The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Wang Gang spread the painting on the table, then asked Fang Yifan to fetch a bowl of water, dipped a little water with his index finger, and pressed it on the edge of the corner of the painting.

After waiting for five seconds, Wang Gang took away his fingers, carefully separated the paper with tweezers, slightly uncovered a small corner, and then stopped doing it.

"Dad, why don't you open it?" Fang Yifan felt nervous as if he were opening a blind box.

Wang Gang put down the tweezers and said with a smile: "You can't peel it off anymore, otherwise it will damage the painting below."

Lin Leier said in confusion: "Uncle, if you don't uncover it, how do you know whether the painting below is real or fake?"

Tong Wenjie smiled and said: "Silly boy, your uncle must know whether the painting is real or not, that's why he didn't expose it!"

Fang Yifan was still confused, but Lin Leier understood.

"If the painting is fake, you don't have to worry about damaging it!" Lin Lei'er explained to Fang Yifan.

Wang Gang pointed to the uncovered corner and said: "The rice paper under the fake painting is indeed Song Xuan's. Regardless of whether it is Li Cheng's original work underneath, the 20 yuan is worth it."

Tong Wenjie said happily: "So, we made a mistake again, and it was a big mistake."

Wang Gang nodded and said: "If it were an authentic work by Li Cheng, it would cost tens of millions at least if it were auctioned abroad."

Tong Wenjie said excitedly: "Then quickly uncover the fake painting and see if it is Li Cheng's authentic work."

"No, you need to use special potion to uncover this kind of painting, otherwise it will destroy the national treasure. I use water only as a temporary measure." Wang Gang explained.

Tong Wenjie said excitedly: "Whatever you want, I'll buy it right away."

"Don't worry, it's not easy to get those potions together." Wang Gang grabbed Tong Wenjie and said, "The most important thing for you now is to go to the bank and open a safe."

"Yes, it's too safe to leave such valuable things at home." Tong Wenjie was so excited at this time that she didn't know what to do.

"Li Cheng's paintings are national treasures. You can keep them yourself. Buying and selling them is not allowed in the country. If they are taken abroad, the national treasures will be easily lost," Wang Gang said.

"Ah!" Tong Wenjie was stunned for a moment and said, "If we can't sell it, then our 20 yuan is not in vain."

"Mom, how can a national treasure be measured by money?" Fang Yifan said.

Wang Gang glanced at his son in surprise and said, "Do you still have this kind of consciousness?"

Fang Yifan said proudly: "Dad, who are you looking down on! After all, I have received nine years of compulsory education and am an outstanding young pioneer. How can I not have this awareness?"

Seeing that his son was still out of breath, Wang Gang couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Let's go play."

"Okay!" Fang Yifan ran back to his room to play games with a smile.

Tong Wenjie and Wang Gang first went to the bank to open a safe and put the paintings away before they felt at ease.

After walking out of the bank, Tong Wenjie's mood was completely different.

"Fang Yuan, you can do it! I can pick up all these mistakes for you. If we visit Panjiayuan more times in the future, won't our family become rich?" Tong Wenjie teased Wang Gang.

"In a good mood now?" Wang Gang asked.

Tong Wenjie has been in a very depressed mood since she learned that the painting could not be sold and had to be paid for.

"I finally want to understand that this kind of treasure, even if it cannot be sold, is still a family heirloom, and it is the capital we leave to our children." Tong Wenjie said with a smile:
"I really didn't see that you were capable of this."

Wang Gang said: "Didn't you say before that I lost my ambition by playing with things? Now you know how powerful I am!"

Tong Wenjie held Wang Gang's arm and said: "I will never care what you do in the future. Don't you want 100 million? I'll give it to you."

You can collect a few more antiques later. "

Wang Gang laughed back and said: "You think antiques are just cabbage and you can get them everywhere! We are lucky today. How will we have such an opportunity in the future?"

"Didn't you receive two in a row?" Tong Wenjie said with a smile: "Maybe you can receive better ones in the future?"

Wang Gang rolled his eyes and said: "I am also betting today. If the fake painting is still fake underneath, our 20 will be wasted."

Tong Wenjie understood the truth, but her sudden wealth made her a little unbalanced.

No matter what, the Fang family is not short of money now, and even if Tong Wenjie is laid off, there will be no problem in a short time.

When Wang Gang and Tong Wenjie were driving home, they suddenly received a call from Qiao Weidong.

Because he was driving, Wang Gang used the car hands-free.

"Fang Yuan, the musician Xiao Meng helped Fanfan find is back in the capital today. Xiao Meng has asked her if she is free today. Do you have time to take Fan Fan to test the absolute pitch?"

Wang Gang knew he was going to suffer as soon as he heard this, and sure enough, Tong Wenjie screamed over there.

"What, Fanfan's art exam consulting teacher is your mistress!" "Tong Wenjie!?" Qiao Weidong was shocked and looked at the mobile phone number. It was indeed Fangyuan's. He had dialed the right number!

"I was driving and turned on the public air, so Tong Wenjie could hear what you said." Wang Gang explained.

"How could you go to Qiao Weidong's mistress to inquire about the art exam?" Tong Wenjie said angrily.

Qiao Weidong shrank his neck and said into the phone: "You two will discuss it slowly and let me know when you have a letter."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Gang complained to Qiao Weidong in his heart, and then saw Tong Wenjie's angry little face.

"Xiaomeng took the art exam and knows a lot of people in this field, so I asked Qiao Weidong for help. They are also kind-hearted, why don't you just treat me like a mistress?" Wang Gang drove the car, his tone could not be said to be good or bad.

"If it weren't for this mistress, Song Qian could have divorced Qiao Weidong! I am Song Qian's best friend, so of course I have to be with her." Tong Wenjie said angrily:
"In the future, you should avoid interacting with Qiao Weidong and that mistress. They are not good things."

Wang Gang had a slightly dark face, drove the car to the parking space downstairs, and said to Tong Wenjie:
"Can you be reasonable? When Xiaomeng and Qiao Weidong were together, he was divorced and she was not a mistress.

On the contrary, Song Qian and you are talking about a mistress, which is very rude and uneducated! "

Tong Wenjie looked at her husband in surprise. He would never talk to her like this before.

In the past, Fangyuan was soft-tempered and a good-natured person. Usually when his wife got angry, he would be the one to calm her down, whether it was right or wrong.

Over time, Tong Wenjie also developed a domineering character at home.

But Wang Gang is not Fangyuan, he has no reason to spoil Tong Wenjie, let alone wants to spoil her.

"Tong Wenjie, I hope you can think clearly about whether your son's future is more important or your relationship with Song Qian as best friends."

Wang Gang opened the door and got out of the car, immediately replied to Qiao Weidong's message, and immediately took Fang Yifan for a test.

Tong Wenjie looked at Wang Gang's back walking upstairs, feeling a little lost for a moment.

During this period of time, her husband has changed so obviously, as if he has become a different person, and Tong Wenjie will inevitably think too much about it.

After Wang Gang returned home, he immediately called Fang Yifan and prepared to drive away in another car.

Tong Wenjie stopped her son and asked Wang Gang:
"Are you really going to take your son to find that little dream?"

Wang Gang frowned and said, "You have to understand that they are helping our son without any benefits because of Qiao Weidong's face."

"You should understand that if Song Qian knew about this, she would definitely not tutor Fanfan again." Tong Wenjie wanted to persuade her again.

"Why do you have to choose between Xiao Meng and Song Qian? As Song Qian's best friend, shouldn't you find a way to get her to let go of her previous marriage?" Wang Gang said in confusion:
"You don't know what's going on between Song Qian and Qiao Weidong, so why are you adding to the flames?"

Tong Wenjie was stunned on the spot and said in disbelief: "You blame me for encouraging them to divorce. When Qiao Weidong cheated on her with his mistress, Song Qian was in tears all day long. You didn't know that.

If they can't survive the divorce, it's none of my business! "

"I don't want to discuss this issue with you. Now it concerns my son's future, so you have to tell me which one is more important, my son or Song Qian." Wang Gang couldn't stand Tong Wenjie's unreasonable troubles at first.

Fang Yifan also said to his mother: "Mom, I like singing and dancing very much."

Tong Wenjie hesitated.

Wang Gang said: "If you delay Fanfan's future because of an outsider, wouldn't you feel ashamed as a mother?"

Tong Wenjie took two steps back as if struck by lightning.

Fang Yifan begged his mother: "Mom, just let me go!"

Tong Wenjie stepped aside decadently.

Wang Gang took Fang Yifan out of the house and drove to Qiao Weidong's home.

In the car, Fang Yifan said worriedly: "Mom won't be so angry, right?"

"No." Wang Gang said, "Your mother just couldn't figure it out at the moment and valued her relationship with Song Qian too much. She will understand after she calms down."

Fang Yifan looked at his father and said, "Dad, this is the most serious quarrel you and my mother have ever had."

"If you are right, you must persist, and if you are wrong, you must correct me." Wang Gang said to Fang Yifan, "Just because she is your mother or my wife, she is not the one who makes the mistake."

Fang Yifan said worriedly: "You won't get divorced like Uncle Qiao and Aunt Song Qian in the future!"

Wang Gang glanced at Fang Yifan and said, "We are really divorced. Who did you live with?"

Fang Yifan was dumbfounded.