After quitting the industry, the boss became popular all over the world

402: A house full of children and grandchildren

In the car
  Mr. Wu held the two words in his hand, which was a feeling of pride.

"Grandpa, what did the beauty write for you? Show me..."

Qian Xixi missed the scene of Qiao Qingyan writing to Mr. Wu. When she returned to the living room, the words had been put away.

But Mr. Wu praised him all the way and didn't show it to anyone.

Until the car backed up in Qian's yard.

Mr. Wu then proudly placed the words in the living room.

"My dear grandson, don't you want to see it? Come here."

Qian Xixi's eyes lit up. "I thought you weren't even willing to show it to me."

"Grandma also said that you should not be touched by anyone the whole way."

Mr. Wu snorted. "Of course I don't want to give it up."

"Come here. Let me take a look."

Mr. Wu opened the two words.

Qian Xixi's eyes lit up when he saw the two words in front of him.

"This this this..."

Two words, using different fonts. If these two words were placed outside, their collection value would probably be no less than those of the big guys.

"Father-in-law, you are back."

"In-laws, what are you looking at?"

Just at lunch time, the Qian family also came back from outside.

But Mrs. Qian's husband was not the only one who came back, but also the old man and the old lady of the Qian family.

"I heard you were coming last night, so I came here specifically to have a drink with you today."

Mr. Qian retired a long time ago and just raised fish and flowers at home.

"In-laws, where did you get this word from? Which master is it?"

Mr. Qian doesn't have much appreciation for calligraphy and painting, but he has been to many auctions, so he can naturally tell the difference between high and low calligraphy.

"You also think it was written by the master."

Mr. Qian also came over and took a look.

"A flower blooms with two sides, and one lives among Buddhas and demons." "I am afraid that these words cannot be written by ordinary people."

Mrs. Qian nodded and responded to her husband beside her.

"This is Shishuo Xinyu. It means that a flower can contain a whole world, and a leaf has the heart of Buddha; things have good and bad sides, and human nature is between good and evil."

Mr. Qian is also a rough guy, but he slowly read a lot of books after marrying his wife.

"Madam, which Zen-loving master wrote this?"

Mrs. Qian shook her head and looked at another picture.

Mr. Qian continued to look at another picture.

The descendants of Yi'er are vibrating.

Mr. Qian held his wife's hand with some excitement. "Madam, this is..."

Mrs. Qian smiled.

"This was not written by the master. It was written by Miss Qiao who treated me."

When the Qian family heard this, they were a little shocked.

Mrs. Qian's medical treatment was also told to the old couple.

What the old couple meant was that since their eldest granddaughter was already so old, there was no need for them to bother.

In addition, Mrs. Qian's health is in serious condition. It doesn't matter whether you have a son or not.

It is enough for the Qian family to have an eldest granddaughter.

But Mrs. Qian insisted. The old couple had been persuading her all the time, and even suspected that her son had done something he shouldn't have done or said something he shouldn't have said, which made Mrs. Qian so troubled.

For this reason, Mr. Qian even chased Mr. Qian with a stick and beat him.

In the end, it was Qian Xixi who went to persuade the two elderly people.

He said that he also longed to have a younger brother and younger sister. It's too lonely to be alone.

The old couple can't help it. I could only accept it silently.

"Madam, Doctor Qiao, what this means is..."

"Huh." Mr. Wu snorted coldly. Then he glanced at Mr. Qian with some dissatisfaction.

"My Wu family is lucky. We will soon be full of children and grandchildren."