Chapter 104 Say Strange Things

As a person who has experienced it, Bi Wentao understood one or two when he saw Shen Qingcheng's obscure eyes.

When Shen Qingcheng saw Bi Wentao looking at him, he blushed and said the words he had accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Dad, it was helpless to part with Yun Xiner at that time. During the days when Yun Xin was far away from the Buddha carving statues, I always accompanied Xiaojiu at night, and then got drunk until dawn. For a while, after I got drunk, I dreamed of Yun Xin in my dream, and I... I still had something to do with her in the clouds and rain."

When talking about Yunyu, Shen Qingcheng's face turned redder and he lowered his head embarrassedly.

Bi Wentao had a bold idea in his mind. After all, don’t you often play the role of princesses escaping from the palace in TV series?

Bi Wentao told Shen Qingcheng what he thought, "Qingcheng, do you think it would be that you were not Zui Meng at that time, but the princess escaped from the Daliang Palace and then had an affair with you. The Emperor Daliang, because the princess was originally a marriage gang but fled abroad and lost the royal face, so he claimed to the public that the princess was dead... In fact, the princess was missing."

Bi Wentao's thought coincided with Shen Qingcheng's thoughts just now, "Dad, you and I have gone together. Only when the princess disappeared, went to a foreign land, and gave birth to Mo Ding and her children, can we have descendants of our Shen family."

Shen Qingcheng hugged Bi Wentao excitedly, and the father and son hugged each other with a little more emotion in his heart.

"There are really all kinds of strange things in this world. I didn't expect that this bizarre thing would happen to our family. We, father and son, will know this before we can not make any public comments.

Qingcheng, tomorrow you and Xin'er will go back to Chen's house with Yuliang. I heard that Mr. Chen has learned good calligraphy. I happened to have a good inkstone given by someone else. Tomorrow you give this to Mr. Chen, as our filial piety to him."

As he said that, Bi Wentao turned around and took out a black satin-packed brocade box from the safe, which looked very expensive.

After Shen Qingcheng took the inkstone from Bi Wentao's hand, he was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the inkstone he carved back to his hand.

Shen Qingcheng was a little excited, "Dad, I carved this three-faced Buddha in the old pit Tao inkstone. It was found by a middle-aged man who found me. It took me three days to carve it."

Bi Wentao did not expect that it would be so coincidental, "This inkstone was given by a friend of my business a while ago."

Shen Qingcheng still remembered that the other party gave him a reward of 100,000 yuan at that time. I thought that the inkstone was just for the carving fee, so the other party gave him a hundred thousand yuan. I think the inkstone was expensive. "Dad, does the other party say the price of this inkstone?"

Shen Qingcheng smiled and patted Shen Qingcheng on the shoulder, "Silly son, do you have the nerve to ask the price of someone else's gift to you? I don't know the specific price! But just looking at the quality and quality of the inkstone, you will need 500,000 yuan to get the base if you lose it."

Bi Wentao then said to Shen Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, look how destined you are. It makes you feel more sincere when you give the old pit Tao inkstone you carved by yourself. I heard from your father-in-law that Mr. Chen can collect the inkstone.

The old man will be satisfied with this old pit Tao inkstone and the lifelike three-faced Buddha you carved. Of course, he will also like you, his grandson-in-law."

Because of the Shen family's accident that year, Bi Wentao always felt regretful that he did not perform filial piety in front of Grandpa Qingcheng.

"Thank you dad for giving up such a precious Tao inkstone. I... I didn't expect that the inkstone that I had gone around would return to my dad's hand, and now it's mine."

Bi Wentao praised Shen Qingcheng's carving work, "Son, your carving work is indeed very exquisite. This inkstone has a lot of color with the three-faced Buddha you carved."

Shen Qingcheng blushed and dedicated to Bi Wentao, "Dad, the carving fee he gave me was 100,000 yuan at that time. I think his inkstone is very valuable."

Bi Wentao put his hand on Shen Qingcheng's shoulder and said about tomorrow's arrangements.

"Son, tomorrow you will follow Xin'er back to Mr. Chen's house to visit relatives. Your mother and I will have the earliest flight back to Country M tomorrow morning. Your mother and I will go back to bring the Shen family tree back, and then we will go find your grandpa together."

Shen Qingcheng was a little surprised, "Dad, have you applied for the visa to return to Country M?"

Bi Wentao sighed softly, "Many years ago, your mother and I got M nationality. When we find your grandfather, your mother and I will change our nationality back and we will reunite our family."

Shen Qingcheng responded to Bi Wentao, "Okay, dad, is there really news from grandpa?"

Bi Wentao was not sure, "It was just that the people sent to find some clues, and I believe they will be able to find them in a few days. The other party said that there will be news in the past two days."

Shen Qingcheng wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Bi Wentao, "I have been busy all day today. You and Xin'er should go to bed early after washing up. Before the wedding, you should still be more restrained."

Bi Wentao's words of restraint made Shen Qingcheng blush again. Bi Wentao joked at Shen Qingcheng, "Look at you, who is thin-skinned, blushed at every turn, but you don't look like our old Shen family."

When Shen Qingcheng and Bi Wentao came out of the study, they found that Chen Zhixiner and Mo Qiuhua were in the studio, and the two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were actually painting the flying goddess.

Shen Qingcheng did not expect that Mo Qiuhua's painting skills were very exquisite, and the expression of the flying goddess in Mo Qiuhua's paintings was very vivid.

"Mom, the flying goddess you painted has caught up with the painting skills of the flying goddess in Dunhuang murals."

Shen Qingcheng praised Mo Qiuhua from the bottom of his heart. When Chen Xiner saw Shen Qingcheng entering the studio, she hurriedly pulled Shen Qingcheng towards her easel.

"Qingcheng, look at the flying goddess I painted, isn't it also very good?"

When Shen Qingcheng saw the flying goddess painted by Chen Xiner, his eyes felt hot, and a line of hot tears flowed down his face.

Shen Qingcheng silently hugged Chen Xiner tightly in his arms, "Xin'er, my Xiner, no matter how time changes, no matter how time and space change, you will always be my heart."

Chen Xiner was a little confused. She was tightly held in Shen Qingcheng's arms. The most important thing was that Shen Qingcheng was crying, which made her feel a little out of touch.

"Qingcheng, what's wrong with you?" Chen Xiner asked Shen Qingcheng worriedly. Shen Qingcheng's sad expression just now made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Mo Qiuhua also saw Shen Qingcheng's sudden sad look, "Son, what's wrong with you? You hugged Xin'er and said that time was from time and space again, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he had lost his attitude, Shen Qingcheng hurriedly packed up his mood, wiped the tears from his face, and forced a smile to explain to Mo Qiuhua, "Mom, no...I'm fine, I was joking with Xin'er just now."
Chapter completed!