All of a sudden, all the guests who participated in the bidding abstained, and no one was willing to buy the paintings of Zhu's father and son!

"What? Sir, you're not going to pay the money, why do you want to abstain?"

Zhu Kang's face was as red as a pig's liver, and he said unwillingly to the guests.

However, no matter how much he kept it, no one was willing to buy their paintings.

"Father, you speak, you say you didn't take someone else's painting!

Zhu Kang shook Zhu Yongsong's shoulder vigorously, and the latter did not say a word.

Although he didn't admit all these facts, it was obvious that Luo Yang's analysis had obviously hit his heart and turned over his heart, which had been sealed for many years.

The events of that year were like a nightmare, and he had been buried in his heart, and he didn't mention it to anyone, but he didn't expect that today, because he took out the painting of that year, he shook off the past events of that year.

At this time, Zhu Yongsong fell into infinite remorse!

I knew this, I shouldn't have taken out this damn "Mountain Dwelling Map", and now I have caused my reputation to be discredited, and the great painter of the past has become a thief that everyone shouts and beats in a blink of an eye, and this huge contrast in identity makes it difficult for him to accept it for a while!

It was as if he had fallen from a mountain thousands of meters to the bottom of the valley, and only he could appreciate the taste......

In the end, after much deliberation, he decided to resist to the end and beat him to death without admitting the facts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think you have been completely brainwashed by this kid! This kid must be jealous that my painting attainments are higher than his, so he made up so many stories to slander me! Who am I, Zhu Yongsong, how can a yellow-haired boy slander!"

"Since you believe so much in believing the slander of a yellow-haired boy, then I can't help it. The mountains do not turn around, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, you don't appreciate the paintings of my father and son, some people appreciate them. Even today, no one wants a painting, and my father and son are not reluctant!

He said cheekily to the majority of guests.

I thought that when I said this, some people would believe in themselves. Then I talked for a long time, and when I saw that no one was willing to buy paintings anymore, my expression was slightly gloomy.

"As for Old Man Tang's belief in Luo Yang's boy, saying that this painting was painted by his son, I don't want to care about it at all. For the sake of the affection between the teacher and the student back then, I can give him this painting! It will be regarded as a kind of repayment for the kindness of the teacher back then! I don't want to say more about the rest!"

Zhu Yongsong waved his hand very generously and said to Tang Xiude.

I have already made up my mind that if the exhibition fails, let it fail. As long as no one delves into the events of the year, there will always be a time to come out!

As for this painting, if you give it away, you will give it away, and it will be returned to its original owner, anyway, I don't admit it, I just say that it is a gift, and no one can do anything to him!

Zhu Yongsong said as he asked his son to roll up the painting and hand it to Tang Xiude.

Everyone stared at all this closely, although they were suspicious of Zhu Yongsong, but there was no direct evidence, and no one could say anything.

"Since he said to give it to you, you take it first, anyway, it originally belonged to your son!

Old Xie said to Old Tang who was standing on the spot.

"This ...... Give it to me?"

Tang Xiude trembled, reaching out to take the painting while intermittently speaking.

The son's painting is about to return to his own hands, and at this moment, as a father, he can't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart, and his mood is very complicated!

Just when everyone thought this was the end of the matter, suddenly!

A voice broke the peace again!

"Wait!"

Luo Yang stretched out his hand and rushed in front of Tang Xiude and took the painting.

Then he sneered at Zhu Yongsong: "The painting has returned to its original owner! However, the matter is not over!"

"What's the situation, it's not over yet?"

"What else could be the matter?"

"Could it be that this young man has discovered something unusual?"

The guests who were about to disperse stayed again, ready to see what was going on with puzzled expressions.

The first to react were Tang Xiude and Aunt Tang Yu.

"Luo Yang, you mean ......?"

Tang Xiude couldn't help but snort and said to Luo Yang.

From the moment he learned that his son's painting was taken by Zhu Yongsong to win the award, he had a bad premonition.

It seems that there is something else hidden in the events of that year......

The death of his own son does not seem to be so simple!

“……”

Tang Yuyan stared at Zhu Yongsong tightly, trying to find some clues from his face......

When my father died, I was still young.

After his father died unexpectedly, his mother was also crushed by grief and left her dead early.

She grew up with her grandfather, and since she grew up sensible, she began to look around for her parents' deeds, so she hung her father's painting in a prominent place in the house.

Over the years, she has been thinking about her father and mother all the time.

She always thought that if her father was alive, her mother would not have died so early. Everything will change!

My life will not be as full of painful memories and deep thoughts as it is today!

"What do you mean, boy, I've already given the painting to Donald, what else do you want?"

Zhu Yongsong stared at Luo Yang, and said inwardly.

"That's it, Luo Yang, even if the painting belongs to Yu Yan's father, it will now be returned to its original owner!, what else do you want to do?"

Zhu Kang also said angrily.

"I don't want to do anything! I just want to find out the truth about what happened back then!"

After speaking, Luo Yang turned to Tang Xiude and said,

"Donald, please tell me about the events of the year again!"

Donald settled down and said slowly: "Back then, my son and he went to Frozen Lake to sketch together in order to participate in that national art exhibition! However, it didn't take long for me to receive a phone call saying that my son had fallen into the lake and drowned! When my wife and I hurried over, all we saw was my son's cold body!"

At that time, he told us that Chun Nian accidentally fell into the lake and drowned! In grief, we brought our son's body back for burial, and that was the end of the matter. ”

"Later, because I couldn't stand this blow, my wife and Yu Yan's mother, because they couldn't stand the blow of losing their relatives, got sick and left one after another, leaving my old man and bringing Yu Yan up alone!"

Speaking of this, Donald wiped away a handful of tears and said to Luo Yang: "That's the way it is, do you mean there is still a secret here?"

Tang Yuyan also stared at Luo Yang tightly, waiting for his answer.

"Don't worry, everything will be understood!

Luo Yang turned around and came to Zhu Yongsong and said to him coldly:

"You said that Tang Chunnian accidentally fell into the lake and drowned, is all this true?"

"Of course it's true, is it false?"

Zhu Yongsong immediately stalked his neck and said.