Shen Mojin had just delivered the magic sword.
Shen Yan and Gong Lening continued to give gifts to Gong Hong.
Chen Yan took out a string of Buddhist beads and handed it to Gong Hong, "Grandpa Zeng, this string of Buddhist beads is for you to wear. It can prevent evil spirits from approaching."
Looking at the golden Buddhist beads in his great-grandson's hand, Gong Hong fell in love with them at first sight.
But I don’t know what material this bead is made of.
Gong Hong, "Okay."
At this time, Gong Lening took out a landscape painting that he had been working on for a long time.
She handed it to Gong Hong, "Grandpa Zeng, this is a painting I wanted to give you. It can help you relax when you're bored."
She added a lot of specially made heart-clearing incense and her second brother's wood spiritual power to the painting.
Some elements in the painting were based on the wonderland painting by my uncle.
Gong Hong put on Buddhist beads, took Gong Lening's painting, opened it, placed it on the table, and looked at it carefully for a long time.
"If Ningning's paintings were to become traditional Chinese paintings..." In fact, the level is almost comparable to that of contemporary traditional Chinese painting master Xu.
Gong Hong still has some appreciation ability.
Chi Jiujiu said, "Grandpa, Ningning really likes painting. When she goes to college here in the future, she plans to major in fine arts."
Gong Hong laughed heartily, "Okay, okay, there will be successors." As for what successors meant, there was no need to say it explicitly.
Gong Hong carefully put the painting away.
At this time, Gong Qixu stood up, walked in front of Gong Hong, and took out a spiritual flower sachet with noble and elegant movements.
“Grandpa Zeng, this sachet can calm your mind, please take it first.
Now I will massage you to soothe your meridians."
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