The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Everyone kept playing until early in the morning. Each of Xia's mothers received a red envelope, one for each person. The three babies had the biggest red envelopes. The adults were all symbolic of the celebration, so everyone accepted it with a smile.

Eating sweet sesame glutinous rice balls as a midnight snack in the early morning is also the first time for most of the Fat Cat Studio members who come as guests. After all, there are more northerners in the studio, and northerners are more accustomed to eating dumplings on the first day of the new year.

"Mom, last Spring Festival you said that if I brought Zeng Jingyi back for the New Year, you said you would give me a treasure, and you said it was magical. Hey, I brought it back to you. What kind of treasure is it? Come and see?"

"This treasure of mine is for my daughter-in-law, will Jingyi accept it?" Xia's mother said with a smile.

"Don't worry, I can't run away. Your son is so handsome, I have already fascinated her."

Zeng Jingyi was so shy that she didn't say anything, and just patted the shameless Xia Haoyang gently.

"Okay, I'll show it to you." Xia's mother looked at the two of them and smiled, then walked upstairs again.

"I don't even know what other treasures your Xia family has? My mother-in-law is partial." Kuang Yurou pouted slightly.

"To be honest, I don't know. I haven't heard my parents mention it since I was a child." Xia Haoqi, the second oldest child, scratched his head.

"Second brother, mom didn't tell you that if she catches Sun Na, will she give you some kind of treasure?" Sister-in-law Kuang Yurou was really curious.

"No, mom didn't say that." Xia Haoqi looked a little silly.

"So it's my mother who is partial and loves the youngest." Kuang Yurou said with a smile.

"There are only some antiques, porcelain, and jades at home. I haven't heard of any heirlooms. I'll find out when mom comes down." The eldest Xia Haogang thought for a while and said.

When other guests heard that there was a baby, they were also very curious and looking forward to what it was.

Not long after, Xia's mother came down from upstairs, holding a scroll in her hand. It looked like a picture scroll or a famous calligraphy and painting.

Everyone looked at each other and asked, "Is it Wang Xizhi's authentic work?"

"What's the current market price for Wang Xizhi's authentic paintings? Is it more expensive than the Mona Lisa?"

"If it is really Wang Xizhi's original work, it will definitely be comparable to the Mona Lisa."

Mother Xia walked to a coffee table, slowly opened the scroll on her hand, and looked at everyone with a smile, "Come on, everyone, come and take a look."

It was the elder sister-in-law Kuang Yurou and the second child Xia Haoqi who moved after hearing the news. Xia Haoyang also got up and walked to the coffee table.

"Hey, the character in this painting looks very much like Zeng Jingyi." The sister-in-law said.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became interested, glanced at each other, and walked towards the coffee table where the scrolls were placed.

Zeng Jingyi was a little confused, but she also leaned towards the coffee table where the painting was placed.

"The time on the scroll is 1899." Xia Haoqi, the second eldest child, noticed the details.

Everyone came over and said, "Hey, it really looks like Jingyi. Who is the character in this portrait? Jingyi is not the illegitimate daughter of the Xia family, right? Isn't that just a couple turning into siblings?"

"Brother and sister, my second brother just said that the time on the scroll was 1899, 120 years ago." Xia Haoyang knocked Qin Jiali's head.

"Oh, but don't hit me on the head." After all, this was the Xia family, so Qin Jiali resisted saying "bad guy, fat boss."

"Is it similar?" Xia's mother asked.

"It looks so much like her, and she also has short hair."

"This painting is not a famous work. It is an oil painting painted by your great-grandfather when he went to study abroad. We have a tradition in Wen City that men cannot marry outsiders. When your great-grandfather wanted to study abroad, there was a condition in the family that he must get married first. If you want to go abroad again, your great-grandfather also agreed to go abroad."

"But it seems that while studying abroad, he got to know the girl in the painting and even made a painting for her. But after his studies, your great-grandfather returned to Wenzhou alone." Xia's mother said.

"So the girl in the painting is Grandpa's lover or Bai Yueguang?" Xia Haoqi, the second child, asked curiously.

"Probably." Mother Xia nodded with a smile, "When your great-grandfather passed away, I had not yet married into your Xia family, but I also attended your great-grandfather's funeral. At that time, it was said that your great-grandfather had a will that said when he passed away This painting and a diary were burned to ashes and buried together, but your grandfather rejected it."

"Grandpa, why did you object?" Xia Haoqi, the second oldest, asked.

"I must be afraid that grandma will be angry. This is my lover." Qin Jiali interrupted. Later, she felt that it was inappropriate to say such words, and she stuck out her tongue to apologize.

Mother Xia wasn't angry at all. She looked at Qin Jiali and smiled: "That's probably true. Anyway, your grandfather burned the diary, and then this painting was thrown into the utility room. It was also the only thing left by your great-grandfather. I Occasionally, I only saw it when I was sorting out my things one day. Later, I met Zeng Jingyi while traveling in Yancheng, and I had a feeling that Jingyi would come to our home."

"Yes, I was still surprised at the time. There were many female celebrities in Lao San Studio. When I first met Zeng Jingyi, why did her mother suddenly say welcome to the guest on the street? Is there such a relationship?" Xia Haoqi, the second eldest son, later found out. Sleep.

"I, I don't know if my grandma or grandma, no, has my great-grandmother studied abroad?" Zeng Jingyi was a little at a loss.

Mother Xia stepped forward, held Zeng Jingyi’s hand, and said with a smile: "Jingyi, you are overthinking it. Maybe it is just a simple resemblance, but it also shows that you are destined to our family. The elders of the Xia family met 120 years ago. There has been a girl like you, but due to family reasons, the two could not be together, but the descendants of the Xia family after 120 were attracted to a girl with the same appearance again. This time, we will try to avoid this tragedy."

Zeng Jingyi was so moved that she was speechless.

"Don't mention it, Grandpa's painting is quite good. Isn't Grandpa really a famous painter? How much is this painting worth if it is sold now?" Xia Haoyang dug his nose.

"Are you short of money? Western oil painting itself is a realistic art. Your great-grandfather went abroad to study accounting. Painting was just a hobby. If you really want to sell this painting, it will be worthless." Xia's mother smiled.

"Then you lied to me and said it was a treasure?" Xia Haoyang said dissatisfied.

"If Jingyi comes into the house, it will be a treasure. It means that Jingyi is destined to our family. This painting is my gift to Jingyi." Xia's mother kept holding Zeng Jingyi's hand.

"Thank you, Mom Xia, I like it very much." Zeng Jingyi looked at the girl in the painting who looked very similar to herself in this time-honored painting.

Although she doesn't know how to draw, she seems to be able to feel the tranquility and elegance of the girl in this painting, as well as the deep affection of the author in the creation of this painting. This is a forgotten love of ordinary people, but it seems to be inextricably related to himself.