Xiang Zhihua looked around and said: "Now that the family is uneven, we are too busy to take care of ourselves, and you are far away from us, it is difficult to take care of you, but if you are not happy in the Meng family, you still remember to inform us, even if you are soft-spoken, you have a sustenance in your heart, and it is also a way out." ”

Siqing was sad for a while, and said: "It's not unsatisfactory, I'm living a pretty clean life now." ”

Xiang Zhihua said: "Haven't you always liked to be lively?"

It is said that wanderers who are far away from their loved ones often report good news but not bad news, so as not to worry their families, but Siqing can control her emotions in front of the living, but she is easy to show her heart in front of the most familiar people.

She didn't speak, Xiang Zhihua saw her look, and she already understood in her heart that the relationship between family members may not be the conflict between quarrels, and sometimes indifference and alienation are another kind of rejection.

He sighed and said earnestly: "You are still young, there is so much time in the future, if you are cold now, and live life day after day, then what is the meaning of the rest of your life?"

Siqing pursed her lips, still bowing her head and saying nothing.

Xiang Zhihua said in an accentuated tone: "Since the beginning of last year, your aunt died of illness, and now Ayang is missing, your cousin-in-law is sick, and Xiang Fu's eye disease has recurred, before I came, he couldn't see clearly, compared to Xiang's family, is your situation really so difficult?"

Siqing was taken aback and picked the key point: "Cousin, his eye disease has recurred, why didn't you say it?"

"I have asked the doctor to take care of it, and if there are really difficulties, such as looking for Ayang, I will ask for help, and what can be handled, I don't say it everywhere, the reason why I tell you is not to make you worry plainly, but to let you know that if you are in such a predicament, you will continue to live with your heart, and you should be the same. ”

This is true, if Siqing worries again, it will be hypocritical, she said: "I also have the heart to fight, but ......"

I tried to live in the house where my mother was alive, but I was arranged in the backyard by the old lady without saying a word, and I tried to learn painting with Mr. He, but was vetoed by Meng Hongxian without saying a word.

There are also those who have no right to speak, such as the marriage contract that is "full of wind and rain in the city", and they don't even need to fight for it.

"If a person's strength is not enough, then do you know that it is better to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree?"

Before he could think clearly, he said again: "But your father should be unreliable, and although your grandmother is good at prevarication, she can be a backer." ”

The old lady gave full play to the method of transferring responsibility today, and it only took a lot of effort to send someone to pass the word, and the task of finding the person fell on her uncle Hong Xuan.

If Hong Xuan finds someone, the credit belongs to her Meng family, and if she can't find it, it is Hong Xuan's own disadvantage.

Of course, she didn't expect Hong Xuan to say that he was sick and refused, and the upright Hong Xuan in her impression didn't think so much, and Meng Siru was even more honest and didn't pay any money.

Because she didn't expect it, the old lady miscalculated, and the Hong family turned around to ask for money, but instead sent an army, so that she "ran away" without face.

Her words and deeds, Xiang Zhihua saw in his eyes, and he whispered to Siqing: "Your grandmother likes to control people, you just have nothing to hide in front of her, open your heart to her, you don't need to blindly please, you can let her see your joy and anger, he will believe you, but remember, stability first, don't lose proportion." ”

"And. He paused for a moment and continued: "Young Master Huai'an's status in the Meng family is a little strange, although he is flattered now, but I always feel that he may change one day, and it is not good to fall from a high position to the bottom all of a sudden, I see that you are unguarded in front of him, you can cry if you want to cry, you want to blame, you want to get close to him, although he has some wisdom and foolishness, but it is really not a good thing to rely on, you weigh it well, according to my advice, or don't have too much contact with him, so as not to get into trouble in the future." ”

Siqing nodded solemnly, keeping it in mind.

Later, she realized that her uncle's words were in every word.

It's just that she didn't do it.

A few days later, Xiang Zhihua sent a letter back to the Meng family, thanking the Meng family for their help, and saying that Ayang's mother was seriously ill, and Xiang Fu's eye disease was not very good, and they were going to Tianjin for medical treatment.

Xiang Zhihua took the family to float on the river, Siqing pinched the letter, and her heart rose and fell with the river.

After a long time, a small spark finally slowly came out of the bottom of my heart, and the tenacious eyes of my uncle's eyes were engraved on it, which also made the spark ignite.

It's a pity that Ah Yang, the child lost by his cousin, was never found again, and Xiang Zhihua said that he believed that one day they could meet, and their family would live a good life, waiting to reunite with Ah Yang.

Siqing also believed that one day, we would meet again.

She pushed open the door and looked at the small courtyard.

The next day, it cleared.

She got up early, washed up, and pulled Xiu'e over: "Go, accompany me out." ”

Xiu'e seemed to have seen something strange: "Fourth Miss, what do you lack, I'll buy it for you?"

"There's nothing missing, I'm going to the West Garden to see an art exhibition. She confessed.

The West Garden was originally the private garden of a large family in the past, and later confiscated, among them, there is an inner garden named Sigu Xuan, built near the lake, you can enjoy the glow on all sides, you can see the moon in the middle of the lake at night, it is a good place for literati to express their inspiration, and it is also a good place for painters to sway freely.

Because the literati loved to come here, after a long time, this place became a scale, and some prestigious scholars spontaneously formed the first art fair in Xuncheng here.

The fair, which was originally intended for artistic exchanges between fellow Chinese and Chinese people, gradually came to the stage, gathering more and more authoritative figures in the industry, and the emperor also came to see the works on display in person, so the fair became famous.

The flow of art is no longer limited to books and paintings, such as the porcelain painting art run by the Meng family, which has also been exhibited in Siguxuan, although it is less than calligraphy and painting, but in any case, this Xiyuan Siguxuan Art Fair has self-evidently become a benchmark in the art world.

The folk simply call it the Sigu Xuan Art Fair, but if you pass the purpose of the Si Gu Xuan, whether it is a painting, a pen or ink, or a porcelain pottery, etc., as long as it is recognized and exhibited, it will soon become famous.

Of course, Sigu Xuan also eats fireworks in the world, and they will help promote and recommend the works on display, find knowledgeable buyers, and also carry forward art.

Siqing had come once before, and it was Huai'an who brought her and a few friends together, and they thought they had a taste of elegance, but they only walked around the exhibition hall for half a circle and then retreated, and they didn't even know how big the art fair was.

I heard that today's art exhibition is a master's special session, she and Xiu'e walked into the exhibition hall of Chinese painting, and saw that the four walls were hung in order, the painting is mostly landscaped, the mountains are steep, and there are pavilions and pavilions with meandering water, but if you look closely at the past, you can see that the lines are different in complexity and simplicity, and the brushstrokes are different, that is, the blend of ink and wash can also see the difference.

In this way, the skills of the person who painted it will be more revealed.

Xiu'e didn't understand these things, so she looked around and saw that they were all the same type of paintings, and muttered in a low voice: "Why do these painters only like mountains and rivers, there are so many things in the world, why don't they paint others?"

"Landscape painting has its own school, probably because there are many people who like it, so there are more people who paint it. Siqing replied.

Originally, it was a high and low thing, but when it walked into the streets and alleys, it couldn't be said bad, for fear that there would be too many people going with the flow, which would reduce its quality.

However, the quality of the painting in front of me is naturally superior, but it is not signed, but I don't know who painted it.

The staff of the art fair came to introduce that the person who regularly holds art exhibitions here does not need to use his signature, and the work is his identity, which can be recognized at a glance by those who understand.

The man smiled at Siqing again: "Miss might as well distinguish it." ”

Siqing raised her eyes and looked at the past, and among the wonderful brushes, there were actually traces to follow.

She gradually noticed something familiar, and suddenly she understood, and a thought came to her mind, and she couldn't help but be surprised and rejoiced, and almost cried out: "I've seen this way of writing like this!"

"Fourth Miss, do you know who it is?" Xiu'e was confused.

"Mr. He's painting. Siqing said happily: "When I painted for my second brother before, he once gave me a revision, I recognize it!"

Xiu'e nodded as if she didn't understand: "It turned out to be Mr. He's painting, I said, no wonder it's so good-looking." He swore a thumbs up.

He Chushu was a guest at the Meng family, and Xiu'e's speed of changing her face was superb, as if she was not the same as the person who complained about the similarity of the content of the painting.

The staff saw Siqing recognize it and praised: "Miss has good eyesight, Mr. He became famous at a young age, he is famous in the painting world, it is difficult to find a painting, and he has entered a famous school to teach over the years, and his works are even less, and it is rare to see his paintings on display today." ”

As he was introducing, there was a person passing by next to him, probably also coming for the name of He Chushu, and he couldn't help but stop when he heard this, and asked: "Why did Mr. He go to teach, is he short of money, is he short of money, he has time to paint a few more paintings, since someone comes to rush to buy it, isn't it as comfortable as being a gentleman?"

"It's not for money, I heard that it's a favor, it stands to reason that it's been a few years, and the favor should be enough, Sigu Xuan has the heart to invite him to come over as a consultant, and he is currently waiting for him to reply, about eight or nine will not leave ten. ”

"That's good, we'll wait. ”

"Yes. After the staff replied, he turned to Siqing and said, "Miss likes Mr. He's paintings?"

Siqing was stunned for a while, and she didn't hear what he said clearly, so she nodded instinctively first.

"It's unfortunate that the young lady came, the paintings of the gentleman were ordered early in the morning, and these have the owner, but when he comes to take office, he will not worry about not being able to buy them. ”

Xiu'e answered: "No, now we ask him to paint, maybe we don't have to pay for it, and when he comes, we will have to spend a lot of money." ”

The other party looked puzzled, didn't understand what she meant, was thinking about it, suddenly looked forward, and picked his eyes behind them: "Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived." ”

When the two turned around, they saw He Chushu, and neither of them expected that they would be here, and they both showed a little surprise.

"Mr. is here to reply, I'll go find Mr. Lin to ......," the man said.

Mr. Lin's name is Shaowei and he is the president of this year's art fair.

"Don't be busy informing Brother Shaowei, these two are my friends, I'll receive them first. ”

The other party responds and does not bother them anymore.