She Quit the Air Bag

Ning Shaoyao's husband's family name is Jiang, and his original family business was ruined. Now he is setting up a tea stand on the road to the town for passers-by to rest. He can't work, even if he repeatedly promises that he will not I bet, but I can't make up my mind to do rough work like farming. The Jiang family gritted their teeth and set up such a small stall for him. The money was not much, but they always let their unpromising son do something. .

As for the in-laws, they returned to their villages of origin. The land that was barely preserved in the past has now been recovered from the tenants and started to cultivate on their own, but the two of them have no ability, and most of the time they rely on the strength of their domestic servants.

Ning Shaoyao hurriedly returned to the stall. Today, Fairy was helping out at the stall, while Jiang Fugui stayed lazy and fanned with a palm fan. From time to time, he was lost in thoughts.

Passers-by will probably find it strange when they see it, how can the older people be busy, while the younger ones are sitting there doing nothing.

"Shaoyao, how is it?" Seeing Ning Shaoyao coming back, Jiang Fugui immediately got up and stared at the long cloth bag she was holding in her hand.

Jiang Jinshan, who was cleaning the table originally, also came over and looked at his daughter-in-law. He knew what her daughter-in-law was going to do today, and he was naturally looking forward to it.

Speaking of which, one of Jiang Jinshan's most proud things in his life was finding such a good daughter-in-law for his son.

When Ning Shaoyao married into the Jiang family, the two were well matched, and with Jiang Fugui's qualifications, there was no better daughter-in-law than Ning Shaoyao.

Although Jiang Fugui gambled and ruined the family business, the mother-in-law in the family pointed at Ning Shaoyao and scolded her every day, saying that she was a useless girl who couldn't even control her husband. Sentences, but my heart is always clear, my son has been cultivated to be a **** since he was a child, but before he got married, he had no money in his hands and only played cockfighting and cricket. With money, he can manage the house Now, this is no scruples, what is the use of this strange daughter-in-law? If she can really control her son, this woman should be unhappy again.

Ning Shaoyao is a standard coward. She is submissive in Jiang's family. During the day, her mother-in-law scolds her husband at night, but when she goes outside, she is majestic.

Jiang Jinshan is the most proud of his daughter-in-law's behavior of moving things from her mother's house. He raised a son and earned the Ning's family for nothing. Whenever there is something missing, he asks his daughter-in-law to ask for it.

Ning Zhizhong died early, and Jiang Jinshan was very sad. He felt uncomfortable as long as he thought that there would be one less person who could feed his wool every day in the future, but who would have thought that his good daughter-in-law would bring him great blessings information.

What is a businessman? To put it simply, buy low and buy high.

Jiang Jinshan never wanted to buy these before. It would be nice to buy a painting to fill the scene. When he heard what his daughter-in-law said that day, he immediately went to verify it.

The paintings that Ning Zhizhong sold in those days were the paintings of Ming Hua, a famous painter in the previous dynasty. He gritted his teeth and sold them. Although he knew that he had lost, he didn't know that he had lost so much. Such a painting can hardly be sold. One hundred taels of silver.

Jiang Jinshan was of course hesitant. He gritted his teeth and asked someone to inquire, only to find out that Ning Zhizhong's wife, ancestors, and Minghua were once brothers and sisters in the same mountain courtyard. A friend's painting is naturally normal.

With such a pair, he knew that the Ning family's collection of famous paintings was definitely not a fake. Now there are only three dolls left in the entire Ning family.

Speaking of which, Jiang Jinshan still hesitated whether to recognize the three children of the Ning family as his own. He discussed this issue with Ning Shaoyao, but he heard from Ning Shaoyao that the two children of the Ning family inherited the inheritance, I am afraid it is very difficult. Hard to recognize.

It is rare for Ning Shaoyao to get the attention of the whole family. Naturally, she is proud and excited: "I'm going to go out, how can I get it?"

She put the burden on the table, and Jiang Fugui couldn't bear the temper to remove it. The faster he moved, the more careful he was. He didn't forget to praise his wife: "Shaoyao, this time you are a great hero."

The burden was opened, and the scroll inside was slowly revealed.

Jiang Jinshan's knowledgeable skills only know that this thing is valuable and very expensive. He heard what his daughter-in-law said about mountains and waters before, and he reacted. The ten are the most famous "Farewell Landscape Paintings" by Minghua, You must know that this painting is said to have been lost for a long time. Before, there were rich businessmen who searched for it at high prices and could not find it.

"Father, how is this painting?" Jiang Fugui looked at it seriously, then looked at his father and waited for his evaluation.

Jiang Fugui’s family was rich when he was born, and it was a single pass from the family. Although the Jiang family was not comparable to the real big family, it was considered rich in the town. From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Fugui did not learn anything else, but the skills of the playboys were basically good. Liang, for example, ignorant and incompetent, he even filled it up directly.

Jiang Fugui tasted this painting anyway and didn't feel any taste, but it was pitch black, with shades of thick and thin, but the signature was really scribbled. Jiang Fugui squinted and looked at it for a while before barely recognizing the two landscapes. words.

He really doesn't understand what's so beautiful about this painting. It's not as interesting as the **** pictures he bought before. At least it looks like people, clothes, tables and chairs. It's a farewell picture. Not sure where the people are.

Jiang Jinshan smacked his mouth, and he was really embarrassed to admit it in front of his son, but he didn't understand it too well.

Compared with his son, Jiang Jinshan has learned less. If he wants to talk about checking accounts and making accounts, then he can answer them fluently, but he has to say that he appreciates such a famous painting...

Jiang Jinshan said in his heart: "This painting looks very simple, if you just wipe it with a pen, I can paint it just like that."

What, you say this painting is Ming Hua's Farewell Landscape Painting?

That's all right, this painting is gleaming at first glance, it was very good before!

"Father." Ning Shaoyao was hesitant to see Jiang Jinshan not speaking. She didn't know much. Ning Zhizhong taught her some things before she left the cabinet, but Ning Zhizhong was studying abroad all year round, and Ning Shaoyao studied pharmacy. On and off, I could only barely recognize half a word, and I couldn't fully recognize it.

Jiang Jinshan pondered for a while: "This painting should be correct, it is indeed Minghua's Farewell Landscape Painting."

He thought to himself, he still had to take it to town and ask his friend, but this time he always had to show a confirmation look.

Ning Shaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. Before she got married, she was held by her parents and brother. After she got married, if it was bad in the Jiang family, it should not be taken seriously.

I don't know why, the more the Jiang family treats her like this, the more eagerly she wants to be recognized. This time, Farewell Landscape Painting is the time to prove herself.

But don't say that she is ruthless, she is now the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, doesn't she also follow the Jiang family's wealth? Her son's surname is Jiang, not Ning.

Jiang Fugui was also happy when he heard it. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes. He was busy grabbing his wife's hand and boasting. When he scolded people, he could make people feel uncomfortable. How nice.

Ning Shaoyao couldn't help laughing, she couldn't hold back, she hurriedly explained what her niece said: "My niece said that she still has a few paintings at home, why don't we go and order them?" She was very worried about the Jiang family. , "I'm afraid this matter spreads out, I'm afraid it's not very good."

As soon as these words were said, Jiang Fugui and Jiang Jinshan looked at each other and saw the light in each other's eyes.

"Wait, Shaoyao, I'll go to the town and ask." Jiang Jinshan couldn't sit still, he immediately wrapped the painting in the package again, and after thinking about it, he called his son, "Shaoyao, look at it for a while. stall."

His package is now worth hundreds of taels of silver! Don't dare to be robbed by others!

Jiang Jinshan set off immediately with Jiang Fugui, and rushed to the town to visit "friends", they are about to make a fortune!

...

The sky was getting dark, and the village chief was sitting in the main room of the Ning family, looking at Ning Chuxia with floating eyes.

His three views were really impacted today, and now the hand holding the teacup is still shaking.

Ning Chuxia looked at the village chief and knew that he was a little stimulated today. He was busy adding a cup of tea. His parents were in a hurry, and he didn't even finish the medicine that the family had caught before. She had learned a few recipes back then. , I happened to see a few familiar medicines, so I mixed it with the Anshen Decoction and mixed it with the tea, so that the village chief could calm down.

"Sister, is the village chief okay?" Ning Jule was more courageous. He had just been asked by his elder sister to hide inside to protect his younger brother, and now he came out after seeing everyone.

He stretched out his hand on his feet and gently wiped Sister A's forehead: "Sister A is not afraid, aunt and the others are gone."

Ning Juyao stood beside him and looked at his eldest sister. He was a crybaby, but after his parents left, he watched his elder sister shelter them from the wind and rain every day. For some reason, he no longer wanted to cry. .

"It's okay, they've all left and won't come again." Ning Chuxia patted the two younger brothers on the head soothingly.

In addition to her hatred for Ning Shaoyao, she felt the deepest feeling from the original body's memory was the deep love for each other with her two younger brothers.

These two younger brothers are different from their wolf-hearted relatives. They care about her elder sister everywhere, but they are just a little "stupid."

Being attracted by the voice, the village chief also reacted. He looked at the three children of the Ning family, and his heart was a little complicated for a while.

"Chuxia, you have to collect the money." The village chief said after thinking about it, but he couldn't give any other advice.

Ning Chuxia immediately nodded in agreement. In fact, even though the village chief didn't say anything, she knew where the worry came from.

Ning Shaoyao thought that he was hiding his actions, but Ning Chuxia didn't plan to hide it. It didn't take long for other relatives to know that Ning Shaoyao came to Ning Chuxia to buy a painting.

They thought that the pots and pans, seasonings, oil and grains, quilts and clothes that they had stolen were already the most valuable things in the Ning family, but they forgot that the really valuable things were actually paintings and calligraphy that they could not understand and did not know what they represented. .

Ning Chuxia's tone towards her relatives was firm, she only said that she promised her aunt that if she gave her money, the four or five paintings would be sold to her.

More relatives from the Ning family came tonight than on the day of Ning Zhizhong and his wife's funeral.

They are here, no one wants to take a step back, and the noise is disturbing.

And Ning Chuxia was naturally the center of the storm.

She persuaded her relatives to be on the side of Ning Chuxia and her younger brothers at this time. They followed suit and told Ning Chuxia that she was deceived by the aunt Ning Shaoyao and took advantage of her.

"Chuxia, you have to know that if you can sell your painting for more money, you and your brothers will be able to live well in the future." The relative who spoke moved all the iron pots from Ning Chuxia's house the day before yesterday. I begged her, but didn't get a trace of sympathy, "You think, if you are going to marry in the future, your two younger brothers will also marry wives, and everything will cost money."

"Yeah, you are still young, you can't help spending this money if you don't understand it. Don't be deceived by your aunt's flattering words."

Faced with the sound of advice from the crowd, Ning Chuxia could only say timidly, "But my aunt didn't take away our iron pot or our pot..."

As soon as she said these words, those who looked at them all lowered their heads subconsciously, and then raised their heads.

At this time, they changed their statement again, saying that although Ning Zhizhong had borrowed something from them back then, but now Ning Zhizhong has all gone, they thought about how pitiful the remaining three children were, so they did not care about Ning Zhizhong. , will send something back.

Relatives are not stupid, of course they know that those who can establish a foothold in the town and even go to the capital must be a big man.

Previously, I thought that Ning Zhizhong would disperse his family wealth in order to see a doctor for himself and his wife. Now that he thinks about it, they will definitely save a hand for the two children.

Besides, isn't this still certified by the Jiang family? None of them knew how shrewd Ning Shaoyao's father-in-law was, even if he asked his son to open a tea stall, he would cut corners and make a loss-making business.

Think about it again, in the craze for inheritance, it's like Ning Shaoyao, which is not very vigorous and not mixed.

They all slapped their thighs, yes, they must have been fooled! This really valuable thing is still in the Ning family.

Seeing Ning Chuxia's hesitant appearance, everyone guessed that she probably inherited a sour head from her father. This Ning Zhizhong is a poor scholar who pays attention to useless benevolence, wisdom and courtesy. Instead, he taught his daughter to be like this.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't sit still, for fear of being cut off by Ning Shaoyao. Half of the people who stayed behind looked at Ning Chuxia, while the other half ran home and hurriedly returned the things they took away a few days ago. Of course, It will definitely be damaged again. Many people have already eaten or sent things out. How could they have to come back? Can only reluctantly take a plug of his own, so that it looks the same as before.

In the blink of an eye, the empty Ning family looked full again. If it weren't for the messy arrangement, it would seem like it had never been touched.

Seeing this, Ning Chuxia also showed a hesitant look. The look she looked at relatives changed from alert to trust and gratitude. She was about to speak, and yes, the key person came.

Ning Shaoyao came with her father-in-law and husband this time. She felt that she could settle it, but Jiang Fugui and Jiang Jinshan went to the town to ask people, thinking about letting Ning Shaoyao go around with a few hundred taels of silver. Run, who do you think can be at ease?

When they saw the people in this room, their hearts throbbed at the same time, and they knew it was over, especially Jiang Jinshan and Jiang Fugui, who looked at Ning Shaoyao with fire in their eyes, always felt that it was the daughter-in-law who did not shut the door and leaked the news. out.

The village chief arrived at this time. He was pulled over by Aunt Wang, who lived next door to the Ning family. Before he could ask what happened, he heard that the relatives of the Ning family were already arguing.

"Well, you Ning Shaoyao, you are really a dog who eats the inside and the outside. Why doesn't God let Dao Lei chop you to death? This thing belongs to our Ning family. You turn your elbows out, and you turn too much!"

"What's wrong with me? My sister-in-law left this thing! My sister-in-law is not Ning!"

"Don't think that we can't help you if you know that they are not here. If you want to bully Chu Xia, step on us first!"

At that time, the village chief only had endless puzzlement in his heart.

If he remembered correctly, didn't these people compete with each other, and they would almost evacuate the Ning family when they took the tea to cool off?

Speaking of this, the village chief looked around and was stunned, why is this thing full again?

After listening to it again, he finally understood that the cause of the incident was the painting he testified. The other Ning family members were hyenas who smelled the blood, and immediately surrounded them.

Looking at Ning Chuxia, who was standing at the door of the room, motionless, he could only sigh again, why would he interfere in such a thing?

Although he is also surnamed Ning, he and Ning Zhizhong's branch have five servers. Strictly speaking, although Ning Zhizhong's ancestors are still recorded in the genealogy, almost none of their branch developed in the village. The village chief's words were not very useful to them either.

He understood what they meant, that is, the paintings collected by Ning's family were very valuable.

But how could he help Ning Chuxia save it? This can be kept for a while, but not for a lifetime. Even if they don't sell it today, will these people let the Ning family go?

He could only pat the table, and in the dangerous eyes of everyone said: "No matter what the result is today, this contract has to be sent to the county government for registration!"

If the contract is recorded in the county government office, it is protected by the county government office, but 10% of the money is charged. Except for those who do big business, few people go to the county government office to file.

What the village chief was most afraid of was that when these people finished speaking, they refused to accept the account. He just listened to it, and he had a guess in his heart. I was afraid that the paintings collected by the Ning family could be worth a lot of money.

As soon as he said this, everyone certainly disagreed.

Not to mention, the village chief's words really hit the minds of many people. They were thinking of waiting for the painting to get their hands and looking for an opportunity to take the money away. If they really wanted them to buy the painting, they would not do it.

Jiang Jinshan was more decisive than anyone else, and when he saw the others flinch, he immediately gave Ning Shaoyao a hint.

What followed was a bidding war that left the village chief dumbfounded.

The money doubled at an astonishing rate, and soon reached a terrifying amount.

But the more this happened, the more timid the village chief became.

He can be the village chief for so many years and manage so many people. Naturally, he has a good grasp of people's hearts. What does it mean that they can contribute so much money?

This meant that the paintings of the Ning family were even more valuable than imagined!

At this time, the village chief was the one who wanted the paintings to be sold the most. He didn't understand the big truth, but he still understood the truth of the innocence of ordinary people and the guilt of Huaibi.

In the past, when a family in the next village went into the mountains, they dug up ginseng that was said to have been raised for thousands of years. Needless to say, this value is absolutely considerable. In the end, the three brothers who brought this ginseng to the city to sell it, the three of them went together with no one. When they returned, there were only three corpses that were cold and even smelly.

There were only three children left in the Ning family, and they couldn't keep it.

Seeing that the price was getting higher and higher, Jiang Jinshan couldn't sit still, he pondered for a moment, and asked Ning Shaoyao to pull the group outside to discuss in detail.

When he came in again, he decided that five of the paintings, including Farewell Landscape Paintings, would be purchased by the Jiang family, and the other relatively larger painting would be purchased by the other Ning family.

They even asked Ning Chuxia to draft a cooperation contract on the spot, and the village chief listened to it with a chill.

The contract is very simple, that is, Jiang Fugui will sell the paintings jointly bought by this other family to the city. When selling, a contract certificate must be left, and 10% of the actual income will be distributed to Jiang Fugui.

Obviously, this should be the condition that the Jiang family negotiated with them. Even if these people bought the paintings, they didn’t know where to sell the paintings. The Jiang family who mastered the sales channels used this as a basis. The dead camel was bigger than the horse, and they still had some savings. If the bidding continued like this, the rest of the Ning family would only be out.

The village chief was heartbroken at how these people could directly share the spoils in front of Ning Chuxia.

This is bullying no one in the Ning family at all!

In the end, the contract was signed like this. The village chief did not ask Ning Chuxia to pay, but asked Ning Shaoyao and others to pay, and invited a young man from the village to ride the strongest donkey in the village to the county seat. You can't regret it.

Ning Chuxia hesitated when she wanted to paint the painting: "Is this painting worth a lot of money?" She whispered, and it was like thunder in other people's ears.

"No, this painting is worth the money of the contract!" Ning Shaoyao hurriedly said, "It's up to us to take care of you, otherwise there would be so much money."

Jiang Jinshan looked at his wife's eyes and helped to make it more complete: "If you go to the provincial capital, you can still sell more, but at your age, you can't go to the provincial capital. We always have to make a little money."

As to how much of this, it need not be too clear.

The painting was given out, and the money was received in Ning Chuxia. The relatives of the Ning family also pretended to greet each other politely, and then left without looking back. Their faces were full of joy. It looks like it's taking a lot of money.

After recalling what had just happened, the village chief reached out and touched the heads of Ning Jule and Ning Juyao.

"You have to grow up quickly."

There is no pillar at home or the pillar is unreliable, no matter where you are, you have to be bullied.

"Village chief, thank you." Ning Chuxia thanked the village chief sincerely as she sent the village chief out.

In Yuan Shi's memory, the village chief took care of her and her two younger brothers when they grew up. Otherwise, after the relatives of the Ning family who were unwilling to come after they had swept up their home back then left, Ning Chuxia would be alone. It is impossible to raise the two younger brothers.

The village chief's figure stopped for a while, and then left again. He was not that good, and the help he could give Ning Chuxia was limited.

When the village chief left, Ning Chuxia, who stayed at home, also showed a subtle smile.

This painting must not be sold in the county seat. Presumably, with the Jiang family's ability, this painting will definitely be sent to the provincial capital. It will come back and forth, and not one will not be able to return within a month or two.

And taking such a big advantage of her family, during this time, she and her two younger brothers can naturally live in peace.

"Sister, there's a lot of food." Ning Jule and Ning Juyao are just like ants moving things. They don't mind moving things slowly.

"It's quite a lot." Ning Chuxia watched the two radishes busy. This time, she would not let anyone take away the food.

Ning Chuxia kept his younger brother busy, so he also went around to the room that his father had arranged as a study.

She opened the hidden compartment that her father had dug out to collect things. The pictures inside were neatly placed, with only one blank space, and above the blank space, there were some tools that could not be seen to be useful.

This defensiveness is essential, and those who take advantage of others may also be taken advantage of in turn.

"Sister, are you still going up the mountain today?" The children without parents were in charge early. Although Ning Jule and Ning Juyao didn't dare to get too angry, they knew how to work.

There is dry food at home, and it is hidden in the room of the two of them. Although it is not much, it is enough to eat for a few days.

My sister will go up the mountain every night these days, and sometimes they will cook their own dinner when it is too late to cook dinner.

"Go, tonight, tomorrow morning." Ning Chuxia was not in a hurry, she didn't have to deal with anyone today, she could prepare a meal for her two younger brothers before leaving.

Although they were curious about what their sister was going to do, they wouldn't ask, and my sister would never harm them.

...

It didn't take long for the genius to light up, and there was a knock on the door of Ning's house.

There were a lot of people knocking on the door, and they used a lot of strength, but the door seemed to be shaking. They shouted Ning Chuxia's name, and there was a vague gnashing of teeth among them.

Hearing the noise outside, Ning Jule, now emboldened, also asked loudly in the yard, "Who? Sister is not here, she is going to the morning class."

The noisy people outside looked at each other, all of them determined that Ning Jule was lying, and even tried harder.

What kind of morning class has to go out early in the morning, when they are three-year-old children, so deceitful?

They were making trouble with all their strength, but the village chief who arrived in a hurry stopped them: "What are you making a fuss about?"

The village chief frowned and looked at the people who came. Most of them were familiar to him: "What are you doing here?"

He felt that something was wrong in his heart, and several of them were red-eyed, as if there was some deep hatred, especially Jiang Fugui, who was the leader, who was even more desperate.

Jiang Fugui was so aggressive that if the father beside him had not stopped him, he would have jumped immediately: "Are you and Ning Chuxia together to deceive people?"

"What lies?" The village chief didn't understand, and he didn't look good when addressing Jiang Fugui's disrespectful address. His words were useless to people outside the village, but the people in the village still respected him.

Jiang Fugui was ripped off by Jiang Jinshan, so he reluctantly suppressed his temper: "The painting Ning Chuxia gave us is fake!"

Speaking of which, he felt the taste of blood in his throat.

You must know that he traveled thousands of miles to the provincial capital. With this Minghua's painting as a stepping stone, he met a real high-ranking official for the first time in his life. He can buy them all for one thousand five hundred taels.

At that time, Jiang Fugui did not mention his spirit, which was even bigger than the family business that Jiang Jinshan had accumulated over the years.

He drank the tea that he had never drank, which was said to have been shipped from Jiangnan, and said with great excitement.

The origin of his painting is not to mention innocent. Minghua himself bought it from the descendants of his fellow apprentices and brothers. Could it be wrong?

The grown-up was also very happy. He unfolded the painting, and after looking at it for a while, he frowned and became furious, and immediately threw the painting into the hall.

"These are all fakes!" After confirming all the paintings, he was extremely angry, feeling that he had been deceived by a country villager, not to mention the previous reception, he almost beat Jiang Fugui out.

When Jiang Fugui was kicked out, he didn't admit it. He went to several other families. One of them was a wealthy businessman who wanted to talk to him, but after inviting their master, Jiang Fugui was kicked out immediately. .

Jiang Fugui has repeatedly hit the wall, and even at the end he was beaten by a scoundrel called by a wealthy businessman who could not be angry. Naturally, he understood that he was deceived!

This is a fake painting at all!

He traveled thousands of miles to the provincial capital. Not only did he spend time, but he also spent a lot of tolls. He was even beaten and insulted. How could Jiang Fugui bear this?

As soon as he came back, he slapped his wife and told everyone overnight that he had come to seek justice this morning.

Jiang Fugui has already calculated, the money he spent on the way, plus the meal he was beaten, the Ning family's current house can barely equalize, and that Tian should also belong to his family, this is not enough, this is not enough. A family of three children can always sell one, and when they are sent to the county, there are always people who want to buy servants. In this way, he did not lose too much.

The village chief was silent, he definitely couldn't make a ticket for Ning Chuxia. He immediately called for someone to go to the mountain, but saw Ning Chuxia coming down from the mountain.

Jiang Fugui looked at Ning Chuxia, his eyes were splitting, the other party seemed to have an indescribable temperament, and the clothes he was wearing didn't look like a little girl, he looked a lot more energetic than before. .

There is no need to ask this question, it must be because of the money they gave to raise his spirits. Jiang Fugui was about to rush forward, but was stopped by the people from the riverside villages who came one after another.

Ning Chuxia learned the ins and outs of the incident from the village chief, she frowned and kept shaking her head: "Impossible, my father told me back then that these paintings were gifts that my mother's great-grandfather received back then, so they can't be fake. of."

"Haha." Jiang Fugui laughed mockingly, "Do you mean that you know more about painting than the adults in the provincial capital?"

Ning Chuxia looked humiliated. She clenched her fists and met Jiang Fugui's vicious eyes with determination: "My father let me see these paintings since I was a child. My father told me that these paintings are real!" She He stretched out his hand, "If you don't believe me, return the painting to me! I'll return the money to you!"

"Chuxia!" The village chief said hurriedly, "You guys made a contract, they bought your paintings, how can you say you don't want them?"

He admitted that he was protecting his shortcomings, but what if the painting was fake, wasn't it what these people wanted when they bought it?

Seeing Ning Chuxia's determination, many people showed a hesitant expression.

Didn't this Ning Chuxia's father and her grandfather also go to the provincial capital? And everyone knows the character of Ning Zhizhong, and he doesn't seem to be deceiving.

Jiang Fugui sneered at this, and he threw the burden on his hand disdainfully: "I don't just want to get the money back, you have to pay for the toll on the road!"

As soon as his rogue attitude was revealed, the village chief's face froze. I'm afraid this is...

Ning Chuxia had already carefully taken out the painting from the package, and she saw that she was shaking, and she looked at Jiang Fugui with hatred: "You changed my father's painting! You took me Daddy's painting is back!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and the head that had been staring at Ning Chuxia turned to Jiang Fugui at the same time.

Ning Chuxia vowed: "I have seen these paintings from the age of three to nine years old. I can't read them wrong. These are not paintings I gave you at all!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Fugui was speechless. "This is the painting you gave me at that time. You don't recognize it now, do you?"

Jiang Fugui was in a hurry and gave his wife a vicious look. This Ning Shaoyao's niece was very scheming.

"I didn't!" Ning Chuxia was furious, with tears in her eyes, "You guys forced to buy my family's paintings, I know I can't keep my dad's paintings, I can only sell you, but you can't slander my dad for selling fake paintings. , the painting I gave you is not like this at all!"

There was choking in her voice, and the two younger brothers in the room were also anxious when they heard it. They opened the door and hurried to the elder sister's side, protecting her from left to right: "Is it because you forced my elder sister to sell paintings? You and my elder sister said that if you don't sell paintings, elder sister can't afford to support us, you are all liars!"

Hearing this, the villagers from the riverside village looked ugly. Although they still couldn't figure out how the matter developed to this point, it now seems that other people are going to bully Ning Chuxia.

Jiang Fugui was so angry that he wanted to reach out and push Ning Chuxia, but he was still blocked: "Reverse black and white, that's what the paintings you gave me are like this, you don't recognize fake paintings, right? When your father bought them, maybe it was Fake painting!"

When it came to this, no one believed anyone, and the relatives of the Ning family who had shared the same hatred as Jiang Fugui were also confused.

Before they could react, they heard Ning Chuxia pull the village chief for help: "Village chief, you said that you can report to the officials if you enter the contract, right? I want to sue him! He has lost my father's painting! "

Jiang Fugui saw this backlash, and at first he retreated a bit. After all, few people want to go to the county government office these days, but they are full of fighting spirit: "Okay, if you report to the official, you will report to the official!"

...

In the county government of Dayuan Dynasty, the review system was open. Except for cases that the magistrate was unwilling to disclose, the gates of the government were always open, and the people could see what they wanted, but the judgment process was usually very long, and most of the time it was nothing more than a thief. Small cases, I don't see much on weekdays.

It's just that this time the "painting case" is different. The one who sued was a nine-year-old orphan and her two younger brothers, while the accused was her uncle.

There were unprecedented numbers of people outside the county office. Originally, there were a few accompanying villagers from Ningjia Village and the representatives of the relatives of the Ningjia. Later, people saw the excitement and came over.

The people surrounding the outside knew the ins and outs of the matter earlier than the inside, and when they heard that this uncle forced the purchase of a famous painting from the family of a nine-year-old orphan, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

In Yuan Shi's memory, the county magistrate in the local county yali still manages quite clearly.

Under the order of the county magistrate, Ning Chuxia also bowed her head and respectfully read her complaint.

"...The little girl has been taught by her parents since she was a child, and she has a rough understanding of writing and ink. The little girl has seen a collection of paintings in her family for many years. It is definitely not a fake painting as pointed out by her uncle.

Jiang Fugui, who was on the side, was speechless. If he wasn't quite afraid of the magistrate, he would have choked. He responded casually, thinking he was very sure: "I have asked Mr. Liao and Fushang Wu in the provincial capital about this painting... ... they all said it was a fake painting."

The picture scroll as evidence has been unfolded in the magistrate.

"Can you tell me where this fake painting is from the people you're referring to?"

Jiang Fugui was stunned when he was asked. Of course he couldn't answer, he just said falteringly: "They just said this is a fake painting!"

Anyway, these big figures have said that this is a fake painting, so why ask?

"Then what evidence do you have, this painting is not your family's collection?"

Ning Chuxia knocked again, and she had already lit three incense sticks for the uncle beside her.

In his previous life, Jiang Fugui almost lit up all his lucky talents. He could sell his paintings smoothly even if he didn't know how to paint.

It's a pity...she's been with me all my life.

"There is a volume of books in the little girl's house, which was left by the renter's house." Ning Chuxia presented evidence, "Minghua has a strange disease..."

The painter named Ming Hua was probably someone like Zhou Botong.

He was born a little left-handed, but he didn't understand it well in ancient times, so he was forcibly corrected in later studies, but after all, his left hand was his dominant hand.

Therefore, Minghua has a unique habit. He draws with his left hand and inscribes with his right. If people don't know his habit, when copying, they usually roll over because of the direction of the pen.

And this fake painting is a complete right-hand painting, and there are many problems that can be seen if you look closely.

The book that Ning Chuxia sent was not the only one, it was left by Minghua in the account of later generations.

"...Minghua's paintings like to leave secret notes in the water. Back then, my father went straight for me. In the lake of "Farewell Landscape Painting", there were four characters hidden after farewell, and the three characters of Baima Temple were hidden in the painting of "Jade Buddha". And in these paintings..." Ning Chuxia was silent, looking like she was speechless.

Jiang Fugui couldn't see the painting, so he could only look up at the magistrate, and at the same time saw speechless expressions in their eyes.

Is this fake? No one can write in a painting.

Ning Chuxia hasn't finished speaking yet: "Also