His brother Zongtang is not the original wife. Even if he is the original wife, Song Yi must be the original wife. He is the live-in son-in-law.

Fang Zongtang continued to read on with amusement: "This typesetting editor is amazing, the front page is about a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong,

Zhang Xingzu now really wants to beat the typeset editor to death.

It seems that he doesn't need to hit him, Song Yi should want to hit him more than him!

"Ah~ Within three days, the rich businessman married all three and announced their paternity in public~"

Zhang Xingzu was so angry that he was about to grind his teeth. Don't let him know which bastard wrote this! He wanted to knock out all of this man's teeth!

"The first and third wives come into the house, the whole family is happy, but the first wife is sad alone~ It rhymes so well!"

She looked at the top of the newspaper and saw the entertainment page.

No wonder!

"Brother Zongtang, someone is definitely targeting Brother Song. Don't believe what is written above!" Zhang Xingzu was about to cry.

Where is Brother Song now?

Why don't you rush back to explain?

The things on the entertainment page look bizarre and tortuous, and are quite eye-catching.

"Shut up and don't disturb me while I'm reading the newspaper!"

When Zhang Xingzu heard the scolding, he immediately shut his mouth.

Just when I was about to call Brother Song, a guest came in.

It’s the door of return.

“Let me see the sleeping Buddha!”

Zhang Xingzu simply regarded Men Huigui as his savior and quickly dragged him in.

“Brother Zongtang, Mr. Men is here to see the Sleeping Buddha!”

She had just watched half of it and saw the funny part.

"Coming, wait a moment!" He made a mark on the newspaper and went to see the door and returned.

The arms of the sleeping Buddha have already been carved out, and all that’s left is to connect them.

It is easy to carve the arms, but difficult to connect them.

"Mr. Men, please first take a look at this arm to see if it is beautiful. Then we can discuss the further plan of connecting the arm." She handed over the carved arm carefully.

The arm has not been painted yet, it is just an ordinary stone arm. In order to make the color of the paint closer to the color of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the paint will have to wait for a few days before it can be unpacked.

Men Huigui didn't dare to take it with his hands. Instead, he carefully took a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, then took it with both hands.

The sound of opening your mouth is a surprise.

"I didn't expect you to find the Northern Wei stone so quickly."

She waved at Zhang Xingzu and said, "Bring some Northern Wei stone."

She had talked about this matter with Zhang Xingzu before, and the small stones had been prepared long ago.

They were all broken into pieces when I was carving the arms, only a little bit as big as a garlic clove.

"Brother Zongtang, bring it!"

She put the stone back at the door.

"You can take it to an appraisal agency to determine whether it is stone from the Northern Wei Dynasty."

She also had some larger gravel.

But she couldn't bear it~

This one was as big as a garlic clove, and she squeezed it out from between her teeth. If she ever encountered something from the Northern Wei Dynasty again, the remaining stones would be very useful.

When Men returned his attention to his arm, he was surprised to find something.

"Why is this finger bent?" he asked, pointing at the Buddha statue's index finger.

Fang Zongtang gave an explanation.

"Look carefully at the sleeping Buddha's eyes. Are they about to open?"

Men Huigui was stunned. He had never looked at this carefully before.

Look carefully now.

"It's true. This sleeping Buddha looked like this when my family gave it to me. I always thought it had its eyes closed and never paid close attention to it. How did you notice it?" Men Huigui asked curiously.