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His father has just crossed the line of life and death, what if something bad happens?
The middle-aged man stopped looking at the girl and frowned: "Dad, can you not let everyone into the house?"
Sheng Qingtang didn't respond, he was stunned as he looked at the pills that fell on the ground.
After a few seconds, he finally came to his senses, and slapped the middle-aged man's bald head angrily.
"Idiot! Do you know that this is the elixir of life that Miss Ying gave you?"
"Is it because your father doesn't stay up late to eat vegetables and has a better living habit than you, and you are afraid that your father will survive you and send you away?"
The middle-aged man was taken aback: "What elixir of life? Dad, I've said it all, you should watch less"
"Shut up!" Sheng Qingtang slapped him again, "This is Doctor Ying, without her, your father would have already met the King of Hades."
The middle-aged man was stunned again: "Dad, you said this little girl is Doctor Ying? Did you lie to me?"
"Nonsense." Sheng Qingtang said angrily, "Hurry up and pick up the medicine for me."
As soon as the words fell, there was a "plop", and the middle-aged man knelt down.
"Miraculous doctor Ying" He started to cry as soon as he said it, in a frenzy, "You are my reborn parents, without you, I really don't know what to do."
Mr. Sheng: ""
His biological father seems to be still there, right?
"My dad is cheated every day by selling health products. The more he cheats, the more courageous he becomes. I thought you were the same." The middle-aged man wiped his tears, "I'm really sorry, I apologize to you."
Ying Zijin couldn't bear the enthusiasm, and took a step back: "It's okay, get up."
Sheng Qingtang put away his pills, wiped them distressedly, swallowed them in one gulp, and said angrily, "Let him kneel down."
"Master Ying, it was my negligence that I haven't been able to see you all this time." The middle-aged man felt ashamed, "It's almost evening, why don't you stay and have a meal?"
"No need." Ying Zijin shook his head slightly, "I have to go back to school."
"That's good, that's good." The middle-aged man hurriedly got up, "I'll see Miss Ying off."
Ying Zijin picked up the scroll she put on the tea table and was about to leave.
With sharp eyes, Sheng Qingtang blurted out: "Miss Ying, wait!"
Ying Zijin turned around.
"I smell the fragrance of ink." Sheng Qingtang rubbed his hands, "May I ask what kind of high-quality ink is in Miss Ying's hand?"
Ying Zijin nodded: "Just write and play."
"Can you let me take a look?" Sheng Qingtang coughed softly, "This unfilial son hasn't let me touch a pen for a long time."
The middle-aged man was speechless: "Dad, you have to show some face, you are the one who climbs trees every day, picks fruits and fishes in the water."
Sheng Qingtang ignored him, carefully took the scroll from the girl's hand, and unfolded it.
Then, fell into a long silence.
The middle-aged man was quite surprised, and he came over to take a look, shocked: "Dad, this word"
"Go away." Sheng Qingtang raised his head, his expression became solemn, "Miss Ying, do you think I can buy this handwriting you wrote for one million?"
""
Ying Zijin was silent for a while: "How much did you say?"
Sheng Qingtang thought she felt it was not enough: "Two million is fine."
The middle-aged man is not happy now: "Dad, why have you become stingy when you are old? I think Miss Ying's writing is much better than when you were young. You sold 8 million for a pair of dog crawling characters back then."
"Look, this word is smooth and flowing, penetrating to wood, and has a strong Wei-Jin style. Even if you have more than 30 years of knowledge, you may not be able to write it."
Mr. Sheng: ""
Unfilial son! ! !
"Miss Ying, don't be as knowledgeable as my father. I bought your handwriting." The middle-aged man said boldly, "Ten million, I will definitely not let you lose money."
Ying Zijin pondered for a moment: "Sorry, I took this picture to participate in the school art festival. If you really want it, I can write another one."
"Take it to participate in the art festival?" Sheng Qingtang was heartbroken, "Waste everything, waste everything!"
In the end, he was reluctant to part: "Then please Miss Ying to write another picture. Shall I take a photo with this one?"
In the end, when Ying Zijin left with 10 million yuan, he always felt that something was wrong.
She sighed softly and pressed her head.
What does she do to make money just by writing a word?
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Three days later.
noon.
Ying Zijin received a call from Mr. Zhong.
"Zijin, tomorrow is your birthday, and grandpa is going to hold a birthday party for you. Do you think you have time to look at the dress later?"
Hearing this, Ying Zijin remembered that her birthday was March 24th.
When she was in Qingshui County, although the Wen family was poor, Wen Fengmian would never treat her and Wen Tinglan badly.
So every year, they celebrate their birthdays for their siblings.
It's just that I can't afford a cake, only a scone.
But it's also fun.
More than a year ago, she was taken back to Ying's family and never celebrated her birthday.
Because no one in the Ying family thought of her, and Mr. Zhong was not in Shanghai at that time, so he didn't know.
"Grandpa, don't be so troublesome." Ying Zijin smiled lowly, "Come to Wen's house and have a meal with my dad and the others. I don't like to make things happen."
Mr. Zhong was silent for a long time, before he said: "It doesn't matter, it's enough for the family to live together."
"Grandpa will pick you up from school tomorrow, and then go to Wen's house with you."
After hanging up the phone, Ying Zijin thought about it and called Fu Yunshen again.
Fu Yunshen was staying with Mr. Fu at Fu's house. After answering the phone call, he was quite surprised.
"What did you say, what did you say?" Mr. Fu looked anxiously, "What did my grandson-in-law tell you?"
"First, it's not your granddaughter-in-law. Don't even think about having a granddaughter-in-law with me. I'm not married."
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"Second, it's not for me, but for you." Fu Yun said lazily, "Yaoyao invites you to eat her birthday cake."
"Really?" Mr. Fu was pleasantly surprised, "Zijin invited me to celebrate her birthday?"
Fu Yunshen raised his eyelids: "You don't have to go."
"Go, go, of course." Mr. Fu said seriously, "I haven't eaten cake for a long time, I'm too greedy."
Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply.
"Hey, wait a minute." Mr. Fu suddenly remembered something, "Is Mr. Zhong going too?"
Before Fu Yunshen answered, he said to himself: "Then I have to install the chessboard and play two games with him."
And triumphantly: "I must have won him."
""
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March 24.
The vernal equinox has just passed, and the night is still longer than the day.
At seven o'clock, it was almost dark.
The street lights gradually come on, and the lights and shadows flicker on and off.
The community where Wen's family is located is not big, and the advantage is that it is quiet.
Ying Zijin also took a fancy to this, so he bought an apartment here for Wen Fengmian.
At this time, the top of an 18-story building not far away.
A figure was prostrate on the ground, looking over here.
The pitch-black muzzle slowly raised, facing the entrance of the building, aiming at the man's slender back.
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