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Zhao Xinyu sighed and nodded. Slowly he talked about what happened back then.

Jiao Hongzhuo liked to stick to Zhao Xinyu very much at that time. His family was too poor to buy toys, so Zhao Xinyu could only make some small things for Jiao Hongzhuo through carving.

Although no one taught him, Zhao Xinyu was able to carve out his own style. Even his grandfather praised the carvings. At that time, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was Zhao Xinyu who carved molds to make mooncakes.

There were a lot of people in the family those days, but Zhao Xinyu didn't feel much about it. Now that there are only a few people in the family, whenever he talks about moon cakes, he always thinks of the past, thinking that his brother who he loved so much has now become his enemy. Very sad.

After hearing what Zhao Xinyu said, Luo Xiao sighed slightly, "Xinyu, he will regret it in the future."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Grandpa Luo, what he is like now may have something to do with what I did back then. If I had taught him well, he might not have become what he is now."

"Xinyu, you have forgotten who your grandfather is. He can teach the five of you, but why can't you teach him? It's human nature. Don't think about him. You have been extremely kind to him. If he ever thinks about what you did to him in the first place, Even if you're kind enough, he wouldn't do this to you, just let it go."

Hearing this, Zhao Xinyu's body trembled, his eyes fluctuated a few times, and he looked at Luo Xiao who was speaking, "Grandpa Luo, you mean that grandpa has long..."

Luo Xiao nodded, "How broad your grandfather's vision is. He can see everything clearly. It's just that you always remember the brotherhood. If you think about it in reverse, you will understand a lot."

Zhao Xinyu nodded subconsciously, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Seeing the change in Zhao Xinyu's expression, Luo Xiao felt a little relieved. Although Zhao Xinyu was not old, many times, Du Yu didn't need to make much sense on some things. Many times, he could understand with just a few clicks. This is also the reason why they appreciate Zhao Xinyu.

"Xinyu, Mengmeng is right. Your carving skills will be considered to be at their peak. Such skills can really be passed down. You have Jiang Pengyu in Chinese medicine. Why don't you find a child who can pass on your carving skills? He is so old. We still can’t find a few talented kids in Xihanling.”

Liu Fengying's almond-shaped eyes flickered a few times, "I think He Yuzhu is pretty good. I went to the kitchen several times and saw him learning from the carving master. The things he carved are also pretty good."

Zhao Xinyu's eyes lit up and he looked at Liu Fengying. Zheng Min was the first woman he came into contact with after coming to Xihanling. He said that Zheng Min was uneducated, but he admired Zheng Min as a person. Not only did she not leave after her husband died, Instead, he took on the responsibility of raising his parents-in-law.

Although Zheng Min is not short of money now, she has never pampered He Yuzhu. With a mother like Zheng Min, He Yuzhu will not go wrong no matter what he does in the future.

"I'll ask Sister Min sometime. If Yuzhu really likes carving, I can teach him."

"Zhao Xinyu, you made so many molds, are you still in your hometown?"

Zhao Xinyu scratched his head, "I asked grandpa to make a fire to cook."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. The old man is really a talent. I wonder what he would think if he heard this now. What he burned was not wood but money.

Zhao Xinyu agreed to create a handmade mooncake workshop, and Han Jun and the others immediately started preparations. At the same time, they announced to the outside world that all the mooncake mold sets on the Internet were made by Zhao Xinyu.

This news was no less than an eight-magnitude earthquake. Experts and collectors who speculated that the mold was made by the master sculptor were shocked on the outside and tender on the inside.

The Internet is even more surprised. A few years after Zhao Xinyu was born, everything he does can make people talk about it for a long time.

The vegetables and fruits grown taste first-class and can make the most ferocious animals become human friends. There are many rare species in the village, and the medicinal wine, red wine and beverages brewed are impossible to replicate.

Traditional Chinese medicine has given countless liver cancer patients a new lease of life. Until now, Western doctors who have always looked down on traditional Chinese medicine will give a thumbs up every time they mention Zhao Xinyu.

He has created myths one after another. Now, the carvings have revealed a mold that even the carving masters lamented. People no longer know how to describe Zhao Xinyu.

However, some people on the Internet also raised doubts. After all, the mooncake set did not appear in Xihanling, but someone uploaded it to the Internet. If it was really Zhao Xinyu who carved the mold, Xihanling would have shown the mold long ago when he spoke out, but Xihanling just took a screenshot of the photo on the Internet.

But just after these doubts emerged, photos of exquisite molds were uploaded to the Internet. The people who uploaded the photos had only one sentence, and that was to thank Brother Xinyu for giving them the most precious Mid-Autumn Festival gift.

As soon as these photos spread, people immediately thought of the time that made Zhao Xinyu angry. It was a group of young men and women. Everyone couldn't help but sigh, these young people are really lucky to have such a big brother to love and care for him, and he even has a relationship with a general worth tens of millions. All the molds can be given away.

Just when people were sighing, a mooncake set and mold that had never appeared before appeared on the Internet. Different from the several sets of molds that appeared on the Internet, this set looked very simple, with a full moon and a The teacher who is sitting at his desk judging homework, says that the heart of a grass can be rewarded with three rays of spring. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, teacher.

Such a unique Mid-Autumn moon cake mold has transcended the scope of the Mid-Autumn Festival. It contains a deep sense of gratitude. People dare to say that such a moon cake mold has never appeared before.

It was Kang Jie who sent the picture. While showing off the mooncakes and molds that Zhao Xinyu gave to his father, he used his childhood understanding of Zhao Xinyu to tell the story of Zhao Xinyu's situation when he was in school, and how Zhao Xinyu became rich after he became rich. Bring your parents and yourself to Sehanling.

One pickled egg a day's meal, three pickled eggs a day, and a meal of noodles are like Chinese New Year. Zhao Xinyu's situation made countless people cry because he didn't have a graduation photo for one yuan and eighty cents. They didn't expect that Zhao Xinyu had such an experience behind his fame.

A few pickled eggs and a few noodles have always been remembered by Zhao Xinyu. After the teacher retired, he brought the teacher to Xihanling. This is not to show off, but to show true gratitude. And if this kind of gratitude is not Kang Jay mentioned that maybe no one would know.

Not to mention the netizens, even Du Mengnan, Liu Fengying, and Guan Bingtong were in tears when they saw Kang Jie's post.

After crying, Liu Fengying's eyes were red and swollen, and she started to read the people's comments below, and then she couldn't help but become happy, which made Du Mengnan and the others confused.

When they turned on their phones, they couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong? Zhao Xinyu, who was about to comfort the three of them, was stunned."

"See for yourself." Liu Fengying handed the phone to Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu glanced at it for a few times, his head darkened, and his face was full of depression. He saw many people who knew him below telling stories about him, and there were many unknown embarrassing things among them.

"Hurry up and call Xiaojie and ask him to delete the post. People are asking for root cause. It's better now. They even took off my pants."

After everyone heard what Zhao Xinyu said, the originally slightly sad living room was filled with laughter.

After laughing, Luo Xiao sighed slightly, "Xinyu, keep it. Let today's young people see that it is not just a good family that can get ahead. As long as they have perseverance, success will always belong to them."

Du Mengnan chuckled, "Did you hear that? Your story is people's inspirational story. They are fabricated, but yours is not. They may not believe what Xiaojie said, but with so many comments, they should believe it."

After saying this, Du Mengnan flipped through her phone again, and then she was slightly stunned. She saw another post. There were a few eggs in the post, and below was a sentence. Brother Xinyu always remembers the kindness of Teacher Kang. She has been with her all these years. He tried to pickle a different kind of pickled eggs to repay the teacher, and now he finally succeeded. Now more than 500 kilograms of pickled eggs are pickled in Wenying Pavilion, and they will be sold in Wuyou Restaurant in a few days.

Less than a few minutes after the post was posted, a line appeared below accusing the person who posted it of keeping it secret and not giving them Zhao Xinyu’s pickled eggs.

Du Mengnan looked at Zhao Xinyu, "Zhao Xinyu, when did you become so dishonest?"

Zhao Xinyu was slightly startled, "Me?"

"That day we saw with our own eyes that all the pickled eggs were robbed. Why did Feifei have pickled eggs in her hand again?"

Zhao Xinyu smiled awkwardly, "Feifei, you don't understand yet, she must be teasing you again."

Du Mengnan shook his head, "No, when Feifei left that day, I told her why she just carried a box, and Han Jun and the others refused to help. You must have pickled eggs elsewhere."

Zhao Xinyu scratched his head and said, "No, Feifei took it all."

"It's really gone," Luo Xiao also looked at Zhao Xinyu and asked.

"Grandpa Luo, there were more than thirty pickles that day, so I made a wine jar and marinated a jar. Feifei said she wanted to eat it, so I told her to give it to her."

Du Mengnan smiled coldly, "Just wait for their phone calls to bombard you."

As soon as Du Mengnan finished speaking, the mobile phone in Zhao Xinyu's pocket buzzed. Zhao Xinyu took out his mobile phone and saw the phone number on it. He looked at Du Mengnan speechlessly, "You crow's mouth."

After hearing what Zhao Xinyu said, Du Mengnan and the others stared at Zhao Xinyu with suppressed smiles. They wanted to see how Zhao Xinyu would explain to Du Mengyao and the others.

They saw Zhao Xinyu take a deep breath, answer the phone, and his voice changed, "Sorry! The number you called is not available now. Sorry! The number you called is not available now."

When Zhao Xinyu said these words, Du Mengnan and the others were completely dumbfounded, because they could not hear a trace of Zhao Xinyu's voice in the voice. The voice was exactly the computer-synthesized voice they usually heard on the phone.

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