Everyone in the room was looking towards the door. Seeing Zhou Xiang frowning and looking into the main room, Teacher Mao also turned his head to follow her gaze.
The expression on the young man's face was still there, and his expression was obviously directed at Zhou Niao.
Teacher Mao is also a straightforward person. As an artist, he basically doesn't know how to beat around the bush.
"Wang Wenxiang, what's with that expression on your face? Who are you looking down on? Who are you mocking?"
Wang Shanlu immediately glanced sideways upon hearing this. The sneer on his son's face was just scared away by Mao Binzhi's words, and he saw it clearly.
He was immediately filled with anger. Not to mention that Mao Binzhi was a protective person, he also liked the well-behaved and sensible Zhou Niao!
No one knows a son better than his father. The son must have been mocking Zhou Niao's IQ. This stupid guy, in the world of art, IQ is secondary and spirituality is the most important.
It's something that can't be taught no matter how hard you try. He uses his name to gain fame and reputation and feels complacent all day long, but he never thought about what would happen if his father was gone?
At this moment, he wished Zhou Niao was his son instead of the bastard in front of him.
"Wang Wenxiang, apologize to Zhou Niao immediately."
Zhou Xiang waved his hand. "No need. This will only make him dislike my elder brother even more. I don't care why Comrade Wang Wenxiang despises my elder brother. From now on, I hope he won't set foot in Teacher Mao's house again. He will pollute this pure air."
Wang Shanlu's face changed slightly. He originally wanted Mao Binzhi to give some advice to his son, as his son was more prominent in portrait painting.
Mao Binzhi nodded and said, "Yes, Wang Wenxiang, please don't come here again. You are not welcome in my home."
This one sentence blocked Wang Shanlu's mouth and his plea for mercy was stuck in his throat.
Zhao Jingya's face also looked unhappy. Although Zhou Niao's IQ was not high, after getting along with her for so long, she didn't care what others said about her husband taking in a low-IQ apprentice, because outsiders didn't understand how good Zhou Niao was.
However, he could put on such a face in front of the master's family and the apprentice's family. If they often interact with each other in the future, I don't know how he will treat Zhou Niao behind his back!
She picked up the gift that Wang Shanlu had brought from the table and stuffed it into Wang Wenxiang's hand. "Take it back! No matter what your purpose is today, there's no need to speak."
Wang Wenxiang's face turned pale as he looked at his father. Wang Shanlu's face was also grim. This was the first time in his life that he was personally driven away by the master of the house, and he felt too guilty to get angry.
With embarrassment, he said goodbye to Mao Binzhi, and then walked out the door without even looking at Zhou Xiang.
Wang Wenxiang hurried after him with the gift in her arms.
After they left the courtyard, Zhou Xiang bowed slightly to Mao Binzhi and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not polite and took over the guest's role."
Mao Binzhi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I didn't want to respond to what Lao Wang hinted at. It just so happens that you helped me get rid of him."
Zhou Xiang was stunned. Teacher Mao, you are such a treacherous person!
Zhao Jingya couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, you have to maintain your image."
Mao Binzhi coughed dryly and immediately put on a serious face.
"Teacher Mao, don't you think it's a bit too late?"
“It’s not too late!”
Zhao Jingya smiled and walked over to Zhou Xiang, pulling his arm. "Come on, I saw you guys went into the pot room. Are you bringing anything again? You're always like this, making us feel embarrassed."
Zhou Xiang obeyed her strength and went to the pot room together. "My elder brother and I are here to give you New Year gifts. These are all selected by my elder brother."
Zhao Jingya saw that the big wicker basket contained fish and meat, while the small wicker basket contained snacks that she and her two daughters loved to eat, as well as Maofeng tea that her husband loved to drink.
When she heard that it was Zhou Niao who selected them, she felt even more satisfied. She believed that the apprentices and sons of her husband's friends might not be as thoughtful as Zhou Niao.
"Zhou Niao is a good kid, well-behaved, sensible and caring. His two junior sisters also like him very much."
When Zhou Xiang smiled, his eyes curved.
"Big brother is always bragging about his two junior sisters at home. Sometimes, I get jealous."
Praise each other, everyone.
Zhao Jingya's smile became more sincere. "Shall we have lunch here?"
"No, we have to hurry home. We have a lot of homework to do during this winter break. We need to get home early so we can get back to studying."
"Okay! Studying is important."
Yaya, Zhenzhen, Luo Shaoqiang and others were having fun in the playroom. When they saw Zhou Xiang coming back, they ran to the door and waved to her.
"Sister Xiangxiang, come play with us!"
"You guys have fun! It's time to eat soon, so I won't take off my shoes when I go in."
The three of them turned around and continued.
Entering the dining room, Xiao Chunmei sat by the kitchen door peeling garlic. "How is it? Does Uncle Xiao agree?"
Xiao Chunmei shook her head. "My dad told me to go back on the 28th and come back on the 3rd."
"Okay then!" Zhou wanted to know that everyone valued reunion during the Chinese New Year.
In the afternoon, because there were many people studying, we moved to the dining table in the dining room, and the fire outside was burning brightly.
Zhou wanted to arrange for his eldest brother to study with Luo Shaoqiang and the others. Yaya was in the first grade, Luo Shaoqiang and Zhenzhen were both in the third grade, and Zhenzhen was delayed for two years.
Zhou Niao can read the third-grade textbook and recognize many words. Zhou wants Luo Shaoqiang to give his elder brother a grid notebook.
Zhou Niao sat happily next to Luo Shaoqiang and wrote seriously.
Zhou Xiang checked and found that his elder brother's handwriting was quite neat. "Not bad, write it like this."
Then he took Yaya's first-grade math textbook and explained it to his eldest brother, asking him to write it according to the exercises after class.
"Okay! I can do it. I can calculate all these."
"Yeah! Big brother, when you have nothing to do, study with Qiangqiang and Yaya."
"OK."
In the past, I only taught my eldest brother to read and write, but it’s time for him to learn math as well, and it’s just right for him to follow Yaya.
After doing homework for several days in a row, on the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhou Xiang took a group of people, big and small, to the supply and marketing cooperative store.
Zhou Niao was very excited. He had money and he could buy a lot of fireworks.
"Yaya, Qiangqiang, Zhenzhen, you can buy whatever fireworks you like. I'll pay for them. I have money."
The three younger ones nodded, "Okay, thank you, big brother."
"You're welcome."
In the store, there were a few people buying firecrackers. Zhou Niao first listed what he wanted to buy. "I want fireworks, double dragons playing with pearls, colorful tubes, parachutes, glow sticks, and crackers. I want two of each."
Two boards? The salesperson was puzzled.
Zhou Xiang added, "Take out four boxes of all the fireworks my eldest brother mentioned, no matter how many are in each box."
"Do you want firecrackers and a set square?"
"Yes, there are so many people, there may not be enough varieties to choose from."
Then, all eight of them left, holding their favorite fireworks.
The salesperson and those customers were all shocked. This kid from the Zhou family was such a spendthrift. Not only did he waste money on buying so many fireworks, but the money was obviously paid by the eldest son of the Zhou family. Did even the idiot eldest son of the Zhou family have so much pocket money?
The eight people returned to Zhou's house, and Zhou Yu asked her eldest brother if he had hers. She knew that it was her eldest brother who paid for it.
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