At this time, an old lady slowly walked out from under the cooking hut, she looked at Ye Chen with some doubts, frowned and asked, “Young man, do you know my husband?”
Ye Chen said: “You are Grandma Jiang, my father knows your husband.”
The old lady hesitated for a moment, then quickly said: “Come in, come in!”
As he spoke, he said to his son, “Yaoer, quickly invite the guest into the house and pour water for the guest.”
The middle-aged man hurried forward to open the door, and said politely: “Please come in quickly, both of you, and sit inside the room!”
Ye Chen nodded, thanked him, and entered the yard with Chen Zekai.
This small courtyard is not that big, only a few tens of square meters in size. There are three wooden houses and two thatched sheds, one on the left and one on the right. The stove, and the other is built against the wall, making a circle of cover, the area is not large, it looks like a toilet.
And the three wooden houses are directly opposite the gate, the main room in the middle is wide open, and there are two rooms on the left and right inside, and the doors of the rooms are covered with cloth curtains.
Ye Chen and Chen Zekai followed the middle-aged man into the main room. There was a long and slender altar table in the middle of the room against the wall. Definitely a very old object.
On the top of the altar, there are incense burners and a number of tablets, and the names of the people written on them are all surnamed Jiang.
And on the wall above the altar, there are three Chinese-style portraits hanging.
The portrait in the center is a middle-aged man wearing a blue gown. Although the man is skinny, he is in good spirits. He stands on a boulder on a mountain with his hands behind his back. His long beard and the hem of his clothes follow him. The wind was blowing, the old man looked up at the sky, his expression was full of pride and ambition;
On the left side of the portrait is a seven or eight-year-old child sitting cross-legged at a stone table on the top of the mountain reading a book; on the right side is a portrait of an old man sitting upright.
Ye Chen has been in contact with antiques, he can tell that these paintings are all ancient paintings, and they are quite old.
He couldn’t help sighing secretly: “Although I don’t know whether these three paintings are from the hands of famous ancient masters, but just looking at the exquisite craftsmanship and unique charm, it can be concluded that they are not ordinary products. To put it bluntly, it would cost at least a few hundred thousand a pair, and it should be easy for three paintings to sell for one million.”
“One million is not a small number for ordinary people. Since the three paintings hanging in the old lady’s house are so valuable, why was her son deceived to go to Mexico by being a sailor? Even the mother and son almost died in the Foreign country……”
So far, Ye Chen has more questions in his heart.
However, he can also see from this that his guess yesterday was correct. Although the old lady is living in poverty now, her family has been passed down in order for more than a thousand years, and her family background is absolutely extraordinary!
At this moment, the middle-aged man looked at these two well-dressed young men, somewhat nervous and cramped. He pointed to the low wooden table and wooden bench in the middle of the main room, and said with some embarrassment: “Please sit down, please. , I’m really sorry, the conditions at home are poor, I’ve wronged you two, I’m going to pour water for you right now.”
Only then did Ye Chen come back to his senses, and said with a smile, “Thank you, you don’t have to be so polite, we’re not thirsty.”
While talking, Mrs. Jiang washed her hands. Regardless of the drops of water on her hands, she trotted in quickly, and said with a little panic in her mouth: “Two distinguished guests, please sit down quickly. Our family is poor and we don’t have the time to be decent. I don’t even have enough furniture to sit on, I really feel sorry for you two!”