Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 79

As soon as He Changzai entered Lin Shuyan's house, he was shocked. Bentley, Maybach, Ferrari, BMW and other sports cars were parked in the yard, with a swimming pool and fountain.

The whole small building is luxuriously and elegantly decorated, and it is properly a wealthy family.

Lin Shuyan took a look at He Changzai who was beside her, and said: "When you enter the house, don't be nervous, just treat it as if you are farming in the field, an ordinary thing will do!"

He Changzai sighed and said, "Hey, why am I so nervous, it's not the first time for a big girl to get on a sedan chair!"

Lin Shuyan stared at He Changzai, as if guessing something happened, but she didn't say anything.

When the two walked into the room, Lin Shuyan's seven aunts and eight aunts saw that they were very close to Lin Shuyan, walking together, dressed in street clothes, He Changzai in shabby clothes.

They were all shocked, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them was real.

Lin Shuyan has always had a higher eye than the top, and she can fall in love with a poor boy from the countryside.

No matter how you look at this matter, why do you think it is absurd!

When Wang Jingya thought of her daughter, the president of Tangtang Cosmetics Company, contemptuous of herself, and being with a poor boy, she felt annoyed. She looked mean and said:

"Shuyan, I asked you to come on a blind date, why did you bring your cousin from the country here, really, there are still leftovers in the kitchen, let him eat some to go home!"

Lin Shuyan curled her lips, showing displeasure, and said, "Mom, how can you say that, the person beside you is my boyfriend!"

Angrily, Wang Jing threw a teacup on the table on the ground, broke it into pieces, and said coldly:
"It's just nonsense. I know that you are devoted to your career and don't want to get married, but you bring the poor boy home. Isn't that sincere and angry with me!"

Seeing that her mother was angry, Lin Shuyan was a little anxious, and explained:
"Chang Zai is not a poor boy, he is the second largest shareholder of our company who grows a sky-high priced winter grass!"

Wang Jingya shivered angrily, and mocked: "It turns out that a farmer with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky is also the second largest shareholder of the company. It's ridiculous. You think you can grow gold bumps in the ground!"

Lin Shuyan's seventh aunt and eighth aunt agreed one after another, ridiculing:

"Farmer, how many people are still farming now? A farmer who picks up dung dares to run to Lin's house. I don't know who gave you the courage!"

"Don't you know that in this era, businessmen and bosses are the most popular, and farmers are a symbol of the poor, what a fart!"

"Now is no longer the era of farmers, but the era of e-commerce giants like Guo Shao's father. Only those who have no ability and vision will go to the countryside to farm!"

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When He Changzai heard that the people sitting here could not understand farmers, he frowned slightly, glanced at everyone, and said angrily:

"May I ask what you eat all day long? Isn't it all grown by our farmers under the sun and hard work? If you say that, don't you forget your origin!"

Wang Jingya put her hands on her hips and looked like a shrew. She picked up the painting that Guo Feng sent from the table, looked at He Changzai with a look of disdain, and said:

"Boy, don't use your tongue. Do you know what this is? The pictures of ladies drawn by Qiu Ying, a calligrapher and painter of the Ming Dynasty, are worth tens of millions. This calligraphy and painting is the quintessence of the country. Even a poor boy from a mountain valley would not understand you!"

He Changzai watched Wang Jingya and asked Lin Shuyan to pass the painting to him, with a calm face, he said, "Unfortunately, I also have a painting, which I want to give to my uncle!"

Wang Jingya looked at the painting in He Changzai's hands, and said with disdain on her face: "You are still called uncle, and you don't piss to see what kind of virtue you are... It's really shameless to want to be related to our Lin family!"

Lin Shuyan's seven aunts and eight aunts all echoed and ridiculed:

"I see that the painting in this poor boy's hand is probably bought from a street stall. If you dare to sell it, you don't think it's shabby!"

"That's right, wiping your ass with the painting in your hand, I'm too panicked!"

"My son's picture of chickens eating rice is probably better than this one!"

"You kid took out a painting and compared it with Qiu Ying's picture of a lady. Isn't that a big sword in front of Guan Erye, and a book in front of the master's door, and humiliation!"

"The morning bacteria don't know the dark days, and the crickets don't know the spring and autumn... Uncle, how about this painting!"

He Changzai walked up to Lin Zhenxing with the painting in his hand, and handed it to him.

"What do you look at, garbage like this should be thrown into the trash can!"

Wang Jingya went forward to snatch the painting, intending to throw it away, and to show her position as a future mother-in-law in front of her future son-in-law.

"Since it's a painting given by Shu Yan's boyfriend, I must read it. Jing Ya, you don't understand art, so don't make trouble!"

Lin Zhenxing pushed Wang Jingya aside, and slowly spread out the scroll.

All of a sudden, a tall, handsome man with black hair hanging loose, holding a three-foot green blade, five-clawed five-sacred dragon on his feet, and a mighty man with eyes staring at the world, came into his eyes.

Startled, he staggered and took a few steps back.

Seeing Lin Zhenxing's state of mind, all the people present changed their complexions slightly, and subconsciously leaned in front of the painting to look at it.

They were all overwhelmed by the aura exuded by the characters in the painting, and each of them stood there with their eyes wide open.

It feels like there is not just a painting in front of you, but a living fairy.

He Changzai stepped forward, put away the painting, patted Lin Zhenxing on the shoulder, and said to him who came back to his senses:
"Uncle, this painting has caught your old eyes!"

Lin Zhenxing was so frightened that his body trembled, he quickly handed the painting to He Changzai, and said with trembling lips: "Young man, the temple is too small to enshrine this kind of psychic painting!"

He Changzai took the painting, walked up to Wang Jingya, and asked, "Is this painting what you call rubbish?"

"No, I was wrong, I shouldn't offend the gods!"

Looking at the painting in He Chang's hands, Wang Jingya was so frightened that she shook her head like a rattle, fearing that she would be punished by the gods, so she slapped herself two big mouths with her backhand.

He Changzai held the painting, glanced at Lin Shuyan's seven aunts and eight aunts, and asked again: "Do you still think this painting is still rubbish?"

All of a sudden, they were so frightened that they fell silent and knelt down one after another, prostrating non-stop.

The few people who uttered wild words just now were afraid that they would be impious and offend the gods, so they kowtowed like garlic, and even bled from their foreheads!

He Changzai glanced aside and also went to look at the painting. Guo Feng, the rich second generation who was petrified, smiled lightly.

Greeting Lin Shuyan and him out of the courtyard, said: "You are satisfied with my performance just now!"

Lin Shuyan looked at He Changzai, rolled her eyes at him, and said sullenly, "It's okay, but you scared my mother!"

"It's fine if the effect is not achieved, and don't send it away, I'm leaving!"

He Changzai said something, walked to the gate of the courtyard, and drove away.

Inside the room, after being stunned for a while, Guo Feng woke up from the shock the painting brought him.

Somewhat remorseful, he slapped his cheek with his backhand, and murmured to himself:

"I'm so stupid, I can't even see through this deceiving trick. This poor country boy dares to tease me. It's disgusting. I won't let him go!"

(End of this chapter)