Chapter 8 Fake



The setting sun dyed the clouds golden and red, covering the entire sky.

A few rays of slanting sunlight lingered on the courtyard wall, and a handful of sunset was broken among the locust leaves, just like the most unique colors of the 1980s.

There was a noisy jingling sound beside her ears. Li Xiujun walked quickly and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She didn't care, wiped the back of her hand, and rushed into the Gu family: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

Mr. Li hadn't seen his old friend for a long time, and he usually stayed at home all day, so he was very bored. He finally found someone to talk to, and before he knew it, it was half past five.

"You're a girl, why are you always making such a fuss? Don't worry, Grandpa won't run away."

Although he was scolding her, his eyes were filled with love for his granddaughter.

On the way back, Li Xiujun deliberately took a detour to pick up some things: "These are vitamins, calcium tablets, and some health products. Grandpa, remember to take them every day. I also bought a few sets of clothes for you..."

Of course, it was all her own money.

"What's there to buy? You're just wasting money! I have plenty of clothes. I've made some money with great difficulty, so I'm going to keep it for myself."

Hearing the noise, Old Man Gu stroked his beard and said enviously, "Brother, you are so lucky. If these brats in my family can learn half of what Xiujun has, I won't have to worry anymore."

Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

Gu Ming was carrying large and small bags and was breathing heavily from exhaustion.

He simply couldn't understand why he couldn't even catch up with the petite girl. No matter how hard he tried to chase her, she always left him far behind.

After entering the house, Gu Ming quickly unloaded his burden and asked the servants to help take the things down and pack them up.

Only the box containing the tea cups was left.

After all, he had spent 30,000 yuan to buy this treasure, and he was afraid that it would be damaged by those clumsy servants.

On the other hand, hadn't Grandpa always loved collecting antiques? A compliment for nothing, so why not?

Li Xiujun understood his vanity and arrogance best, so she added another piece of firewood and said, "Why don't you put it away? What if it gets bumped or dented?"

Mr. Gu took a look and was in a very good mood.

"It seems that not only you, my elder brother, are blessed, but I am also blessed. Gu Ming, why don't you take it out and let me see it."

It was natural to think that this was a gift from his grandson.

Gu Ming had never expected this sudden change, and he stammered something in response.

The sound was so quiet that no one could hear it.

"Xiujun is back? No wonder it's so lively." Something happened in the shop that Gu Qingming was in charge of, so he left in the middle of the conversation.

Perhaps it was the smell of cigarettes that he accidentally picked up while socializing, which mixed with the original cedar scent on his body.

In her previous life, Li Xiujun hated Gu Ming so much when he got drunk, with his body covered in the turbidity of alcohol and cigarette butts.

But at this moment, there was no bad mood at all.

On the contrary, I think it smells very good.

The thick cedar wrapped in smoke is more like a wooden house with a burning fire that you suddenly see after a heavy snowfall.

Fortunately, no one noticed her unusual behavior. Gu Qingming also noticed the box on the ground and joked, "Oh, it seems that we got something good this afternoon."

"Why are you being so shy like a girl? Hurry up and open it and take a look."

Although Mr. Gu is old, his powerful voice has not diminished at all.

Gu Ming was startled and looked sad. He said while observing carefully: "Grandpa, this is not for you."

There was a moment of silence in the room where you could hear a pin drop.

Li Xiujun was almost bursting with joy.

This person with low emotional intelligence is obviously throwing his grandfather's face to the ground and even stepping on it a few times.

If she discovered this, she only needed to act as a pusher behind the scenes from time to time, and Gu Ming would naturally fall into the trap.

"It's just a broken box, who cares about it?" Old Master Gu was so angry that his beard stood up and he picked up his walking stick and stabbed the ground hard.

With a thud, Gu Ming shuddered.

"If it's not, then it's not. It's the same as showing it to us for inspection." Gu Qingming was calm and composed, without any impetuousness: "You can't even not take a look at it."

It's like giving them a way out.

Gu Ming nodded, swallowed his saliva, opened the lock in the middle, and a tea cup appeared in front of everyone.

Just this tortoise shell glaze, he had seen at least five hundred, if not a thousand, of them in his life.

What's more, it's so small.

Old Master Gu snorted coldly and looked away, as if he was afraid that he would be considered rare.

The only two people in the audience who could tell at a glance that it was a fake were the grandfather and grandson of the Li family.

Old Master Li frowned and looked at his granddaughter, but he didn't see anything unusual.

Gu Qingming put on gloves and carefully identified the age of the tea cup.

Grandpa always says that he is not ambitious and does not strive for progress. But today, no matter what he says, he can finally stand out.

After such a long time, Gu Ming finally realized that the 30,000 yuan he spent was more than worth it.

He was happily thinking that he would ask his grandfather for some pocket money and then go to the mahjong hall with his friends. At this time, his uncle's indifferent voice was like a thunderclap exploding in his ears.

"Fang Song, fake."

Gu Qingming is not as experienced as those of them who have lived for more than half of their lives, but he has been immersed in antiques for a long time and has rarely made mistakes.

“…Fake…Fake?” Gu Ming’s eyes widened, and his legs became uncontrollable, shaking like sieve chaff.

He had imagined every possible outcome, but he had never imagined that the cup was fake.

Li Xiujun stepped forward first, tears welling in her eyes and a face full of regret: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't told you that this tea cup is beautiful and has tortoise shell glaze, Brother Gu Ming wouldn't have bought it."

"If I had stopped Brother Gu Ming at the time and been more resolute, we would have only bought a pocket watch at most..."

These words are very clear in their direction.

After explaining the whole story, he took all the blame on himself. It seemed that he had completely cut off ties with Gu Ming, but in fact, he pushed him into the abyss.

Gu Ming was in a panic and didn't pay attention to the hidden meaning in her words.

At this moment, he didn't care whether this was the person he wanted to pursue.

Like a drowning person, he suddenly found a way out: "Yes! Grandpa, it's all her fault! If she hadn't instigated me, I wouldn't have—"

Mr. Gu's cane struck him hard on the back. His lips twitched for a moment before he burst into curses.

"How dare you blame others! Girls all know that everyone is responsible for their own actions, and you, the culprit, are putting all the responsibility on others!"

"Did they force you to pay? Did they force you to buy it? How could my Gu family have such a wicked grandson like you? I'm so angry!"

In his early years, Mr. Gu served as a soldier for a period of time in order to protect himself. As his family became wealthy, he took good care of himself.

He hit the victim with the stick with all his strength, but it was definitely not just a tickle.

Gu Ming hunched half of his body on the ground, gasping in pain.

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List