Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

When Yuan Ni saw that he was an acquaintance, she immediately grabbed Chen Jianjun and said, "Let's take a look first before talking."

At this moment, there was a crowd of people crowding at the door of the guest house. They were all soldiers who came over to watch the fun after hearing the news.

Pregnant women are a vulnerable group, and the elderly are also a vulnerable group. Seeing the pregnant woman crying sadly, and the old man about to faint at any time, this is really a thorn in the side, and the soldiers don't know who to turn to?

At this time, two officers came over and asked, "What's going on? Do you still look like a troop?"

The soldiers immediately stood up in order.

The old man pointed to the naughty kid next to the pregnant woman, "I took out the painting to dry, and this kid came over to make trouble and threw a bunch of ink dots on my painting.

They deliberately damaged my things, shouldn't they be compensated? "

The pregnant woman with a big belly immediately cried out, "Dabao didn't do it on purpose. He is still a child. Why do you care about him?"

The old man lay down on the ground and said, "I'm not alive anymore. This painting cost 800 yuan. I brought it to a friend."

The money was all given by friends, and I can't afford to pay compensation. If I don't get compensation, I will crash and die here. "

The pregnant woman was stunned. She took advantage of her big belly and her son was a child to do many annoying things.

But no one cared about her. She didn't expect that when she encountered a tough opponent today, the other party could blackmail people better than her.

The officer stepped forward to help the old man, "Are you a family member here to visit? We have something to talk about. The ground is cold. Please get up and speak slowly."

The old man rolled over and just managed to avoid the hand that was supporting him, "Is this naughty kid also a family member of the army? You can't turn on him.

Even though he may be young, he is full of bad intentions. If he does bad things, he will have to pay for it. If you go against him, you will kill me. "

The officer was helpless and stretched out his hand to call the naughty boy over, "Dabao, did you get the ink on someone else's painting?"

Dabao is the precious son of the company chief of staff. Because he felt that one son was too few, the chief of staff wanted to have another child, so he kept lying to the outside world, saying that Dabao was his younger brother.

This is the situation now. The people do not punish the officials, although many people know in their hearts that the wife of the Secretary Secretary may be pregnant with a second child.

But he himself did not admit it, and no one exposed it. After all, it was about future generations. Who would be willing to do such a thankless thing?

Dabao Xiong is a bear, but he is not good at lying. When the officer asked, he nodded and said, "This old man is too stingy. I want to see the painting, but he won't even let me see it. Then just put the ink on it and everyone will do it." Stop looking at it."

When the old man heard this, he rolled on the ground a few more times, "Listen, is this still human language? I'm not alive anymore..."

When the officer heard this, he immediately ordered a soldier, "Go and call the chief of staff. If his brother damages other people's things, he will have to pay compensation according to the price."

When the old man heard this, he stopped rolling around and hugged the painting tightly.

The pregnant woman with a big belly was dumbfounded, "Company Commander, are you really going to pay? It's just a piece of tattered paper, how can it be worth 800 yuan? No need to call me Lao Zeng, right?"

The old man straightened his neck and shouted, "What do you mean a piece of tattered paper? This is a famous painting from the Yuan Dynasty, and I have an invoice."

If the painting is purchased from a private person, there is no receipt.

But the old man bought this painting from a second-hand consignment house. The consignment house is a state-owned unit with appraisers and invoices.

After a short effort, the chief of staff came running over. He was a balding middle-aged man and a little fat. This might be an occupational disease.

"Company commander, are you looking for me?"

"Old Zeng, your brother damaged someone else's painting. I took a look and found that the receipt for this painting is complete. You have to pay according to the price." The company commander said with a straight face.

It's not that he didn't go to the chief secretary, but that the younger brother, Lao Zeng, was really capable of causing trouble. Now he lost another 800 yuan. If he didn't turn to Lao Zeng, who would be responsible for this naughty kid?

Old Zeng was cooking and had no idea that his wife and baby had caused such trouble for him. He was dumbfounded when the company commander said this. He looked at the old man in confusion.

"Is your painting really that valuable? If it's really that valuable, why did you take it out?"

The old man pounded the ground angrily, "It's cloudy and rainy, why don't the paintings get moldy if you don't take them out to dry?"

Shenzhen is like this, the air humidity is high, no matter what it is, there is a possibility of mold growing.

The company commander nodded and persuaded in a low voice, "Old Zeng, you can't talk like that. After all, you broke someone else's things. You still have to compensate."

Lao Zeng ripped off his apron and threw it on the ground. He raised his leg and kicked the naughty child, "Is it easy for me to make some money? Why can't you just calm down?"

800 yuan, but it covers half a year's salary, so all his food for the past six months has been wasted.

Old Zeng's wife screamed and ran over to stop her. The family of three really made a fuss for a while, and then they discussed compensation.

Lao Zeng didn't have that much money, so he paid two hundred of his own money, and asked the company commander and instructor to borrow some money each, and paid the compensation to the old man on the spot.

The old man got up, but he was still sad, "This is a famous painting from the Yuan Dynasty. It is rare to find it. It was a good deal to buy this painting for 800 yuan, but now the painting has been destroyed, woo woo woo..."

Chief Secretary Zeng's family of three glared at the old man from the sidelines. They felt that the old man was not satisfied. They had already received the compensation, so what else could they do?

If the company commander and instructor hadn't been at the scene, Lao Zeng's wife would have rushed to make trouble again, and she lost 800 yuan.

Yuan Ni smiled and said, "Old man, don't be sad. I know how to repair paintings. Let me repair them for you. Just remove the ink stains."

She doesn't like to be nosy, but she must meddle in this nosy matter. If she repairs the painting, the old Zeng family will definitely be very sad...

Yuan Ni felt very happy when she thought of the naughty child's expression.

The old man was stunned and hugged the painting tighter, "You know how to repair paintings? At your age, who do you study under?"

"My master's name is Lu Hanqing, and I am his close disciple."

The name Lu Hanqing was not unknown to people in the circle. When the old man heard it, he was immediately thunderous, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, "You are Mr. Lu's disciple. I heard that Mr. Lu has accepted a disciple again, but I didn't expect it to be a little girl? "

Yuan Nier smiled and nodded, knowing that she was right. Anyone who could accurately purchase ancient paintings from the Yuan Dynasty for 800 yuan must have some knowledge.

"If you trust me, follow me to the Coal Guesthouse. The master and I are staying there temporarily. I can repair the painting tonight." Yuanni said.

"Okay, okay, let me tell my grandson that I will also stay at the Coal Guest House tonight." The old man is also here to visit relatives. He is here to see his grandson.

Seeing Yuan Ni and the old man walking out together, Zeng's wife screamed and rushed to stop them, "This painting can be repaired, right? Since it can be repaired, why should we pay for it? Just give the money back." .”