Became a poor little boy abandoned by his educated youth mother?

King Scorpion's mind had calmed down by then. He had to remain calm and not panic. He raised his hand and said to his confidant, "I'm fine. The injured brothers have all been sent to the doctor. We've paid for their medical expenses. We were careless this time. We'll have to rely on everyone to get through this together."

The brothers around him were moved when they heard him say this. They suffered heavy losses this time, but the boss was still willing to pay for their medical expenses. It can be seen that the boss is loyal to his brothers.

The group returned to the base camp in a miserable state. After seeing that the place had been looted, King Scorpion couldn't help but faint. Although there was not much stuff, for his current situation, even a mosquito leg is still meat.

This is simply too much, they are not leaving any chance for survival at all~

An Xueyan didn't know about this. After breakfast, she carried a bag of things and went to Huaqing University. She first went to the faculty dormitory to find Teacher Wang.

Wang Mingjin had no classes this morning and was in the dormitory. He was having breakfast when An Xueyan arrived.

The door was not closed. Seeing An Xueyan coming in, she asked, "Why are you here so early?"

An Xueyan said with a smile: "I came to see you because I was worried. Now that I see you are still so energetic, I feel relieved."

Wang Mingjin snorted unconvincedly, "After all, I've been through a lot, how could I be scared by a few petty thieves? You're underestimating me."

I looked at the teacher's breakfast, which was simple white rice porridge with pickles.

Those who disagreed said: "You don't even know how to cook a dish. At your age, you should eat less pickles. It's not good for your health."

She regretted that she should have packed some breakfast on the way. She thought this person was going to eat in the cafeteria, but he ended up eating the porridge he cooked at home.

"It's okay to eat a little occasionally. This is what Mr. Zhang's wife next door made and gave me. It tastes good with porridge."

Changing the subject, he said, "I've put the painting in the study. You can go and see it yourself."

He was very casual towards his disciple An Xueyan, and after he finished speaking, he picked up the bowl and drank the porridge.

An Xueyan said casually, "Then I'll go take a look. I also brought two paintings and a piece of porcelain. Teacher, you can take a look at them later."

After taking the food out of the bag and putting it aside, he went into the study with the calligraphy and paintings and porcelain.

Wang Mingjin couldn't sit still anymore. He finished his porridge in a few gulps and went to the study without even wanting to clean up the bowl. An Xueyan had just unfolded his painting and started looking at it.

He picked up the calligraphy and paintings that An Xueyan brought and opened them.

He exclaimed in surprise: "Is this a work by Tang Yin? It looks authentic. Where did you find it?"

He definitely couldn't tell the truth, so he just said casually, "I just found it while wandering around in the scrap heap outside, and it almost got burned as kindling."

These were all found in the house where Hu Meili had a date. She took out a few items to show the teacher.

Wang Mingjin believed it and sighed, "How many good things have been destroyed over the years. Luckily, you have a good eye and found it. Otherwise, the world would have lost another masterpiece."

"There's nothing we can do about it. The power of an individual is always limited. How much did you spend on this painting, teacher?"

"I bought this from someone who went to an antique shop for appraisal. The shop owner said it was fake, so I spent 30 yuan on it. I think it should be authentic. I don't know how the antique shop made that judgment."

The tone of voice was full of dissatisfaction with the professional level of the appraisers in the antique shop.

"Maybe they deliberately said it was fake to lower the price." An Xueyan had heard a lot of such things in later life, and she knew the twists and turns in it just by thinking about it.

It’s just that in the decades after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, people were accustomed to a sincere and simple style, so Wang Mingjin didn’t think about it in this way.

Wang Mingjin was stunned by her reminder and laughed, "I was blinded by one thing. During the war, many businessmen used to do the same thing. Passing fake goods off as genuine ones, passing inferior goods off as good ones, etc. It was common. It all depended on vision and caution. However, I rarely encountered such behavior in recent years, so I didn't react at the moment."

"I guess this kind of situation will happen more often in the future as more people get involved in this business." Many people in later generations spent all their money on an object, only to buy a fake.

Many people who thought they were experts in this field were fooled and paid the price.

Wang Mingjin was very happy that all the items An Xueyan brought were genuine. He was proud of his disciple's ability as a master.

They had lunch in the Huaqing cafeteria. In the afternoon, Wang Mingjin had to attend class, so An Xueyan strolled to the mathematics department where her aunt was studying.

She had seen the schedule so she knew what classes were in the afternoon. Well, she would go check on her aunt's position. If she didn't study hard, she would go back and tell her grandmother, and then her aunt would face the clutches of her biological mother.

She shook the camera in her hand and took pictures as she walked. When she saw a group of geniuses of different ages, dressed simply, listening attentively and taking notes in the classroom, she couldn't help but press the shutter several times.

"Whose child is this? Do you want to go to Huaqing to study?" After a while, the boss patted his shoulder and asked him questions.

An Xueyan turned around and saw a kind-faced old man smiling at her.

He said calmly, "Hello, Grandpa. I came to see if my aunt is studying well and to supervise her for my grandma. However, when I saw the students in the classroom studying hard, I couldn't help but want to capture these scenes.

As for the university I will go to, I haven’t decided yet, but I want to study medicine or pharmacy.”

When the old man heard her say she wanted to study medicine, he smiled and praised her: "Studying medicine is a good ambition. Which department is your aunt in?"

She didn't miss this opportunity to give her aunt a sense of existence, and directly said: "An Qingyu from Class 1 of the Department of Mathematics. I'm An Xueyan. Grandpa, what's your name?"

"My last name is Wang, and my courtesy name is Huaixue. Why aren't you going to school?"

"With lofty aspirations, you will be able to show your elegance and grace; with a wealth of knowledge, you will be able to see the colorful clouds. I think this word suits you very well, Grandpa. I am in the second grade of junior high school. My elders at home had something to do, so I followed them to Beijing City."

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with the parents for not letting such a young child attend classes in the classroom, he felt that the little girl should be a good seedling.

So I asked, "Do you want me to take you to the Department of Mathematics?" Seeing how hard my aunt was studying, I thought she wouldn't think about playing around.

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Wang, you are such a good person." An Xueyan didn't know what the old man was thinking. She just thought that this man should be a teacher at Huaqing University and he was a very nice person.

With someone leading the way, they went straight to the floor of the Department of Mathematics and came to the outside of Class 1's classroom. The two of them sneaked in from the back and sat down.

An Xueyan was also listening to the teacher's lecture above, and she also saw her aunt, who was sitting in the front row, listening attentively and taking notes from time to time.