Wang Xiuying took away two sets of clothes from the store, one was a long dress, and the other was a pair of wide-leg pants and a dacron shirt with bat sleeves. Both of them looked decent and showed off her figure.
Liu Meiyun gave her a 40% discount and also gave Tiantian a small skirt. Wang Xiuying quickly refused: "Don't do that in business. An 80% discount is enough. I can buy Tiantian's skirt as well."
"Sister-in-law, are you being polite to me?" Liu Meiyu said firmly, "Others are giving 20% off, how can I give you 20% off? You're still being polite to me when you gave Tiantian a dress. If you keep being so polite, I won't go shopping with you next time."
Wang Xiuying couldn't win the argument with Liu Meiyu, so in the end she had no choice but to shamelessly take advantage of her.
The two of them returned to the military compound with a "change of appearance". Over at the family compound, they saw that Wang Xiuying had become a different person after going out. She was fashionable and pretty, and looked several years younger. They came up to her, praising her and asking her questions with envy.
Wang Xiuying accepted Liu Meiyu's favor of giving her clothes, so naturally she spared no effort to promote Huamei Clothing Store.
As for Liu Meiyu, she returned home with her three little kids.
After the grandfather and his friends knew that Xiaobao had signed up to learn table tennis at the Children's Palace, they all started to praise him.
Especially the old man, who is already very old, but still said that he wanted to personally make a pair of table tennis rackets for his great-grandson. I couldn't stop him!
"What is this that Dabao brought back? It's so dirty. I'll wash it first."
Mother Wu saw that Dabao brought back a pile of broken copper and iron. She thought that the other things would rust easily when exposed to water, so she wiped them with a dry cloth. However, Dabao said that he wanted to put the bamboo tube on the table as a pen holder, so she prepared to wash it with soapy water.
"Let me see." The old man put on his reading glasses and wanted to see what treasures his great-great-grandson had brought back.
"It's very dirty, please don't put it on your clothes." Mother Wu handed it over and wiped it twice with a towel.
The outside of the bamboo tube was full of holes and the gaps were filled with dust and dirt, and it was impossible to tell what the carved figure was.
The old man looked at his hand carefully for a long time, and the more he looked, the deeper his brows wrinkled.
"Just watch for a moment. I'm going to help Meiyun cook." Seeing that her grandfather was pondering for a long time, Mother Wu simply went into the kitchen to get busy.
In the evening, when the family sat around the table to eat, the old man suddenly said to Lu Wanjun: "Wanjun, when you get off work tomorrow, take this pen holder to Xiao Shao's place."
Lu Wanjun took a quick look and put down her chopsticks: "Dad, do you think this is an antique?"
“I think it looks like it.”
The old man looked at it with his reading glasses for a full forty minutes, and then wiped it clean with a cloth and looked at it carefully. He felt that the figures carved on the bamboo tube were very lifelike and definitely not something that could be carved by just any ordinary person.
Although he didn't know how to appraise treasures, he had worked as a carpenter for many years and he liked to carve small things. The more he looked at the bamboo tube, the more he thought it might be an old item.
"Grandpa, is this true?"
When Liu Meiyu heard that the pen holder picked up by her eldest son might be a real antique, her eyes lit up immediately. She stopped eating and picked up the pen holder to examine it carefully.
The old man smiled and said, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know tomorrow when Wanjun takes it to others for inspection."
She had to wait until tomorrow, but Liu Meiyu was so excited that she couldn't sleep at night. She temporarily "requisitioned" the pen holder from Dabao, put it on the desk in her bedroom, and carefully wiped the dust off with a small cloth.
After wiping it clean, she didn't know if the old man's words had any effect on her, but the more she looked at it, the more it looked like an antique.
When Lu Changzheng returned to the room after taking a shower, he saw his wife sitting on the bed, staring at the broken bamboo tube for a long time.
He climbed onto the bed: "Wife, stop looking, it's time to go to bed."
"Right away." Liu Meiyu wiped it twice, put the bamboo tube in the cupboard, and then crawled into the quilt.
Seeing his wife lying down obediently, Lu Changzheng was just about to do something when he heard her ask, "Do you know who the 'Xiao Shao' that Grandpa was talking about is?"
Lu Changzheng reached into his clothes and replied casually, "Shao Linwen, a friend of my aunt. I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Mr. Shao?" Liu Meiyu sat up from the bed in surprise.
Lu Changzheng: "Do you know him?"
"Does he work at the Bunshukan and is his calligraphy amazing?"
Lu Changzheng nodded: "It seems that he has retired. His calligraphy is pretty good. The couplets on our door were given by him last year. You can also pronounce the characters beautifully."
“!!!!”
Liu Meiyu's mind suddenly flashed back to last year's Chinese New Year when Lu Wanjun brought a pair of couplets home, saying they were given to her by a friend. She thought the calligraphy was beautiful, so she just praised a few words and didn't take it seriously.
A few months after the New Year, the couplets on the door were exposed to the wind and sun, and the edges were peeling and curling, which looked ugly. Xiaobao also tore half of it. She said something to Lu Wanjun and tore it off completely.
If she had known earlier that it was Teacher Shao Linwen’s calligraphy, she would have framed it and kept it!
"What's wrong?" Lu Changzheng looked confused. Seeing Liu Meiyun's expression, he guessed, "Will Uncle Shao be very powerful in the future?"
"Yes." Liu Meiyun nodded: "He is a calligraphy master. He has held calligraphy exhibitions. One of his works can be sold for at least five figures. He has appeared on a cultural relic restoration program and was very popular. He has also appeared on the Spring Festival Gala."
"Spring Festival Gala?"
He could barely understand the previous part about Lu Changzheng, but he didn't quite understand what the "Spring Festival Gala" was.
Cyndi Lau: "It's the Spring Festival Gala, which is broadcast on New Year's Eve. It's not available now, but you can watch it next year during the Spring Festival.
As for Teacher Shao Linwen, Liu Meiyu had only seen him on TV before. She would take time to watch the show during meals and accompany clients to see his calligraphy exhibition. In order to get an order, she even spent tens of thousands of yuan out of her own pocket to buy a calligraphy piece by Mr. Shao as a gift to a client.
"Tell my aunt tomorrow that I want to visit her too."
"Okay, I'll take you there on my bike after work." Lu Changzheng picked the person up again and was no longer in the mood to listen to other people's affairs.
Liu Meiyun grabbed the man's restless hand and asked, "What are you doing?"
Lu Changzheng turned over and pressed over, his eyes were already confused, and he joked with rapid breathing: "Didn't you say that Uncle Shao's calligraphy is very valuable? I'm thick-skinned, so I'll go and get two more for you."
"You are so shameless." Liu Meiyu glared at him.
Lu Changzheng nodded randomly, his voice hoarse and urgent: "Well, wife, I have no shame."
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