Huang Wenshan was furious: "You, you, you! You heartless brat! Where did you learn such slang and banter!"
"Master, do you even know what tea talk is?" Little Yuzi looked at Huang Wenshan curiously.
With a snort, Huang Wenshan said, "Of course, I started learning from you when you were live streaming, and I've learned quite a bit!"
"Hehehe, about Master drinking~" Little Yuzi looked at Huang Wenshan with a happy smile.
Huang Wenshan yelled, "Don't talk nonsense! I'm warning you!"
"snort!"
The two bickered as they walked into the inner courtyard.
"You brat, you're only arriving now!" Old Liu shouted from his rocking chair, his voice booming, a far cry from the kind old man he had met at the exhibition.
Upon hearing Old Liu's voice, Huang Wenshan immediately changed his attitude: "Master, I've brought Xiaoyouzi."
"Oh dear, my little Youyou." Old Liu's serious expression couldn't be maintained at all.
He immediately looked towards the door, a smile appearing on his wrinkled face as he met Xiaoyouzi's clear eyes: "Oh, it's Xiaoyouzi."
"Grandmaster~" Little Yuzi ran in happily, holding a painting in her hand.
Old Liu hugged Little Youzi tightly, his face beaming with joy.
His gaze fell on Xiaoyouzi's hand holding the painting tube, and he asked curiously, "Oh, Xiaoyouzi, what are you holding in your hand?"
"It's a painting for my grandmaster and grandma," Xiaoyouzi said with a smile, waving the painting in her hand.
Just then, an elegant lady came out; it was none other than Mr. Liu's wife, Sheng Yunci.
Sheng Yunci wore a dark green cheongsam with a gold-embroidered stand-up collar, the two frog buttons fastened tightly.
"You're here, and you even brought a gift?" Sheng Yunci smiled as she looked at Xiaoyouzi.
Old Liu smiled and asked, "Did you buy the painting?"
"Of course not! I drew it myself!" Little Yuzu looked at Old Liu with great interest, her eyes sparkling with hope.
She really wanted to hear the comments from a master of traditional Chinese painting to see what level she had reached.
"Really? Let Grandmaster take a look." Old Master Liu completely ignored Huang Wenshan standing to the side and was about to open the painting tube that Xiaoyouzi handed over with great interest.
Sheng Yunci glanced at the many things Huang Wenshan was carrying and couldn't help but say, "Xiaoshan, you must be tired carrying so many things. Let's put them in."
"Hey, this is tea that Xiaoyouzi's family sent for Master. And this is wine they sent me, I heard it's over twenty years old, I brought it to taste with Master." Huang Wenshan chuckled and placed the items on the table inside.
Old Liu looked up at him and gave him an approving look: "You're a good lad, you know how to get things done."
"Drink less, you two." Sheng Yunci glared at Old Liu: "Old Liu, you too."
Old Liu smiled and said, "Let's not talk about that for now. Ah Ci, let Xiao Li serve the dishes. I want to take a look at the painting my little darling gave me first."
“Your master is just a painting fanatic, really.” Sheng Yunci shook her head and went into the living room.
Seeing this, Huang Wenshan winked at Xiaoyouzi and caught up with Sheng Yunci: "Master's wife, let me help you."
"Take a look at Xiaoyou's painting." Old Liu smiled and opened Xiaoyou's painting scroll.
He was stunned the moment he saw the painting…
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