Taking advantage of the old lady's free time, Zhang Yun also followed her and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"The Third Young Master was not only sent by Zhao Yinglong, but Zhao Yinglong also called him "Uncle" very respectfully. Seeing his appearance, he was very convinced by the Third Young Master, which means that he and Zhao Boyi made friends with each other."

"Old Zhang, do you mean?" The old lady frowned at this time. At the beginning, he didn't think of these problems. He thought Shen Lang was just using a banner, although this banner also meant a bit of a tiger's skin.

"I want to ask Mrs. Qi about this matter? Everything is clear at a glance. Ying Long, a child, hasn't made a mistake just now, and he is back now. He is still blatantly driving a car with a police sign. If the Zhao family hadn't nodded in agreement, he wouldn't have dared to do this."

"When did Xiaolang have this relationship? Why didn't he discover it at all at the beginning? Is it because our people are blind, or are there other reasons?"

Although He Cui didn't say it, Zhang Yun also knew what the wife said, it was nothing more than that the Zhao family wanted to deliberately hide everything. After a while, he speculated: "It's hard to say that the Zhao family would not do such a despicable thing. Mr. Zhao is still very famous. Zhao Boyi can't offend our family for this matter, because the two families don't have much coordination at all, and they are not a systemic person at all. Besides, the relationship between the seventh wife and you is not very far. If they did this on purpose, they probably wouldn't have sent Zhao Yinglong here today."

"You mean Xiaolang hid himself too deeply, right!"

Zhang Yun nodded, "Yes, at least that's what I think. At the beginning, the people sent to do the outside investigation, and for a long time, our eyes have not been on the Third Young Master. In addition, what he did is too intriguing to others."

He Cui nodded, then walked into a room, picked up the phone and called it directly. After the phone was connected, he said complainingly: "My Mrs. Zhao, is this too much?"

Jiang Yuehua on the other side of the phone laughed a little, "Old sister, don't be angry. Lao Zhao and I only knew about this letter yesterday. We were scared at that time. Besides, we can't blame us for this matter! When Lao Zhao accepted him as his disciple, he did not investigate that he was your grandson. Otherwise, how could he say hello to you? Secondly, this matter is really a bit difficult for us to deal with. Old sister, do you say we agreed to it? Or don't say it. By the way, I have to tell you something. Some days ago, our Xiaolong had something happened to us. Xiaolang helped to arrange these subsequent things. Old sister, you can't judge it, we really have trouble saying it!"

He Cui pursed her dry lips. She was also scared by the news from Jiang Yuehua. After reflecting for a while, she said, "I am also in a panic. My grandson! Tell me about him!"

"As for your seniority, you are my cousin, I can only tell you what I know. As for what I don't know, I can't do anything about it. It was the first time I saw Xiaolang this year during the Chinese New Year. He came here to thank the teacher and gave him a handful of jade Ruyi, pomegranate and lily, and a two million bank card."

"How much money?" He Cui seemed to be listening to her sleep. She deliberately dug out her ears and said in disbelief, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

"Two million, cousin, you heard it right. I was quite surprised when I heard this number at that time, but Lao Zhao was not surprised. I asked some of this matter, and he said that Xiaolang is an iron rooster, and he seemed to be very happy to get something out of his hands. He didn't tell me the others. He lived here for a long time and spent a lot of money here, and the estimated price was about four million! This is a conservative estimate, but Xiaolong told me about this."

He Cui bit his teeth, "When did your Lao Zhao accept him as his disciple? Why did you accept him as his disciple?"

"I don't know this, but it seems that it has been several years. I can't explain the reasons clearly. I don't ask much about these things, and Lao Zhao doesn't tell me much, but according to my guess, it should be recommended and recommended by someone. Cousin, you think Lao Zhao will never be so idle that he goes all over the mountains and fields to find such a child!"

After a few words, the old lady finally invited her to come and have tea when she had time, and then she put down the phone. However, the hand had never left the microphone and her mind was constantly turning away. The gift was two million, and the expense was millions. Where did his money come from? This money would definitely not be Shen Zui. He couldn't take out so much money. Besides, even if he could take it out, he would not let Xiaolang make trouble every family, because that one was not a few hundred yuan after all.

The old lady suddenly remembered that she had been to Shen Zui’s house after the New Year and stayed in Shen Lang’s room for a long time. At this time, she thought that there seemed to be a lot of things in his room! And she clearly remembered that Nannan had told herself that Xiaolang’s most valuable things were placed in the safe.

Thinking of this, the old lady hurriedly walked out, looked at Zhang Yun at the door and said, "Old Zhang, Xiao Zheng and Nannan are probably here. You ask Yun Fang to lead them around, then take over the things Xiaolang sent over, and call Yun Fang together."

Not long after, I saw two people walking in one after another. Zhang Yun put the things on the table. Jack Ma looked at his mother with some confusion, "Mom, what happened."

The old lady glanced at her son and said, "Open the box and you can see it." As she said that, she opened a pair of bracelets first, picked it up and handed it to each person, "Assess the price, see how much it costs?"

"Mom, I don't know how to see this thing, so I'd better let Uncle Yun have a look! I'm sure I'm laughing at it."

Zhang Yun didn't know where he took out a glasses box, hung a pair of glasses on his nose, looked at the pair of bracelets carefully, and placed them in the sun for a while, then gently put them in the box, thinking about it, and said, "Is it missing? It's still worth it." The old lady didn't feel much about hearing this number, but Ma Yun was a little dumbfounded. The reason was very simple. This was brought by that kid Shen Lang. If you want to say that one thousand or ten thousand, this is acceptable, but it takes seventy or eighty thousand at one time. Isn't this a joke?

The old lady reached out and opened the box of the scroll, "Open it, be careful and see what this is?"

After opening the change of the scroll, Zhang Yun nodded and said in confusion: "How could it be this painting?" Seeing He Cui and his son looking at him, he quickly explained: "This is a landscape painting by Wang Shimin of the Ming Dynasty. This is one of the old town shops here. Although it is not very expensive, it also makes many people stop here." As he said that, Zhang Yun pointed to a location above, "This is a mark I left when I first saw it. This thing was originally priced at 1.2 million. Although it is not worth the price, it seems that 600,000 or 700,000 is still worth it in my opinion."

The old lady looked at the two things on the table and held her head with her hands as if she was a little distressed, "One million! You can really do this!" After saying a few words that seemed inexplicable, the old lady suddenly laughed, "Okay, let the old guy know what it means to be powerful, and he should pay a little price for it."

Ma Yunfang lowered his head. Of course, he understood who the mother said was who, and there was no one else except his father, but it was really not his turn to interrupt in such an occasion. Even if he wanted to say something, he could say something. Helping his mother criticize his father, this is not a struggle for power, but an internal conflict in the family.

Ma Yufang was a little confused when she saw her son at first. She never thought that her son would be so cool and unquestionable. What kind of temperament was revealed. Instead, Shen Nan blinked her big eyes twice, tilted her head to look at her younger brother, then deliberately smiled at her brother, and then rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang didn't dodge, but now it was fine. Shen Nan hooked Shen Lang's neck with her hand and pressed it on her waist. She kept tossing Shen Lang's hair. After seeing that her younger brother was almost tossed, Shen Zhengcai slowly walked over, as if he was pulling a stand to let go, but his hands, which had just been covered in soil from the flower pot, kept slapping Shen Lang's body.

Shen Zui and Ma Yunfang looked at each other, then smiled at each other, and didn't care about anything. They started to torment the three little guys together. At this time, Shen Zheng and Shen Nan also quietly reached an agreement with Shen Lang and started to fight back. They had a long time of fuss until grandma came, and the family separated.

Shen Zui and Ma Yunfang can be better, Shen Zheng and Shen Nan are also considered a little better. As for Shen Lang, they are the worst one. They find that they are like a chicken coop, and they are also in one piece, and they are no longer as good as each other. Ma Yufang secretly smiled at the mother and second brother over there. Although the old lady was a little blamed, she still showed more joy and relief.

It was about six o'clock in the evening, and Ma Zheng came back just now, but he looked exhausted. When he approached the house, Shen Zheng and Shen Nan had already pounced over and called grandpa happily. Then he saw Shen Nan hugging Shen Lang's neck again, almost pulling Shen Lang in front of Ma Zhenggang, and said very flauntingly: "Grandpa, this is Shen Lang. Xiaolang, call him Grandpa."

"Hello, Grandpa."

Ma Zheng looked at his grandson and nodded, "It's good to come." As he was talking, the old man walked inside, "When did he arrive?" But while he was talking, Ma Zhenggang suddenly found that his second son and Lao Zhang were looking at him, as if he was trying to convey some news, and his old woman seemed to have discovered something, turned around and looked at the two people.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat. Grandpa, we're waiting for you. Our stomachs are almost hungry." As he said that, Chen Nan deliberately patted his belly, as if he was deliberately demonstrating with his master.

"Okay, okay." No matter how much clothes were changed, Ma Zhenggang was taken away by Chen Nan and Shen Zheng. However, when he left, the old man looked at his little grandson with special attention. Although his grandmother held his hand, he was not happy in his expression. He looked cold and arrogant.

What surprised him was that he saw that there was no special light flashing in his eyes. It could be said that he could not see any color. This made him feel a little uncomfortable. He couldn't say that he was displeased, but at least he didn't feel very comfortable. However, He Cui saw him, and a smile of conspiracy came out from the corner of his mouth. However, it was fleeting. But what she didn't expect was that this smile happened to make Ma Yunfang, who was walking on the other side of him, looked at him, and couldn't help but worry about his father. Every time he saw his mother's smile, it seemed that his father would feel uncomfortable for several days. It seemed that he was going to help his father this time.

As for whether I will be beaten by my mother in the future, it depends on whether my father will help the leader cover the dark cloud in the sky. I hope my father will not sell him.

When he sat on the seat, while his mother turned around to serve the food, Ma Yunfang put his hand on the table and knocked it lightly and twice. When he saw his father looking at him with some blame, he saw Ma Yunfang's wrist move, then raised his index finger slightly and pointed in a direction, then looked at Shen Lang's position. It didn't matter when he saw it, and he was almost shocked because Shen Lang was just looking at his finger? And his finger was still pointing at him!

But Ma Zhenggang still saw something, but at this time, grandma had already served the soup bowl on the table, "Come on, today is the day when our Yunfang reunion, so we must celebrate it well. Yunfang, go and bring your father's wine, and make an exception today."
Chapter completed!