Chapter 1083 Mr. Huo: Why Are You so Squeamish?

Huo Yao's small body was straightened, and he opened his mouth to defend himself: "We are obedient and have never taken the initiative to bully other children."

Huo Anqi said anxiously: "I didn't cause any trouble."

The two little guys instantly became well-behaved.

Sitting upright, two pairs of uneasy eyes looked directly at the third master. If you look closely, you can see the uneasiness in their eyes.

Huo Yunqian looked at them with a half-smiling expression, his thin lips twitching: "No matter how you fool around, you must be careful, especially these days, be honest and don't cause trouble for your mother."

Huo Yao raised his little hand and promised in a firm voice: "We promise to be good!"

Huo Anqi nodded vigorously.

"Be good -" Huo Yunqian rubbed their heads one by one.

The two brothers glanced at each other secretly, their eyes showing the joy of surviving the disaster, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Qin Ruan, who was collecting birthday gifts upstairs, didn't know that his two sons were facing threats from the third master.

She got the spiritual stone bracelet. The polished spiritual stones were like jade beads, full and crystal clear.

The beads contain white mist, which is the essence of heaven and earth, and can guide the evil spirit out of San Ye's body.

Qin Ruan couldn't put it down and played with the spirit stone in his hand, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Qin Jingcen took out an exquisite gift box with dark patterns from the safe, slowly opened it, and revealed the jade Ruyi made of imperial green jade, which was about the size of two adults' palms.

"This jade Ruyi is made from the piece of imperial green jade I bought from Mr. He last time. It was given to Mr. Huo as a birthday gift."

Qin Ruan lowered his eyes and looked at the exquisitely crafted jade Ruyi in the box. It was engraved with patterns of auspicious clouds and Ganoderma lucidum, which could not only bless peace and auspiciousness, but also symbolize health and longevity.

It has a unique shape, like a long-handled bay leaf hook.

Qin Ruan reached out to take it, caressing the jade Ruyi in the box with his fingertips, feeling the coolness of the jade as smooth as silk.

She liked this gift very much and looked at Qin Jingcen with her crescent-like eyes: "Let me say thank you on behalf of Third Master."

Qin Jingcen held her shoulders and walked out the door: "It's all a family saying thank you. It's getting dark, so I won't keep you. Go back early."

Today is Mr. Huo's birthday. No matter how much he wants to keep Qin Ruan, he knows that the time is not right.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, they saw Qin Mei coming out of the next door, holding a small and exquisite gift box in his hand.

He held the gift box and carefully handed it to Qin Ruan: "This is the Longquan ink pad that I bought at an auction some time ago at a high price. It is made with the most high-end materials and the most retro craftsmanship. It is absolutely authentic Longquan ink pad." , today I reluctantly gave it to the person in your family and wished him a happy birthday."

Longquan ink clay is the most expensive clay in the world, more valuable than gold.

A square of vermilion, a thousand-year national color!

Longquan ink pad was once a royal product of the ancient royal family. The material of this ink pad is made of lotus root silk. Only 2 taels of lotus root silk can be extracted from 10,000 kilograms of lotus root, and these lotus root silk must be dried in the shade for a whole year before they can be used. .

Its manufacturing process is also very cumbersome, and the materials required are very precious. From the beginning of production to the completion of the ink pad, the entire time span is at least six years, and it may take longer if special circumstances occur.

It is not soaked in water, does not melt in fire, and can be preserved for hundreds of years without fading.

It’s not that China doesn’t have luxury goods, it’s that our ancestors enjoyed luxury goods, and some people can’t afford them even if they want to.

Longquan ink pad is just one of the Chinese luxury goods. It has extremely profound Chinese cultural heritage and was developed after long years of precipitation and the painstaking efforts of the craftsmen.

Qin Ruan took the exquisite gift box handed over by his second brother with a sincere smile on his face: "Thank you, second brother."

Qin Mei pouted and pretended to glare at her: "Who wants you to thank me? It should be the third master who comes to thank me. Last time I saw him doing calligraphy and seal cutting at Huo's house, this thing is useless to me. Might as well make it useful.”

Knowing that he was telling the truth, Qin Ruan smiled and joked: "Since the second brother knows that it is useless, why do you still buy it?"

Qin Mei said stubbornly: "It's not a coincidence. I bought it as soon as I came across it."

He would not admit that he had prepared gifts early.

Qin Ruan stared at him with a pair of fox eyes, as if he could see into his heart.

She walked downstairs holding the gift box in her arms and said firmly: "The third master will definitely like it very much."

"Hmph!" Qin Mei raised his lips slightly and said insincerely: "If he doesn't like it, I won't give it away. Don't forget to return it to me when the time comes."

Qin Ruan and Qin Jingcen, who were walking in front, looked at each other, teasing smiles flashed in each other's eyes.

Thinking of the car accident he encountered on the way here, Qin Ruan's smile faded slightly: "Brother, you said before that there have been more car accidents in urban areas recently?"

Speaking of this matter, Qin Jingcen frowned slightly and said in a heavy tone: "I encountered car accidents on my way to and from get off work for two consecutive days. The most shocking one was on my way home last night. In just half an hour's journey, I encountered a car accident. The scene of seven car accidents.”

"So many?" Qin Ruan couldn't help but look shocked after hearing this.

Qin Jingcen nodded and said in a very subtle tone: "This is just on my way to and from get off work. I heard from the company's employees that most of them encountered car accidents on the road."

Thinking of the evil spirits at the scene of the car accident when he arrived, Qin Ruan looked solemn, knowing that this matter was not simple.

The three of them walked to the door. Qin Ruan looked back and warned his two brothers: "Please pay attention to safety when you go out recently. If you encounter any supernatural events, please call me."

She held the gifts with one hand, and the free fingertips concentrated the power of Hades, and a thin golden light bounced into the bodies of Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei.

This power of Hades can protect them from evil spirits.

Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei felt a surge of energy in their bodies.

The sensation is very quick and disappears before they can digest it.

Young Master Qin helped Qin Ruan hold the gift box in his arms and said warmly, "I know, you should also pay attention to your safety."

"Meow--"

Xueqiu, who was lying on the carpet, scratched Qin Mei's feet with two furry paws, raised his head and gave a weak cry.

Qin Mei picked it up from the ground, touched Snowball's hair, and asked funnyly: "Little thing, what's wrong with you? You look listless."

"Meow meow--"

Xueqiu screamed twice in grievance, put his two paws around Qin Mei's neck in a very humane way, and buried his head on his shoulder.

The whole cat was limp, almost paralyzed in Qin Ershao's arms.

Qin Ruan glanced at the cat demon who took advantage of her second brother, and raised her eyebrows lightly.

"Ahem..."

There was a low cough from behind, and the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

Qin Ruan held the gift in his arms with both hands, turned around and saw Mr. Huo covering his mouth with the hand holding the handkerchief, coughing, and walking towards her with elegant steps.

She walked forward quickly, with a worried look in her eyes: "Why are you coming down? You are not afraid of being exposed to the wind."

Huo Yunqian took the gift box from Qin Ruan's arms, with a gentle smile on his face and a low and soft voice: "Why are you so delicate?"

He nodded slightly to the two Qin brothers who had different expressions.

Qin Ruan took the opportunity to point to the gifts sent by Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei, and said to the third master: "This is a gift from the eldest brother and the second brother. A handle of jade Ruyi and Longquan seal clay."

Huo Yunqian's handsome and pale face showed a faint smile, and he nodded to Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei again: "Thank you——"

His expression was as gentle and warm as ever, befitting the good demeanor and cultivation of a young man from an aristocratic family.

Qin Jingcen looked Huo Yunqian up and down and saw that his complexion was much worse than before. He frowned slightly and said, "If you are not feeling well, please stop blowing here and go home quickly."

Qin Ruan held the third master's arm and waved to Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei: "Brother, second brother, please come into the house too, let's go."

Afraid that the third master would catch the cold again, she walked quickly towards the car while supporting someone.

Qin Jingcen also warned from behind: "Slow down on the road, and don't forget to report that you are safe when you get home."

"knew!"

Qin Ruan shouted without looking back.

The Qin brothers watched the couple get into the car and watched the Huo family's luxury motorcade drive away quickly.

Qin Mei, who had endured it for a long time, finally said: "Brother, what's going on with Mr. Huo? Why do you think he's in bad health?"

Qin Jingcen's frown never relaxed. He said uncertainly: "With Ruan Ruan here, it shouldn't be a big problem."

He himself was not very convinced by what he said.

Mr. Huo's obviously thin body and facial complexion looked like something was obviously wrong.

"My little sister won't be a widow, right?" Qin Mei said in surprise.

Qin Jingcen raised his hand and touched his head.

He reprimanded in a cold voice: "Don't say unlucky words!"

Qin Mei was slapped, but the worry on his face did not dissipate. He frowned tightly: "But there are rumors from the outside world that Mr. Huo is probably sick and weak."

"You also said it was a rumor."

Qin Jingcen turned around and walked into the house, his voice filled with coldness.