Revenging Son-in-law

0Chu Gengnian said, "Oh my, Old Luo, since you gave me such a precious Tang Bohu calligraphy and painting, I have to give you one too."    0

    

After saying that, Chu Gengnian got up and walked into his bedroom. Not long after, he came out again, holding a painting that he had unfolded in his hand. It was the most precious painting of Gu Kaizhi, the Painting of God Luo.    

    

Chu Gengnian said, "Old Luo, since both of us have a common hobby, in the future, we will spar and interact with each other. I'll accept this painting of Tang Bohu's apricot cottage, but you must also accept this painting of Luo Shen. We can consider this a painting of friendship. "    

    

Although Gu Kaizhi's reputation was not as good as Tang Bohu's, his calligraphy and painting were still quite expensive.    

    

Qin Yuan pretended to glance at it unintentionally, and then some knowledge about appraising calligraphy and painting emerged in his mind once again. A trace of spiritual energy flashed in his eyes, and then he determined that his father-in-law's painting was real.    

    

Luo Ming's painting of Tang Bohu's apricot cottage was fake, but his father-in-law's painting of the God Luo was real. If his father-in-law accepted the fake painting of Tang Bohu and gave it to Luo Ming at the same time. Wouldn't that mean that he was using the real one to exchange for the fake one?    

    

Qin Yuan immediately felt unhappy. If Luo Ming's family didn't know that Tang Bohu's painting and calligraphy were fake, it wouldn't be a big deal. But if they knew that the painting was fake, they would use a fake one to exchange for the real one in their father-in-law's hands. That would mean that they had evil intentions.    

    

When Luo Ming saw the painting of the God of Luo, his eyes instantly lit up. He hurriedly said, "Aiya, Brother-in-law, isn't this the painting of the God of Luo by the famous painter of the Jin Dynasty, Gu Kaizhi? This painting is too precious. It's on par with my painting of the apricot cottage. Brother-in-law, you're being too polite with me. "    

    

Chu Gengnian was a real person. He felt that since this person had given him a famous painting, he had to give the other party a painting no matter what. He could not let the other party suffer any losses. So he said very sincerely, "Old Luo, I will accept your painting. Please accept my painting as well. As I said earlier, this can be considered as a painting meeting. "    

    

Luo Ming nodded his head repeatedly. "Haha, what a good friend through painting. Fine, since you are so sincere, brother-in-law, then... Then I won't be polite with your painting. In the future, when my son-in-law, Du Fei, makes some famous paintings for me, I will definitely get it here as soon as possible. We brothers will appraise it together. Hahaha. "    

    

After saying that, Luo Ming rolled up the painting and prepared to put it into his pocket. Chu Gengnian also prepared to put away Tang Bohu's painting.    

    

Qin Yuan took a look. Heh, this Luo Ming really accepted his father-in-law's genuine painting. He wanted to exchange a fake painting for a real one. This was a good plan, but it would be a great loss for his father-in-law.    

    

Think about it. Gu Kaizhi's real painting was worth millions, but if Tang Bohu's painting was fake, it would at most be worth thousands of dollars. No matter what, it would be his father-in-law's loss.    

    

Therefore, Qin Yuan could not care about that anymore. He took a step forward and said to his father-in-law, "Dad, wait. You can't take this painting."    

    

Chu Gengnian had already carefully rolled up Tang Bohu's painting. When he heard what Qin Yuan said, he was surprised.    

    

Qin Yuan pointed at the fake painting of Tang Bohu and said, "Dad, this painting is fake."    

    

When they heard this, everyone was shocked, and then they turned their eyes to Qin Yuan.    

    

Chu Gengnian was also stunned. He looked at the painting of Tang Bohu in his hand and asked, "Qin Yuan, what did you say just now?"    

    

"I said this painting is fake." Qin Yuan repeated his words.    

    

But these words immediately angered Luo Ming.    

    

"What did you say? You actually said that my painting is fake? Hey, kid, I think you took the wrong medicine, right? This painting was bought by my son-in-law, Du Fei, from an auction that cost tens of millions. I have always regarded it as a treasure. Now, I reluctantly gave it to my brother-in-law, but you actually said that it was fake with your red teeth and white teeth."    

    

Du Fei's expression also changed. "Qin Yuan, you can eat anything you want, but you can't speak nonsense. What right do you have to say that this painting of Tang Bohu is fake?"    

    

Luo Zhilan also said angrily, "Qin, you useless trash, what do you know? You said that this painting is fake. This is slapping our faces. How could my husband, Du Fei, make a fake painting and give it to my father? How could my father possibly give this fake painting to Second Uncle? "    

    

Han Yu went forward and pushed Qin Yuan to the side. She said impatiently," Rolling, rolling, rolling. You are a good-for-nothing. What kind of calligraphy and painting do you know? It would be strange if you could tell if it was real or fake. Don't cause trouble here. Scram to the side. "    

    

Everyone no longer paid attention to Qin Yuan. They all felt that he was causing trouble.    

    

Seeing that his father-in-law, Chu Gengnian, was about to put away Tang Bohu's fake painting, Qin Yuan took another step forward and snatched the painting from him. He said, "Dad, it's fine if they don't believe me. Even you don't believe me? If I say this painting is fake, then it is fake. You can use your real painting to exchange for this fake painting. It's not worth it. "    

    

Chu Gengnian was stunned for a moment, then he said, "Yuan, you don't know anything about calligraphy and paintings. Don't talk nonsense here. Otherwise, you will make everyone unhappy. How could your uncle give me a fake painting?"    

    

His mother-in-law, Han Ying, scolded him, "Wretched fool, shut up. If you dare to say another word, do you believe that I will tear your mouth apart?"    

    

Chu Zijing was also a little embarrassed. She also knew her useless husband. He only knew how to wash clothes, cook, and do housework. How could he know how to appreciate calligraphy and paintings? Just by saying that the painting that her uncle gave her was fake, did he not know how to slap people's faces?    

    

Chu Zijing hurriedly went forward and pulled Qin Yuan to the side. She whispered, "Alright, stop messing around here. Hurry up and do your work."    

    

Qin Yuan said with some grievance, "Wife, I did not make trouble. My dad used a real painting with millions of dollars to exchange for a fake painting with a few thousand dollars. It is a huge loss."    

    

"Shut up. What right do you have to say that the painting his uncle gave was fake?" Chu Zijing said.    

    

"Wife, you don't believe me? Alright, I'll prove it to you." Qin Yuan said.