Lianlian rolled her eyes and stared at me fiercely: "One hundred thousand yuan is just a waste of water! Are you still beautiful?" Beside her, Feizi was also talking to Tiezi in a very low voice, and he took his chin to point at me from time to time, as if he was laughing at me. Yes. In the eyes of others, my behavior of not wanting bonuses is really a bit suspicious of showing off. Do they think I am a fake noble?

I ignored them and continued to hum my little song on the ground.

Lian Lian was so angry that she reached out and grabbed my arm: "I don't care, you promised to buy me clothes!"

"Oh, be careful." I took the painting and hid, "Don't break it."

Lianlian made a move that was about to faint: "I'm so kind, do you really treat it as a treasure?"

Feizi and Tiezi were both in college and had classes in the afternoon. So they didn't go with us.

Lianlian and I sat in Yan Wanru's good place and returned to our Beiyuan home.

As soon as he entered the house, Lianlian complained to Grandma Bao with jealousy: "Brother Jing is so stupid. He solved the case. He deserved to get a bonus of 100,000 yuan, but what do you think he did? He didn't want it, so he changed his pair of broken paintings! Oh, I'm so angry!"

Yan Wanru smiled and bounced her daughter's forehead: "It's not big."

Grandma Bauxing looked at me strangely: "You deserve that money, why didn't you ask for it?"

I wanted to speak on the Internet, but Yan Wanru explained to me: "He must be due to my relationship. I feel that it is right to help me, so I am embarrassed to get the money, so I symbolically took the secondary painting."

I interrupted and said, "I don't mean that, Sister Yan, this painting is actually tricky, it's not as simple as it seems."

"Brave!" Lianlian said bluntly: "If it is really an ancient painting, can my mother recognize it?"

Yan Wanru glanced at me angrily. "Haha, your sister Yan has been in the cultural relics market for ten years. Are you doubting Sister Yan's eyesight?" She sat down beside me, reached out to take it, spread the painting on the sand, and pointed to it and said, "Do you remember I taught you? Whether it is the quality of the picture or the installation of socks, it is not right."

"Brother Jing, you are so stupid.

"Lianlian also came over and kept hitting me.

I smiled and said, "I know this painting was printed on the computer."

Yan Wanruqi said, "Huh? Then you still say there is something wrong with it?"

"What I said is not about painting." I directly took the scroll on Yan Wanru's leg to me, twisted it hard, twisted the rightmost end of the plastic scroll as thick as a fist, and then turned it downwards. In the shocked sight of Yan Wanru and his daughter, something actually slipped out of the scroll!

An ancient painting of a small size!
Chapter completed!