"Who are you calling?"

In an instant, everyone in the hall looked at each other with a confused look on their faces.

At this moment, Jiang Baiwan coughed, stood up and smiled, "Don't Xue, just ask someone to call me, why bother to do it yourself..."

"Do you think I want it?" Chen Biexue glanced lightly: "I've been pulled out."

"Cough..." Jiang Baiwan smiled awkwardly, then noticed the strange gazes of the people next to him, and immediately said decisively: "Don't snow, let's go, we can't let my uncle wait in a hurry."

Chen Biexue curled his lips and turned around and left without even saying hello.

Jiang Baiwan seemed to be used to his temperament, so he naturally didn't mind. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around: "Qi Xiang, why are you standing there? Come on."

"Huh?" Qi Xiang woke up from her dream and hurriedly followed.

Along the way, he was also a little confused and a little uneasy. He remembered that he had first met with Jiang Baiwan a few years ago. At that time, Jiang Baiwan was wandering in the street stall, accidentally touched him, and knocked the porcelain bowl on his hand to the ground and smashed it.

At that time, he didn't cheat anyone, just compensated the original price.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Baiwan was very sorry and insisted on treating him to a meal to express his apology.

When chatting at the dinner table, the two felt they were in love and exchanged contact information.

At that time, he was still making a living in the antique market. Jiang Baiwan had time to have time and liked to come and go for a walk. After a while, he had more times to meet, and the two of them became familiar with each other.

When he had time, he also helped Jiang Baiwan to find some things.

After a long time of contact, Jiang Baiwan invited him to his house to visit, and he was surprised to find that Jiang Baiwan was still a rich man. This was already enough to show off, but unexpectedly, it seemed that he was still hiding deeper.

At least, Qi Xiang never knew that Jiang Baiwan and the Chen family had a deep connection. Being able to call Chen Futu an uncle was even more annoyed to the second young master of the Chen family who came to invite him in person. If they had a common relationship, they would be insulting everyone's IQ.

Not only did Qi Xiang think so, but others were also full of surprises.

Especially the few people who were just chatting and laughing with Jiang Baiwan were shocked and had a burst of surprises. It seemed that they were full of luck and climbed up their thighs?

Not to mention everyone's speculation, under the guidance of Jiang Baiwan, Qi Xiang left the wide courtyard and followed the undulating mountain buildings for more than ten minutes before he stopped in a very elegant attic.

The attic is pure wooden structure, with complicated hollow window flowers, and is carved very exquisitely. Several large red pillars are symmetrically supported, and bells are hung under the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells are crisp and pleasant, and full of charm.

The attic door is open, and there is a spacious hall inside.

At this moment, there were also many people in the hall, surrounding a soft carpet, smiling at a white and tender fat doll sitting among a pile of things, grabbing and biting...

Qi Xiang glanced at him and knew what was going on.

"Catch Zhou!"

This is also a very ancient custom. According to legend, such customs were spread before the pre-Qin period. During the Tang and Song dynasties, it began to spread throughout the country, called "Shizui, or Zhouzui".

The ancients thought that when a child caught Zhou, he could tell whether he had a future in his growth by looking at what he caught.

Of course, people nowadays must not have such superstitious ideas. Holding a weekly culling ceremony is purely a fun game to help children enjoy their joy at the age of one year.

When he walked into the hall, Qi Xiang could see more clearly, and saw the things placed on the carpet, including books, abacus, coins, brushes, and all kinds of messy and very expensive things.

A rough count shows that there are at least hundreds of pieces, and each piece is different.

The chubby child, wearing a red bellyband and white and tender little hands and feet, was lying on a pile of things, with dark eyes, very confused, and didn't understand what a group of hateful adults wanted him to do.

Under the urging and guidance of others, he grabbed a jade seal with his little hands and then bit it in his mouth...

In an instant, the child's facial features were wrinkled, and with a wave of his hand, he threw away the seal.

"Ha ha……"

In the crowd, everyone laughed happily.

"Poor kid, he left a dark history at such a young age. He must be ashamed to grow up." Chen Biexue shook his head slightly, walked up quickly and said, "Dad, Brother Jiang is here."

When a person hears the sound, he suddenly turns around, like a lion turning back, and naturally has a certain temperament.

The man was about fifty or sixty years old, with a full heaven, a square pavilion, fair skin on his face and rosy luster. This is a typical appearance of wealth, prosperity, blessing and longevity.

Qi Xiang doesn't know how to read photos, but she knows how to read people.

Needless to say, that person must be Chen Futu, the King of Jinling, who is invincible.

As a big shot in the eyes of many people, Chen Futu has no airs and is very easy-going. He waved with a smile: "Zhongliu, since you are here, just come here directly, why wait outside?"

Qi Xiang was stunned, but suddenly heard Jiang Baiwan responding with a smile: "I know you are busy, so I won't disturb you much."

"I'm busy, but I'm busy entertaining you guests." Chen Futu smiled and said, "If you don't come, how can I be busy?"

Jiang Baiwan was timid, and suddenly, someone in the crowd laughed and said, "Uncle, I think they are not afraid of disturbing you, but are arrogant and are waiting for you to send someone to invite him."

Qi Xiangxun looked out and saw a man in his thirties walking out. He had a warm smile on his face, treating others as warm as the spring breeze. Every word seemed to be joking, but in fact he had a hidden cleverness and a knife hidden in his smile.

"Mist in the clouds!" Jiang Baiwan's expression changed and his face turned cold.

He was cold, but the fog was hot in the clouds. He walked over enthusiastically and greeted with a smile: "Brother Jiang, it's been a long time since I saw you, how are you doing lately?"

"It was good, but it wasn't great when you saw you." Jiang Baiwan was very direct and hummed: "We don't seem to be familiar with each other. Can you stay away from me? You'll get annoyed when you see you."

"Brother Jiang, you are still so funny." Yun Zhongwu smiled, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Baiwan also smiled, with a simple expression and said: "It's not that I'm funny, it's that you're humorous..."

As long as you know what kind of relationship the two usually have, you can hear it. Jiang Baiwan's words are full of sarcasm.

Yun Zhongwu pretended not to understand and continued to smile: "Brother Jiang, I saw someone carrying a big box just now. I heard that it was your gift to my uncle. It was such a big deal."

Jiang Baiwan ignored him and turned around and said, "I don't have any respect. I hope my uncle can like it."

Chen Futu seemed to have no idea that the two were fighting openly and secretly, but he was still very easy-going: "It's good that you guys come, don't always bring any gifts..."

Chen Biexue next to him heard a few words and seemed a little impatient. He walked away directly, then came to the carpet, bent down and picked up the chubby child, and sat next to him to have fun.

After a while, the child was babbling and dancing with silly joy.

Seeing this, the people next to them dispersed in a tacit understanding and gathered together in groups of three or three to chat with each other.

Qi Xiang observed silently, but sighed in his heart. The words of these people seemed to have a lot of information hidden, which really opened his eyes and was eager to try.

The topics these people chat with include finance, technology, current affairs, and stocks...

Some sporadic insider information made Qi Xiang want to fly back immediately and buy. He is seriously short of money now, so he naturally doesn't want to miss this opportunity to make a fortune.

When Qi Xiang was in a state of great enthusiasm, he suddenly felt the corners of his pants tightened. He quickly looked down and was stunned.

At this time, Chen Biexue seemed to be exercising the ability of fat baby to crawl. She took a rattle in front to make fun of it. When the child heard the sound, he immediately crawled over with his hands and feet.

But I had only been halfway through. When I passed by Qi Xiang, the child suddenly stopped moving. I wonder if he was tired. Anyway, he just held up his chubby little hand and pulled Qi Xiang's pants corner, as if he was hiding.

For a moment, in front of everyone, Qi Xiang felt the different gazes of everyone, and was a little confused and at a loss.

Fortunately, Chen Biexue came quickly at this time, glanced at Qi Xiang coldly, and immediately hugged the child in his arms. He wanted to walk away, but the child struggled and raised his little hand and screamed.

Chen Biexue frowned and quickly put the rattle on the child's hands and fiddled with him.

Unexpectedly, the chubby doll was not grateful at all, and threw away the rattle casually. The sound from her mouth was a little crying.

In an instant, a young woman with a fair skin and beautiful appearance, hurried over and said, "Second Uncle, he may be hungry, I'll hug you."

Chen Biexue nodded and handed the child to the young woman.

"Don't cry, be good..." The young woman gently persuaded her, took a bottle of warm milk from the table next to her and carefully placed it on the child's mouth.

The child took a few sips and suddenly twisted his head. His white, tender and chubby little hands were scrambling in the air, and his body was constantly struggling, screaming in awe.

There was a lot of noise here, which quickly attracted everyone's attention. Chen Futu left Jiang Baiwan and Yunzhongwu, and strode to ask, "What's going on?"

"Dad, the baby seems to be hungry, but he refuses to eat." The young woman whispered, a little nervous.

Chen Futu personally checked the milk and found that there was no problem. But when he put it to the child's mouth, he was indeed not interested. His fat and white hands kept stretching in one direction, as if he was trying to grab something.

Seeing this, Chen Futu's heart moved and said in a deep voice: "Let him down."

"Ah?" The young woman was shocked and stunned for a moment, but she did not dare to disobey Chen Futu's wishes. She had to carefully place the child on the soft carpet.

As soon as the child landed, he seemed to have a confused look in his dark and shining childish eyes. But soon, he turned around, happily climbed to a person's feet, continued to pull the corner of his pants, and raised his fleshy little hands to hug him...
Chapter completed!