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Chapter 1083 Huo Sanye: How dare you be so squeamish

Huo Yao's back was straight, and he opened his mouth and defended: "We are obedient and never bullied other children on their own initiative."

Huo Anqi spoke anxiously: "I didn't make trouble either."

The two little guys instantly became well-behaved.

Sitting in a straight posture, two pairs of uneasy eyes looked straight at the third master. Looking closely, you could find the uneasiness in their eyes.

Huo Yunzi glanced at them with a smile on his face, his thin lips twitched: "No matter how you mess around, you must be careful, especially be honest recently, don't cause trouble for your mother."

Huo Yao raised his little hand and promised firmly: "We promise to be good!"

Huo Anqi nodded vigorously.

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

The two brothers looked at each other secretly, and their eyes showed the glory of surviving the disaster, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Qin Ruan, who was receiving birthday gifts upstairs, didn't know that his two sons were facing threats from the Third Master.

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

The bead contains white mist, which is the essence of heaven and earth, and can guide the evil spirits in the body of the third master.

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

Qin Jingcen took out a delicate gift box with dark patterns from the safe, slowly opened it, revealing the jade Ruyi made of imperial green jade inside, which is about the size of an adult two slaps.

"This jade Ruyi was made of the piece of imperial green jade I bought from He Shao last time, and it was given to Mr. Huo San's birthday gift."

Qin Ruan lowered her eyes and looked at the exquisitely crafted jade Ruyi in the box. The patterns of auspicious clouds and Ganoderma lucidum can not only bless peace and auspiciousness, but also symbolize health and longevity.

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

Qin Ruan reached out to take it, gently stroked the jade Ruyi in the box with her fingers, and felt 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: "I'll say thank you for the third master."

Qin Jingcen held her shoulder and walked out the door: "It's all the family saying thank you. It's going to dark, I won't keep you anymore. Go back early."

Today is Mr. Huo San’s birthday. If he wants to stay Qin Ruan, he knows that the time is wrong.

As soon as the two walked out of the room, they saw Qin Mei coming out from the next door, and each other was holding a small and exquisite gift box in their hands.

He held the gift box and carefully handed it to Qin Ruan: "This is the Longquan ink that I bought at the auction some time ago at a high price. It is made of the highest-end materials and the most retro craftsmanship. It is absolutely authentic Longquan ink. Today I will give it to your family and give it to him for a happy birthday."

Longquan Ink Cut is the most expensive mud in the world, and it is even more expensive than gold.

A side of vermilion, a thousand-year-old national color!

Longquan ink was once the imperial court of the ancient royal family. The material of this ink was made of lotus root thread. Only 10,000 kilograms of lotus root thread could be extracted. These lotus root threads had to be dried for a whole year before they could be used.

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

It cannot be wet when soaked in water or burned in fire. It can be preserved for hundreds of years without fading.

It’s not that China has no luxury goods, but that our ancestors play with luxury goods, and some people can’t afford it even if they want to.

Longquan ink is just one of the luxury goods in China. It has an extremely profound Chinese cultural heritage and has been developed after a long period of precipitation and the hard work of craftsmen.

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

Qin Mei curled his lips and glared at her angrily: "Whoever wants you to thank you, it's the third master who wants to thank me. Last time I saw him doing calligraphy and seal carving at Huo's family, this thing is useless to me. It's better to make it useful."

Knowing that he was right and wrong, Qin Ruan smiled and joked: "Second brother knows that he is useless, why should he buy it?"

Qin Meidi's stubborn duck said: "This is not a coincidence. I just bought it when I encounter it."

He would not admit it, and he prepared a gift early.

Qin Ruan stared at him with fox eyes, as if she could see through his heart.

She held the gift box in her arms and walked downstairs, and said confidently: "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 to you yet. Don't forget to return it to me then."

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

Thinking of the car accident that he encountered on the road when he came, Qin Ruan's eyes were slightly smiling: "Brother, did you say that there were many car accidents in the city recently?"

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

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

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

Thinking of the evil spirits at the scene of the car accident when they arrived, Qin Ruan looked solemn and knew that this was not simple.

The three of them walked to the door, and Qin Ruan looked back and told the two brothers: "You are going out recently to pay attention to safety. If you encounter any supernatural incidents, you can call me."

She held the gifts with one hand, and the fingertips that freed up condensed the power of the God of the Underworld, and the faint golden light bounced into Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei's bodies.

This power of the God of Underworld can protect them from being approached by evil spirits.

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

The feeling was very fast and it disappeared before they could digest it.

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

"Meow--"

Snowball lying on the carpet, her two furry claws squeezing Qin Mei's feet, raised her head and screamed faintly.

Qin Mei picked it up from the ground, touched the snowball's hair, and asked with a funny look: "Little guy, what's wrong with you? You look listless."

"Meow--"

Snowball screamed twice in grievance, and his claws hugged Qin Mei's neck very humanely, burying his head on his shoulders.

Its entire cat was weak and almost collapsed in Qin Ershou's arms.

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

"Ahem..."

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

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

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

Huo Yunqi took the gift box from Qin Ruan's arms, with a gentle smile on his face, and a low and soft voice: "Not so cute."

He nodded slightly to the Qin brothers with different expressions.

Qin Ruan took the opportunity to point at the gift given by Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei, and said to the third master: "This is the gift given by the eldest brother and the second brother, a jade Ruyi and a Longquan ink paste."

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

His expression was as gentle and gentle as ever, and he was as good as the demeanor and cultivation of the young masters of aristocratic families.

Qin Jingcen looked at Huo Yunqiu up and down, and saw that his complexion was much worse than before. He frowned slightly: "If you are not in good health, don't blow the wind here, hurry up and go home."

Qin Ruan held the third master's arm and waved to Qin Jingcen and Qin Mei: "Brother, second brother, you can enter the house too, we're leaving."

She was afraid that the third master would catch a cold again, so she held the person and walked quickly towards the car.

Qin Jingcen was still behind him and told: "Slow on the road, don't forget to report safety 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 convoy drive away quickly.

Qin Mei, who had endured for a long time, finally spoke out: "Brother, what's wrong with Master Huo San? Why do you think he's in bad health?"

Qin Jingcen frowned and did not let go. He said uncertainly: "With Ruan Ruan here, it should be no big problem."

He himself didn't have much convincing words.

Mr. Huo San's obviously thin body and facial complexion all seemed to have obvious problems.

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

Qin Jingcen raised his hand and looked at his head.

He scolded coldly: "Don't say unlucky words!"

Qin Mei was slapped, but the worry on his face did not dissipate. He frowned tightly: "But there is no rumor outside that Mr. Huo San is very likely to be sick."

"You also say it's a rumor."
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