Gu Weihua sweat, quickly said he did not dare. In his heart he thought, this girl is like a little fox, it's good enough that she doesn't bully them.
An Yiqing sat on one side with a smile, thinking that this feeling of borrowing prestige was not bad at all. She turned her head to look at Gu Zhongyong, who remained silent, and saw him holding a vase studying it for a long time, raising an eyebrow.
"Granduncle, what are you doing?"
Gu Zhongyong didn't lift his head, "Antiques."
There was a glint of interest in An Yiqing's eyes, antiques, she also liked to study them. Taking a closer look, An Yiqing noticed the unusual features of the vase.
"This... should be from the Yangshao Period, right?..." She was a bit surprised.
Gu Zhongyong reacted, suddenly lifting his head, looking at An Yiqing in astonishment.
"You understand this?"
An Yiqing nodded, "I know a thing or two. Granduncle, can I take a closer look?"
