Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

there.

Lu Luozhi went to find Song Minghua.

It's just a vase; she can just return it to that old woman.

It was wrong of Lu Ming to break someone else's things, but it wasn't an unforgivable mistake. As his older sister, she wouldn't just stand by and watch him get scolded like that without doing anything.

She wanted to tell that old woman that just because someone is rich doesn't mean they can be superior, and that her son, Huang Mao, shouldn't be insulted to the point of being less than a dog just because of a little mistake.

"Old man, didn't you say last time that if I became your apprentice, you would give me a gift? I want it now."

Seeing her aggressive demeanor, Song Minghua, with his exceptional experience, sensed that something must have happened to her.

"What's wrong? Did someone bully you? Tell me, and I'll stand up for you."

He spoke with great bravado, as if the moment she uttered a single word, he would grab a weapon and start a fight.

Anyway, he's eighty years old, so he's not afraid.

No one bullied me.

Lu Luozhi quickly grabbed him, "How could I, Lu Luozhi, let anyone bully me? I'll slap them back."

Song Minghua thought about it and agreed.

She's not the kind of person who doesn't know how to fight back.

"Old man, I'll cut to the chase. I want a cloisonné vase as a gift."

Lu Luozhi took out her phone and showed him the photos of the vases that Lao Ye had taken for her, saying, "It should be like this."

Song Minghua looked at it, narrowed his eyes, and said, "This kind of thing isn't difficult to find, but I don't have any here. They're all kept in my old house in Beijing."

"what?"

Lu Luozhi was somewhat disappointed.

Song Minghua glanced at her and said, "What do you need this kind of vase for? Young people like you don't like this kind of vase; only the older generation knows how to appreciate it."

At this point, Lu Luozhi also concealed the truth and briefly told him what had happened between Lu Mingshi and Old Madam Ying.

"...Right now I just want a vase to return to her, and to shut her up while I'm at it."

Upon hearing this, Song Minghua was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at her.

"Where did this old Qing Dynasty woman come from? So feudal! How could that old man Ying have married such a woman? I hate these kinds of indigestible old zombies the most."

They've gone so far as to bully his apprentice; as her master, he has to get her face back.

It's just a broken vase, it's not like he doesn't have any.

"Come on, follow me."

Song Minghua waved his hand, instructing the family driver to drive out.

Lu Luozhi followed behind him, asking in confusion, "Where are we going?"

"Let's go somewhere nice."

Song Minghua brought the deer vine to his old friend Lao Feng's antique shop.

Give me that vase.

He pointed unceremoniously to the cloisonné vase displayed in the locked transparent cabinet.

After Lao Feng carefully took out the vase, which was quite old and not cheap, Song Minghua shoved it directly into Lu Luozhi's arms.

"Take this. Consider it a personal gift to you. As for your apprentice's gift, I'll give you something special later."

Humph.

No one can bully his precious apprentice.

Lu Luozhi glanced at the vase in her arms. Over the years, the various colors on the vase had acquired a strange beauty, and it was clear at a glance that it was not cheap.

"You're really giving this to me like this? It seems quite expensive?"

"Here you go, but take it carefully and don't break it. It's just a broken vase, not worth much. Only that old woman treasures it."

Song Minghua looked completely unconcerned.

Lu Luozhi asked again, "Did I really take it?"

"Let's go, stop talking nonsense."

Song Minghua simply pushed her out of the store, "Just tell me how you confronted that old woman later. What kind of person was she, bullying a little kid like that? No normal person could stand by and watch."

Lu Luozhi stopped refusing, since that was her goal for the day anyway.

"Thank you, master. You look really handsome today, old man."

She shouted at him loudly.

The word "Master" made Song Minghua beam with joy, her heart overflowing with happiness.

"Good, good, well said. Go on, if she insults you again, tell me and I'll rush over to you and help you insult her back. It's just taking advantage of your age; anyone can do that."

Watching her get into a taxi, Song Minghua smiled and turned to walk back into the shop.

Old Feng asked him curiously, "You just gave away a vase worth over a million yuan like that? Who is this girl to you?"

Song Minghua smiled and said, "Her? She's my apprentice. Isn't she smart and cute?"

Old Feng asked in surprise, "Your apprentice?"

Then he smiled.

If Song Minghua was willing to take her on as his apprentice, then this girl must have something extraordinary about her.

As far as he knows, many people want to become his apprentice but can't get the chance.