What kind of gods are the aunts in the General's Mansion?

Helian Chen was stunned for a moment, then looked at him angrily: "Damn fat man, do you think this prince is a street gangster?"

Ye Qianning looked at his angry face and was slightly surprised.

"If this prince wants to become a disciple, he will definitely impress the dean with his knowledge and appearance, no less than using underhanded methods." What He Lianchen wanted was not upright, but he would definitely not be so mean.

"It seems that I misunderstood you. I'm sorry." With these words, Ye Qianning felt that the child was quite upright, and his words made sense.

The concubine is indeed not a good person, and those who can tolerate it to the end are often the super kings.

"For your sake, I won't argue with you." He Lianchen felt a little better when he heard her apology: "You must remember what I said, be careful of the aunt in the house, everything will happen to wake you up, but Can’t believe what they say.”

"I will consider it." Ye Qianning put down the brush and gestured towards Luo Wen.

Rowan stepped back and came back with a plate of pastries in his hand.

Ye Qianning took a piece and pushed it towards He Lianchen with her little hand.

"Your guarding skills are really high and good." He Lianchen praised him and picked up the pastry and ate it.

After swallowing it in one mouthful, I realized the taste. I lowered my head and looked at the pink pastry in my hand in surprise. It was delicious——

He Lianchen ate several pieces in succession, but he was still unfinished. When he reached out to take them, he saw that the plate was empty.

"What kind of pastry is this? It's so delicious."

"My aunt made it, I don't know what it's called."

He Lianchen paused, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing more. He suddenly noticed the paintings on the wall on the left, walked over a few steps, and looked at them carefully.

Although he is young, he has seen many paintings.

He had seen all the paintings collected in his father's warehouse. The painting in front of him was of great skill, and the quality seemed to be that it had just been completed.

"This painting is so vivid and lifelike. It's so beautiful."

"Really? I don't quite understand."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." He Lianchen sighed a few times after hearing this. Even a little kid wouldn't understand. Hanging here is really exposing the world.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Helian Chen turned around in disbelief: "Really?"

"kindness."

Helian Chen didn't expect her to be so generous. He was so excited that he moved a stool to pick up the painting. He took it off and put it on the table to admire it up close before carefully rolling up the painting.

"Amazing work, I don't know if it was made by that master." He said with respect.

"It's not a master, it was painted by my sixth aunt."

"..."

Helian Chen was stunned and tightened his hand holding the painting. Is the aunt in the General's Mansion so talented?

Can a random painting be compared to the hand of a master?

He just said bad things about others, can he still have this painting?

"By the way, almost everything in my room is made by my aunts." Ye Qianning stood up and pointed to the calligraphy on the left: "This is written by my second aunt, and this piano was given to me by my sixth aunt. The calligraphy and painting here are the works of Qi Yiniang and Eighth Yiniang. My Jiu Yiniang is very good at chess, and the third Yiniang is so charming in her dancing..."

He Lianchen looked at them one by one. The calligraphy and paintings were all exquisite, and the most exquisite one was the guqin. The craftsmanship was simply the best.

What kind of gods are the aunts in the General's Mansion?

He is proficient in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he is also good at cooking...

Moreover, his mother-in-law likes the piano the most. If she can take one back, she will be very happy to see it.

After thinking again and again, Helian Chen said: "I want to... pay a visit to your aunt."

(End of chapter)