The attendees of the banquet were all curious about what gifts the young masters of the Ou family would give to Old Mr. Ou, gathering around the stage and eagerly looking on.
Qin Sui’an was still sitting at the dining table, her view blocked by the crowd in front. She immediately climbed down from her chair.
However, once she stood on the lawn, her view became even lower. She lowered her little head and looked at her short legs, then glanced at the tall adults in front of her.
Alas, she couldn’t see anything. Ann couldn’t see anything at all.
Seeing little one’s curiosity, Old Madam Ye couldn’t help but suppress a laugh, gently holding her little hand and softly saying, "Come, let’s go up front to see."
"Okay~" Qin Sui’an immediately nodded happily and followed her grandmother.
The previously crowded crowd seemed to sense something suddenly, and everyone simultaneously made way. Old Madam Ye led little one forward amidst the respectful gazes of the crowd, arriving at the front of the stage.
Qin Sui’an’s view was finally unobstructed, and she could see the entire stage clearly.
On the stage, Old Mr. Ou’s eldest son was presenting their father’s sixtieth birthday gift, a statue of Fu, Lu, and Shou carved from precious jade.
This statue had been blessed by a master in the temple, and the Buddha’s light shone upon it, giving off a peaceful aura just by looking at it.
The VIPs below the stage were in an uproar:
"Isn’t this the rare jade that was auctioned off not long ago? With the carving and the blessing, it must be worth millions!"
Old Mr. Ou was smiling broadly, patting his eldest son’s shoulder with satisfaction.
Next, Old Mr. Ou’s second son, the second young master of the Ou family, presented a gift from the calligraphy master Xu Rongqing. The character "Longevity" were vigorous and powerful, with a solid structure and flying strokes, conveying Xu Rongqing’s sincere congratulations.
As soon as this calligraphy was revealed, the VIPs below the stage were once again in an uproar:
"Hasn’t Xu Rongqing been retired for many years?"
"The second young master of the Ou family is so thoughtful, it must have taken quite an effort to find Xu Rongqing..."
At this moment, Old Mr. Ou smiled even more, looking at his second son with great satisfaction.
Next, the third young master of the Ou family presented a set of rare and precious purple clay tea set.
Old Mr. Ou often drank tea, so this tea set was a thoughtful gift that brought a smile to his face.
The fourth young master of the Ou family presented a retro-style vinyl record player.
Some people below the stage whispered in confusion:
"Why did the fourth young master just give a record player?"
"Haven’t you heard? Old Madam Ou used to be a passionate fan of vinyl record players. The Ou family has a display cabinet full of record players bought by Old Madam Ou."
Old Mr. Ou also loved what his wife loved. After his wife passed away, he often tinkered with the record players she left behind.
And the record player that the fourth young master presented happened to be a model that the family didn’t have.
With tears in his eyes, Old Mr. Ou stared at the record player, seemingly lost in thought, reminiscing about the past.
At this moment, Ou Yangfu stepped forward and teasingly said, "Dad, my gift hasn’t been given yet, don’t skip over me."
Old Mr. Ou quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, giving his youngest son a glare. "How could I forget? Your gift costs 11 million."
Such an expensive gift made him curious. What kind of painting did his son buy that would cost 11 million?
Not only was Old Mr. Ou eager to see it, but the VIPs below the stage were also waiting to see what painting the young master of the Ou family would give:
"A painting worth tens of millions, I must take a good look. Seeing it is like earning money!"
"It’s only Ou’s young master who can afford to spend so much money. The most expensive painting in our house is only around ninety thousand."
"Mainly because we haven’t heard of any great artists’ works being auctioned off recently."
"Even though Master Xu Rongqing has come out, there must be other great artists, we just haven’t heard the news."
"Could it be a work by Master Zhu Xiulin?"
"Although Master Zhu Xiulin has also been retired for many years, but Master Xu Rongqing has as well, right? So there is still the possibility!"
Amidst the increasingly excited discussions, Ou Yangfu clapped his hands, and two bodyguards carefully brought up his gift.
Old Mr. Ou didn’t have high hopes, and when he glanced at his son’s smug face, he felt like rolling his eyes.
With all the guests watching, Old Mr. Ou still gave his youngest son face, smiling as he uncovered the cloth covering the painting.
What caught everyone’s eyes was a lifelike painting.
Old Mr. Ou’s gaze froze as soon as it touched the painting.
In the painting, he, in his twenties, was holding a child, smiling happily. Standing beside him was also his wife in her twenties. Surrounding them were his other four sons, as well as his mother and father.
Counting them, there were nine people in the painting, and each one was recognizable to Old Mr. Ou with just a glance.
He remembered. The time depicted in the painting was during his youngest son’s first birthday celebration.
At that time, his wife was healthy, his parents, though gray-haired, were still alive, and his sons were still young and inexperienced, with the oldest being just in his teens.
That was also the happiest time of his life.
When he saw the record player that his fourth son had given, Old Mr. Ou’s emotions had already started to stir. Now, seeing this painting, he couldn’t hold back his tears.
Ou Yangfu was startled. Instead of the expected cheerful atmosphere, his father was crying. He quickly handed over a handkerchief. "Dad, what’s wrong? Isn’t this painting very well done? Why are you crying? Don’t you like it?"
Old Mr. Ou took the handkerchief, wiping his tears, but couldn’t bear to blink. His gaze was fixed on the painting, carefully examining it.
The painting was really good, too good! The scene of that day seemed to be replaying in front of him, causing tears to flow uncontrollably.
Below the stage, the others also saw the painting and the discussions grew louder:
"Who is the painter? The skill is too amazing! It’s so lifelike!"
"No wonder it costs 11 million. With such skill, I would also be willing to spend 11 million!"
"Ou Young Master is really filial. I heard he traveled to many countries and places to find this painter who satisfied him!"
"I’ve been to over a thousand art exhibitions, at least hundreds, but this style is exceptionally powerful and has a special aura. Who is the painter?"
"There are so many details in this painting. It must have taken at least a week to complete!"
"Could it be Master Zhu Xiulin? Master Zhu Xiulin’s paintings also have a unique aura."
"But Master Zhu Xiulin has also been retired for a long time..."
The atmosphere was lively below the stage, and the atmosphere on stage was also heating up.
Seeing his father wiping tears and staring at the painting, Ou Yangfu didn’t say anything, feeling both anxious and worried in his heart.
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