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"Grandma, if you wear it, you will definitely be blessed by the Buddha and live a long life!"
Tao Qing held a pearl necklace in her hand. The light pink beads were evenly distributed and bright in color. They shone brightly under the light. She put it on Grandma Tao as she spoke.
"You little girl." Grandma Tao smiled and let her do whatever she wanted. Her eyes were full of indulgence.
That scene hurt Tao Ruoming's eyes.
No matter how hard she tried to please, it was not as good as Tao Qing's words. It was the same for Grandma Tao and Grandpa Tao!
"It's really beautiful. Grandma looks several years younger." Tao Qing smiled and took another box and looked at Grandpa Tao. "Grandpa, I spent a lot of effort to find this."
"Huh? What strange things?" Grandpa Tao should not expect her to give him something good.
Most likely it was some nonsensical stuff to please them.
"Won't you know if you open it?" Tao Qing handed the box over, keeping it a secret.
Grandpa Tao was curious, so he took it and opened it. Inside was a pair of bronze cups that looked quite old.
He shrugged his eyes and moved closer to continue looking.
The bottom of the cup was round and bulging, with three high feet at the bottom. The shape was simple and condensed with the vicissitudes of history. The body of the cup was exquisitely carved with a heavy texture.
People who know about this will know that it is probably very old and is a good thing.
After staring at it for a long time, he moved closer. Tao Qing took the servant's magnifying glass and handed it to him.
Grandpa Tao looked obsessed and took it to continue studying. After a while, he closed the box and coughed lightly, "Not bad."
He said that, but his face was refreshed.
"As long as grandpa likes it." Tao Qing smiled.
Grandpa Tao has a hobby. He loves to collect wine glasses from all dynasties. The more ancient they are, the more he feels that they have flavor and stories.
This pair of wine glasses is rare, and it is even rarer to be preserved so well.
"Okay, I have to value the things you gave me, girl. I'll take them upstairs first, so that you won't say I don't value you." Mr. Tao held his box, said a few words casually, and went upstairs.
What are you doing downstairs?
He has to study it carefully.
Tao Qing didn't expose him, and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, don't expose my shortcomings! Grandma, look at Grandpa!"
"Grandma will teach him a lesson for you." Mrs. Tao coaxed her.
Tao Qing pouted her pink lips and snorted lightly, like a spoiled young lady with a little temper, but not too much, just a little temper.
Who doesn't have a temper when they are spoiled and pampered? Isn't it more unpresentable to be submissive?
Her appearance made Tao Ruoming feel bitter and complicated.
Tao Qing, who is arrogant and unreasonable like a little gangster, will make Tao Rong furious and the old couple upset, but Tao Qing, who is spoiled and mischievous, will not.
She still remembers that when she was seven years old, she first came to the Tao family. This spoiled "daughter of the Tao family" was extremely favored and her every move was full of confidence.
"In the blink of an eye, Qingqing has grown up so big. Auntie still remembers that you were so small before, following behind Ziming, two little ones." Mother Zhong smiled lovingly and looked at Tao Qing and said.
"Auntie is still as beautiful as ever, just like in my memory." Tao Qing looked at her and said.
"Look at this little mouth, it's still so eloquent." Mother Zhong was coaxed by her and bent her eyebrows, "Auntie is old."
Year after year, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes can't hide her age.
"When Auntie and I stand together, people won't say you are my mother, they all say you are my sister." Tao Qing flattered her.
In the past, she would have disdained it, but Tao Ruoming's face was not very good.
The worse it was, the happier she was.
She was quite bad.
Mother Zhong smiled helplessly and gently, "Ziming was injured recently, otherwise he could come over too, you two can still keep in touch, you were so close when you were young, but you suddenly became distant when you grew up."
Tao Qing disagreed.
How could they not be distant?
Your son likes delicate white lotus, delicateness can arouse his desire to protect her, two people are excluding her, what can she do?
"How did Ziming get injured?" Old Mrs. Tao was concerned.
"It was just a minor injury, a minor car accident, too careless." Mother Zhong replied.
This matter will not go to the judiciary, and their family will solve it privately, so it will not be spread wantonly. The only son of the Zhong family was beaten into the hospital for no reason, do you still have face?
"Then you have to take good care of yourself." Old Mrs. Tao advised.
"Yes."
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Mother Zhong was very warm to Tao Qing, did she inquire about her recent news, bring up Zhong Ziming, and even mentioned the marriage.
The purpose is not pure.
Zhong Ziming said she looked like a little gangster, how could she look like that? Isn't this good? Where can I find a daughter-in-law with such conditions? The more Zhong's mother looked at her, the more satisfied she was.
Tao Ruoming listened to her, her eyes were dry, and she couldn't help but walk to the backyard and secretly called Zhong Ziming.
As soon as she answered the phone, she couldn't help sobbing.
Zhong Ziming is now in love. Tao Ruoming is his white moonlight. It's the time of passionate love and tenderness in bed. She is his sweetheart.
"Mingming, what's wrong? Don't cry, don't cry." He coaxed her softly, and then said in a deep voice the next second, "Did Tao Qing make you feel wronged again? Did he bully you?"
"No, I'm at the old house. It's grandma's birthday, and my aunt is here too." Her voice was still crying.
"Well, I know, I'm sorry I can't accompany you." He looked at his plastered feet, which were about to mold in the past few days lying in bed.
It's all Ji Yang's fault, and Tao Qing!
"I'm fine, you take good care of your injuries. I'm really a little upset. Auntie said that you and Tao Qing are engaged, and are trying to see if you can get engaged after graduation."
"Ziming, I don't want to cry."
...
As she spoke, she was already sobbing, and the grievance and sadness that she couldn't suppress almost broke Zhong Ziming's heart.