I have a Money Tree in My Backyard [MTL]

Ch 16

Chapter 16 

The whole Yunze City knows that Old Man Xie is particularly fond of collecting antiques and figure paintings, and in order to put his collection, he specially built an antique annex, which is only open to the public for three days every year during the spring equinox.

Any ornament in the annex, even a small teacup, which is necessary in every room, is worth a fortune, not to mention the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

The guests thought that the collection put out was all that Old Man Xie had, but in fact it was not.

As Mr. Xie's favorite eldest grandson, Xie Xiangjun has been living with his grandfather in this villa when he was a child. One day, he accidentally triggered the mechanism in his grandfather's study, only to find out that there was a collection room underground.

When Old Man Xie saw that he had found out, he didn't hide it, took his hand and led him into the basement.

The basement covers a large area, and the layout inside is not much different from the museum that Xie Xiangjun has been to, and the collections inside are mainly calligraphy and paintings, and these paintings are all figure paintings, and the brushstrokes of the painting style seem to be from the hands of one person.

Following his grandfather's footsteps, from near to far, the artist's painting skills became more and more mature, and the people in the painting were so lifelike that they almost walked down from the painting, which made people look shocked.

Xie Xiangjun, who was still young, became more and more fascinated the more he looked at it, and the whole person almost fell into the world in the painting.

Old Man Xie covered his eyes in time, pulled his mind back to reality, and introduced these paintings to him, saying: "Our ancestors had a court painter named Xie Liang. These paintings are all made by him.

Xie Xiangjun stopped in front of the last figure painting, which was different from the others, it had words, and the font was crooked, like that of a child who had just learned to write calligraphy.

Because the words were so ugly, he noticed them at first sight.

"Grandpa, why is there a word on this picture? Wealth, gods, images? Xie Xiangjun read the three big characters word by word, and stretched out his hand to point.

Old Man Xie hurriedly pressed Xie Xiangjun's fingers, bowed respectfully to the portrait, and muttered in his mouth: "The child is not sensible, the God of Wealth must not be blamed!" Xie

XiangjunOnly then did he realize that he had done something wrong, and he bowed to the portrait in accordance with his grandfather's movements, and after a while, he straightened up and looked up at the figure next to the font.

It was a handsome long-haired young man dressed in a golden silk robe, with a strange gold lock hanging from his waist, with small ingots and red tassels pendant, which was obviously something that appeared on the child's body, and it didn't seem to be contrary to his body.

Because of the rare appearance in the young world and the attitude of his grandfather, Xie Xiangjun only saw this portrait once, and he could never forget his face.

Therefore, when Xie Xiangjun saw Ye Jinhua, who looked exactly like the God of Wealth, he couldn't control himself and blurted out the sentence "Lord God of Wealth".

Because his volume was too loud, the people around him looked at him unscrupulously.

Ye Jinhua didn't expect that a human would recognize him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an unfathomable smile, and nodded at him, as if greeting him.

Xie Xiangjun stiffened.

Zhou Ranxin turned his back to Ye Jinhua and was facing Xie Xiangjun, he didn't see Ye Jinhua's small movements, but asked him inexplicably: "Why are you calling your nickname so loudly?"

Xie Xiangjun broke out in a cold sweat, and after reacting, he waved his hand again and again, "What nickname?" I'm not the God of Wealth!

In front of the real God of Wealth, where did he dare to call himself the God of Wealth.

After he dropped this sentence, he hurriedly followed the staff and left, and couldn't help but look back at the young man sitting next to Zhou Ranxin as he walked.

Zhou Ranxin looked at his back as he left suspiciously.

Because they had an awkward relationship with each other, Xie Xiangjun always liked to tease her verbally, knowing that they had nothing, but through Xie Xiangjun's mouth, it seemed that they really had something. Zhou Ranxin was thin-skinned and panicked, hiding every time he saw him, but he didn't expect him to have today.

"He's your old love?" Ye Jinhua's voice pulled Zhou Ranxin's thoughts back.

Zhou Ranxin hurriedly proved his innocence, "Of course not!" I don't know him well at all, that is, I have only met once or twice during the New Year's holidays or gatherings in the circle.

Mu Qing and Xie Xiangjun's mother is a handkerchief, and they have made an appointment since childhood, and in the future, if their children are of the opposite sex, they will make a marriage contract, and if they are of the same sex, they will recognize each other as sisters or brothers, and their friendship will continue.

People who are not familiar with Xie Xiangjun will think that he is a cold young master, and because of his ability and luck to "turn stones into gold", he has put layers of halo on him, feeling that he is sacrosanct and inviolable, and respects him.

Zhou Ranxin knew that this person was particularly hateful and loved to play tricks on people.

She was already unlucky, and she couldn't stand the toss of others, she could toss herself half to death, so she avoided Xie Xiangjun even more.

Ye Jinhua listened to her explanation, and asked again: "Why does he call you Little Star?"

"Nickname." My mom liked to call me that, and he learned it. After Mu Qing passed away, except for Xie Xiangjun, no one would call her nickname like this.