Chapter 341 Giving Gifts
“Beep.”
Zheng Zhiyuan wrote large calligraphy characters and glanced at the two people standing at the door.
Jiang Chen was forced to follow, after all, his hands were still handcuffed.
Ye Rou held the scroll and smiled sweetly.
"Grandpa, I went out shopping today and bought you a gift."
When Zheng Zhiyuan saw her flattering smile, he knew what she was up to.
This is because I am afraid that he will be angry, so I come to coax him.
"Come in." Zheng Zhiyuan put down the brush. Even though he tried his best to keep a straight face, the corners of his mouth that were secretly raised still revealed his happiness.
Jiang Chen was dragged into the study by Ye Rou with a sullen face.
Ye Rou held the scroll and said seriously, "Grandpa, you will definitely like this gift."
She glanced at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of the study and nodded firmly.
Zheng Zhiyuan laughed.
In fact, he would be very happy no matter what Xiaorou gave him.
Seeing Ye Rou untying the rope outside the scroll, Zheng Zhiyuan perked up and frantically wanted to think of words to praise Xiao Rou.
You must give Xiaorou emotional feedback immediately and not let her return disappointed the first time you give her a gift.
No matter what you give him, he can praise it.
Zheng Zhiyuan waited intently.
The axis head rotated, and the yellowed and torn rice paper slowly emerged, revealing some of the characters inside.
Zheng Zhiyuan's eyes lit up slightly.
Good handwriting!
The font is full and thick, rounded, with natural and smooth transitions, and the font is smart and coherent. The fonts are closely arranged and follow the flow of the text, opening and closing, and majestic. It is really a good font!
Zheng Zhiyuan compared his own handwriting with the calligraphy and was surprised to find that it was far inferior.
My realm and techniques are all inferior to others.
Zheng Zhiyuan said happily, "Xiao Rou, which calligraphy master wrote this? It's really well written."
Ye Rou glanced at the signature and said casually, "Wang Xizhi."
"Oh." Zheng Zhiyuan concentrated on reading the words and responded casually.
After a while, he reacted.
Zheng Zhiyuan's body stiffened inch by inch, his voice hoarse, "Who are you talking about?"
Ye Rou repeated, "Wang Xizhi."
"Wang Xizhi..." Zheng Zhiyuan spoke each word with great difficulty. "Are you talking about the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, the master and innovator of various calligraphy styles, revered by emperors of all dynasties, a role model for later calligraphers, the one who wrote the best running script in the world, the most famous calligrapher in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and even in 5,000 years of history?!"
Ye Rou was dizzy after being bombarded with such a long list of names.
"It should be... him." Ye Rou flipped through the scroll, "Let me take another look."
She flipped the pages quickly and with great force, causing the already broken and old rice paper to make noises.
Zheng Zhiyuan called out to her out of concern.
"Xiao Rou, put it down quickly and let grandpa confirm it."
"Ah?" Ye Rou didn't understand, but she still put down the scroll obediently.
Zheng Zhiyuan stood there and took a few deep breaths, then walked forward carefully, not daring to touch it. He carefully examined the signature, and fearing that he couldn't see it clearly, he took out a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully.
Ye Rou took Jiang Chen two steps back to make way for Grandpa, "Grandpa, why are you so excited?"
Jiang Chen: "I'm so happy to receive the gift."
His words were emotional and somewhat sarcastic.
Ye Rou was helpless, "Why are you unhappy that my grandpa accepted the gift?"
Jiang Chen was even more unhappy when he saw that she was really unconscious.
He suddenly held Ye Rou's face and squeezed the flesh on the sides of her face towards the middle, causing her plump and bright lips to pout.
"Jiang Chen, let me go!"
Ye Rou's face turned red when she thought of her grandfather still being there.
She protested softly and vaguely, while trying to pry Jiang Chen's hands away.
Jiang Chen didn't let go.
He accompanied Ye Rou in delivering gifts. Even the three maids received gifts, but he received nothing.
"Ye Rou, where is my gift?"
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Rou, looking like a scoundrel who couldn't get a gift out and was kissing her here.
Ye Rou was so angry that she pinched him.
Jiang Chen's arms were tense, and he couldn't pinch even a bit of flesh.
Ye Rou said angrily: "You have it too."
Jiang Chen finally let go with satisfaction.
Ye Rou rubbed her cheek, and a large wheat-colored hand suddenly stretched out in front of her.
She was startled and covered her cheeks, "Don't pinch me anymore."
"I won't pinch you, this is my gift." Jiang Chen moved his fingers and urged Ye Rou.
Only then did Ye Rou take out the gift she had prepared for Jiang Chen.
It is a white jade ring.
It was also bought at a man’s stall. Its future value is RMB 2,000,000. It is not as expensive as the gift she gave to her grandfather, but it was indeed the one she spent the most money on.
She fell in love with the ring at first sight, and even though the man saw through her thoughts and asked for two hundred yuan, she bought it without hesitation.
Because this ring carving particularly touched her.
This jade ring is not made of pure white jade, but is dyed with a hint of green.
But the wonderful thing is that the master who carved this white jade ring carved an extremely delicate and small leaf on the only place dyed green, with vivid patterns and lifelike appearance.
It was precisely because of this exquisitely carved leaf that Ye Rou was attracted at first sight and decided to buy it as a gift to Jiang Chen.
The jade ring with leaves on it was like a label, and wearing it on Jiang Chen's hand was like labeling her.
Jiang Chen looked at the small and delicate green leaves and said seriously, "I like it very much."
He has long fingers, and this jade ring looks particularly good on him.
"I have a really good eye." Ye Rou held Jiang Chen's hand and kept looking at him, not forgetting to brag about herself.
"It's Wang Xizhi, it's really Wang Xizhi!"
Grandpa suddenly shouted, which scared Ye Rou and she turned around to look.
After Zheng Zhiyuan finished yelling, his body tilted and he fainted.
"Grandpa!"
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