Seeing that the child no longer resisted him, Mr. Song turned his head to look at the assistant beside him.
The assistant was suddenly called and nodded quickly like a wooden man, "Yes, yes, it's delicious!"
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