Chapter 232 Banquet Slap 8
Xu Wei's face turned pale, "No, this is not what Zhizhi gave me!"
She ran forward and blocked Mrs. Liu with one hand. Then, she took out the gift box and unfolded Master He's calligraphy and painting. "Mom, this is a gift from Zhizhi to you!"
There are also rules in the literary world. Master Liu is well-known, and as for Master He...
Old Mrs. Lu had no intention of looking at them anymore. She sneered and was about to ask them to leave. At this moment, Bai Yao cried out "Ouch", stepped forward, pushed Xu Wei aside, and snatched the calligraphy and painting from Mrs. Liu's hand with one hand.
"What Master He? That was a gift from you, my second sister-in-law, right? Fu Zhike said that the calligraphy and painting she gave was valuable and thoughtful! How could it be compared with the calligraphy and painting of Master He! I have to unfold her calligraphy and painting to take a look!"
"It looks like a painting by a famous artist, otherwise Mrs. Bai wouldn't be so excited..."
"The only calligraphy master more famous than Master Liu is probably Senior Fu Jiang!"
"But Senior Fu Jiang stopped writing ten years ago. His calligraphy and paintings are not available even at auctions! If you are lucky enough to see them today, it would be a great honor!"
Perhaps the scene was too grand, and someone guessed Fu Jiang. For a moment, many people were looking forward to the famous scene.
Bai Yao smiled. She had just found out that Fu Zhi had casually written a piece of lousy calligraphy and was deliberately looking for trouble.
Xu Wei still wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The calligraphy and painting were slowly unfolded.
On the right side of the painting of summer lotus, there is a line of plum blossom small seal script.
“When a man does good, a hundred good deeds are not enough; when a man does evil, one evil deed is enough.”
The brushstrokes are sharp and penetrating, and the lotus in the painting is lifelike.
"I remember that Senior Fu Jiang loved lotus the most. Could this be Senior Fu Jiang's real calligraphy and painting?"
As the words fell, Mrs. Lu also became excited. She walked forward and without waiting for praise, her face suddenly changed when she saw the second word.
Lu Jingqing's family felt even more embarrassed when they saw the calligraphy and painting being unfolded, and they didn't know how to explain it.
The two words "Fu Zhi" appeared abruptly and clearly in front of everyone, seeming extremely absurd.
The guests at the banquet looked at Fu Zhi in disbelief, ranging from anticipation to astonishment.
"Bastard! Bastard!" Old Mrs. Lu clenched her fists and took a deep breath. If Lu Jingqing hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed forward and fought Fu Zhi to the death.
Bai Yao's cry became even more exaggerated: "Fu Zhi, what do you mean by this? Giving such an item at your grandmother's banquet will only make others laugh at our Lu family!"
She pointed at Fu Zhi with one hand, scolding and expressing dissatisfaction.
After taking a few deep breaths, he turned his gaze to Master Liu's disciple not far away, signaling him to come out and comment on Fu Zhi's unfilial behavior!
But the man was just staring at his phone and didn't notice Bai Yao's gaze.
Fu Zhi pursed his lips, and looked at Bai Yao with his dark almond eyes without any ripples, saying: "This calligraphy and painting is really valuable."
"How funny! Fu Zhi, you don't think that just because you have the same last name as Master Fu Jiang, you really think of yourself as an elder, do you? My mother is kind and acknowledges you as her granddaughter and recognizes your identity, but you repay kindness with evil and give my mother a slap in the face by giving her this rubbish! You ungrateful bastard, get out of the Lu family!" Bai Yao finally seized the opportunity and was determined to avenge the previous humiliation.
Everyone around looked at Fu Zhi with dissatisfaction.
Fu Zhike is 17 years old now, but if she was a three-year-old baby, she could be called innocent. She was fooling around on such an important day and took out the calligraphy and paintings she had scribbled.
What she did would only make people feel ashamed!
(End of this chapter)
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