Yes, Jian Congwu is also prepared.

However, after Duan Jia showed the birthday gift, he was embarrassed to take it out.

An old wild ginseng, just shipped in by air.

But compared with Duan Jia's gift, that thing is meaningless.

Things bought with money are equivalent to sending a big gold brick directly.

It's not difficult to prepare, sincerity is not enough!

For a moment, he didn't know what to do, suddenly, he looked at Cheng Jiangchuan behind him, and said:

"you first!"

If you want to die, you have to pull a backrest.

Don't even think about running away from embarrassing things.

Cheng Jiangchuan, who was picked up by him, also looked depressed.

The birthday gift he prepared was not ordinary.

A volume of Buddhist scriptures, hand-copied by a Buddhist master, is said to have been consecrated.

But the way to it is clear to everyone.

As long as you donate some incense money, you can get souvenirs.

When eating later, give it to grandpa, no problem.But now, it is obvious to compare it with Duan Jia's gift when it is displayed.

One is an old monk staying in the temple.

The other is the president of the Fine Arts Association, a representative figure in the art world.

If you weigh it casually, he will be defeated.

After hesitating for a while, he really had no choice but to subconsciously look at the cousin in front of him.

Now, Duan Jia has saved her a lot of face.

Say something for him, or, quickly open your mouth to expose this link.

Jian Shurou accepted the look in his begging help, thought about it, then turned to Jian Congwu and asked:

"Congwu, where did you put your things?"

"It's the one you two asked an illustrator to draw together."

In fact, it was originally a gift prepared by her.

A week ago, Jane Congwu sent the genealogy and photo album of Jian's family to Jiarou's studio, hoping that Duan Jia could draw a work based on those records.

It has been completed, Jian Congwu just brought it back from the studio today.

Even she hadn't had time to appreciate it.

Right now, the two brothers are in trouble, so they can only stand up first. She can trust Duan Jia's works.

After she reminded, Jian Congwu also reacted.

Although taking advantage of the old lady, it's better than embarrassing him here.

But his complexion didn't ease immediately, and he faltered and said:
"Sister, that work cannot be exhibited here."

In fact, he didn't open it to take a closer look.

Moreover, when he saw the big scroll in the studio, the first thing he thought of was that Duan Jia was messing with him.

Because the specifications are too big.

According to Xia Xingying, the scroll is 1.5 meters high, and when fully unfolded, it is nearly seven meters long.

Unable to unfold?

After hearing what her younger brother said, Jian Shurou frowned and looked at Duan Jia.

She only heard Jian Congwu complain that the size of the work was so large that she had to change it to a car before transporting it back.

This room can't fit.

What exactly is that?
When he heard about the illustrator, Jian Jianguo also became interested. Hearing Jian Congwu's description, it is estimated that this work is unusual.

Hastily asked:

"Did you bring it?"

This is not the old house of Jian's family. He was worried that Jian Congwu hadn't brought it, and he would have to wait until the party was over before he could appreciate it.

And Jian Congwu nodded very positively, and said:
"I put it downstairs."

Immediately afterwards, he saw the surprised faces of the crowd, and immediately turned around and walked downstairs.

Soon, others followed.

Not long after, the relatives of Jane's family sitting on the second floor and Mr. Jane appeared in the lobby on the first floor.

The company executives and invited business partners who were staying here were startled, got up in a hurry, and gave up the central position.

According to the original procedure, it would take more than an hour at the earliest before Mr. Jane would come down to meet them.

What the hell is going on?
Afterwards, they saw the eldest son of the Jian family leading a few people to the old man.

One order!
A huge picture scroll slowly unfolded in front of everyone.

It took eight or nine people before and after to lift the entire painting scroll and stabilize it.

Immediately afterwards, the guests present quickly circled to the front.

Competing to watch the works in front of you.

It is an ancient desert road, a caravan of camels.

Raising silkworms to make silk, pawning gold and silver.

Restaurant, ticket number.

Medicine, railways, until sailing.

There are also people, ranging from rags to fox fur coats, and even men with long braids.

……

The landscape is dotted with people, past and present converge.

Complicated, huge, yet integrated, lifelike.

While this weird and alternative picture scroll shocked everyone, it also raised countless questions.

What exactly does it describe?
What do you want to express?
But Mr. Jane was an exception. He approached the scroll step by step, raised his hand tremblingly and brushed every pen and ink.

He was laughing, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

After a while, he called softly:
"Jianguo, Jianguo, you come..."

"Do you know who this is?"

He pointed to a young man at the beginning of the picture, his voice trembling.

After hearing the old man's words, Jian Jianguo walked over quickly, without any hesitation, and answered:
"Taizu, Jian Hai."

"Dad, you said that it was he who sold his ancestral land to have our first shop."

After speaking, he slowly moved forward again.

As he walked, he pointed to the people and objects in the painting and introduced them one by one.

"Liezu, Jian Yuanshan, walked out of the first tea ceremony."

"Tianzu..."

With his narration, everyone gradually understood.

This is the history of Jane's family.

Everyone above has given Jane's family a strong stroke!
History is proof.

The work in front of everyone's eyes does not depict the scenery at all, but the history of blood and tears of the Jian family.

From far to near, step by step, it evolved into the current No. [-] wealthy family in Kyoto.

When Jian Jianguo finished his speech, the lobby suddenly burst into prolonged applause.

They saw how Jane's family became prosperous step by step.

Hereditary non-replacement is also a kind of belief inheritance.

Such a family is worthy of admiration. It is a kind of pride and luck to work with the Jian family.

In the distance, Jian Jianguo looked at Duan Jia who was standing outside the crowd, with a smile on his lips and eyes full of affirmation.

This is the work of an illustrator.

Nephew said it.

He also confirmed it with his own eyes.

Otherwise, in the first place, he screwed up.

Only Duan Jia has this ability, both spirit and form.

What is said is already discernible at a glance.

Duan Jia is really a genius and the perfect candidate to be his son-in-law.

Seeing such a situation, Duan Jia also breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't mess up the matter entrusted by his senior sister.

Mr. Jane likes this work.

But just when he sighed and passed another level, a word of praise came from behind him.

"Good job, illustrator!"

Hearing the voice, it was a middle-aged man.

Does he know who he is?

In an instant, Duan Jia turned his head and saw this man who walked beside him at some unknown time. He was tall and had silvery temples.

This person was on the second floor just now.

However, the other party did not wait for his inquiry, and directly revealed his identity.

"I am Ke Yan's father, Ke Jie!"

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