My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 71 This masterpiece is so exquisite that it should be remembered for generations to come!

Upon hearing Gu Xingzhao's voice, Lu Qing quickly finished the last few mouthfuls of instant noodle soup before reporting the day's events to his ancestors.

It turned out that Liu Xiangbai said that the Liu family had been taken care of by the Lu family for the past month, so he wanted to do his part. Lu Qing then asked him to teach Princess Shunyu and Youtang, since Liu Xiangbai was personally trained by Liu Chengye and was top-notch in both character and knowledge.

Actually, Lu Qing was still wondering if it would be a waste of his talents to ask him to teach his granddaughter.

Gu Xingzhao thought it was good to let Liu Xiangbai teach him. After all, the old man was getting on in years and shouldn't worry too much about everything, otherwise his body wouldn't be able to handle it.

She went back to the supermarket, carried two boxes, and also took the simplified illustrated user manual she had printed out earlier, along with the two boxes, and delivered it to Lu Qing.

As soon as I moved the box in, my phone in my pocket kept ringing and I got calls.

Gu Xingzhao didn't stay long. He put down the boxes and left, giving a brief explanation: "These two boxes are full of delicious food. I put a piece of paper inside with instructions on how to eat them. Just follow the instructions on the paper."

Lu Qing opened the box himself and found it was full of large boxes. He had just eaten instant noodles and was still full, so he called his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson to examine it, while he sat down to warm himself by the fire.

Lu Yang and Lu Xingyao were the most excited. One couldn't wait to eat the delicious food, and the other was interested in the things sent by their ancestors. The two huddled together to study them.

Lu Yang was anxious. As soon as he opened the lid, he tore open the bag, put out the ingredients, and was about to pour in boiling water like he had done with instant noodles before, but Lu Xingyao stopped him.

"Second Uncle, that's not how you do it! You have to open this package first before pouring in the water. The top layer is for food, and the bottom layer is for this!"

Lu Xingyao, holding the instruction manual, was as anxious as a dog. In the end, annoyed that Lu Yang was making things more complicated, he took over the task himself.

Feeling utterly scorned, Lu Yang immediately complained to his elder brother, Lu Zhou, "Big brother! Look at your son, he even yelled at me!"

Lu Zhou couldn't even look at his younger brother; he showed no respect for elders whatsoever and even argued with the younger generation.

He and Song appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, they watched their son fiddling with the thing with great interest, both wondering what their ancestors had sent this time. It looked quite complicated.

Lu Xingyao got the hang of it quickly, making two boxes in no time. He tightly closed the lids, sat down to wait, and continued to study the instruction manual.

He couldn't help but marvel, "I wonder who painted this portrait, it's so lifelike, a true master!"

Upon hearing this, the people around immediately crowded over. They saw that the drawing on the paper depicted the box and the hand, just like what they saw with their own eyes, so lifelike!

Although Madam Xu didn't know how to appreciate paintings, she could tell that only someone with extraordinary skill could have painted this. She exclaimed in surprise, "Could it be a painting by an ancestor?"

Once this conjecture was made, others echoed it, saying, "If it was given by our ancestors, then it must have been drawn by them!"

"I never imagined that our ancestors had such amazing painting skills. We are truly in awe of them."

"The talents of our ancestors are far beyond the reach of us ordinary mortals!"

Lu Xingyao felt even more admiration and longing for his ancestors. He carefully put away the paper in his hand and was about to stuff it into his bosom.

The clansmen nearby immediately became anxious upon seeing this, exclaiming, "Hey! Don't put it away! Let us see our ancestors' calligraphy one more time!"

Lu Xingyao coughed lightly, "You two are so careless. If you damage our ancestors' calligraphy, I'll have to take good care of it for them."

The tribesmen: "???"

"Hey, you shameless brat! You just want to monopolize our ancestors' calligraphy, don't you?!" Lu Zhou, also wanting to appreciate it, said to his son in a stern voice, "Xingyao, as a junior, how can you be disrespectful to your elders? Hurry up and bring out our ancestors' calligraphy for your uncles to see!"

With his father speaking, Lu Xingyao had no choice but to obediently hand over the items. However, before he could even hand them over to his uncles, Lu Zhou reached out and took them from him.

Lu Zhou carefully examined the painting, praising it repeatedly and admitting his inferiority. He said that the ancients were indeed ancients, and even their painting skills were admirable.

The clansmen, who had been waiting for ages but hadn't seen Mo Bao, were left bewildered: "???"

You and your son are in cahoots, aren't you?

At this moment, Lu Qing also heard the younger generation arguing and got up to find out what was going on.

Upon closer inspection, he was astonished. He reached out and snatched the calligraphy from his eldest son's hand. He stared at it intently, his eyes widening in disbelief. It was actually painted by an ancestor!
"!!!"

The old man exclaimed excitedly: "This masterpiece should be remembered for generations to come!"

At this moment, in the modern world, Gu Xingzhao was on a video call with his three college roommates when he caught Lu Qing's emotional fluctuations and stood there stunned for a long time.

She stared intently at the photos and almost burst out laughing. They were just a few pictures she had taken while cooking self-heating hot pot, with some text descriptions printed on A4 paper. How did they become masterpieces and be remembered for generations?
Help! She really wanted to laugh.

Gu Xingzhao's roommate, who hadn't heard him speak for a while, asked in confusion, "Ah Zhao, what are you laughing at?"

Gu Xingzhao: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just suddenly thought of something else."

My roommate sighed, "I never thought Lei Ping was this kind of person. We should have just kicked her out with a broom when she came to our dorm to freeload!"

"Ah Zhao, after today, you've really become famous! I see so many people online praising your beauty and saying you have a nice voice. Photos of you from your university days are circulating everywhere, as well as photos of you working like a dog during your part-time jobs. They're all out there, it's hilarious!"

"After my boyfriend found out we knew each other, he asked me to ask you if you were interested in becoming an internet celebrity. He said you could sign with their company, get some packaging, and maybe you could even debut. What do you think? Are you interested?"

Gu Xingzhao waved his hands repeatedly, "I can't do that. I'm fine running a small supermarket for now."

She felt uncomfortable being followed by so many strangers, especially since in just a few hours, she had received hundreds of friend requests on WeChat and QQ, and even the social media platforms she had previously registered to vent were dug up.

She also doesn't remember taking any photos when she was working part-time before, so how come there are so many photos taken by passersby?
Gu Xingzhao was completely exasperated. Wasn't it said that life didn't have that many spectators?!

My roommate laughed, "You can't do this. Some people have already started live streaming. It looks like they want to seize this wave of traffic, become internet celebrities, and sell products."

The person her roommate was referring to was, of course, Lei Ping. After discovering that the video of her being secretly filmed and posted online had gone viral, she immediately started a live stream. Even the title of her live stream read "The Person Involved in the XX Hot Pot Restaurant Incident," as if she was afraid of not getting any attention.

Another roommate rolled her eyes. "Crazy. I've never seen anyone so shameless. We asked her to apologize, and she started a live stream instead. Isn't she afraid of getting yelled at?"

Here's the first update.

I beg you again, my dear readers, please don't hold back or hoard books. If you hoard them, they'll really disappear!
These past two days, I've seen the backend data plummet, and I'm completely lost. I can't eat, I'm anxious all the time, and I even gained two pounds on the scale today, sob sob sob.

My darlings, only when you diligently follow the updates will I diligently write; only when I know you're all following will I have the motivation to furiously type away!

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