The human heart is biased.

Yu Lan remembered that when Yu Wei was looking for Su Xing, she knew that it was her sister's fault, but between the two, she chose to defend her sister, and was happy for a while because of Su Xing's departure.

And today, Bai Shaohua's attitude shows that he is extremely protective of his shortcomings, and in order to protect his family's face, he is even willing to throw out the house. Yu Wei does not care about the severity, if he is completely angered one day, his wife will definitely be implicated under him.

Woo Susu?

It's impossible, she, like her sister-in-law, can't control those two brothers.

Is it really appropriate to escape under the wing of an outsider in order to get away from your family?

Bai Shaohua and Harvey are brothers.

Look at Harveys's attitude towards his sister is not like love, but more like taking what he needs. Either it's playing, or you're using her for something.

The girl found him to satisfy her vanity, and she found his brother for a guess...... Is there a difference between the two scenarios?

Putting your fate in the hands of others is out of your own control.

In the kitchen, Yu Lan sighed silently, depressed, and didn't realize that the water in the washing basin was full.

Yan Huahua heard the sound of water flowing in the kitchen outside, so he couldn't help but come in to take a look, and hurriedly patted Yu Lan.

"Hey, Xiaolan, what do you want? ”

Yu Lan came to her senses and hurriedly turned off the faucet, "Ah, I'm sorry, I just remembered something." ”

"Forget it, I'll do it. You're tired from the day, go back to your room and rest. Yan Huahua pushed Yu Lan away to wash the vegetables by herself.

"What's so tiring about being idle every day?" Yu Lan didn't leave, and was busy in the kitchen with her, "Huahua, Yangyang goes to kindergarten, are you going to move to the city in the future?"

"yes, to be honest, I don't want to move, life in the city is too boring......"

The business of the courtyard cannot be left uninhabited, and in the future, she will have to run at both ends, or bring the children back every weekend. Sometimes I think about it, Tong Lingyan, the shopkeeper, is much more relaxed and free than her.

……

In the warehouse of the leisure house, that is, in the utility room, while his son was taking a nap, Su Xing and Bai Shaohua came over to find the painting together.

"If I hadn't seen Yu Wei today, I would have almost forgotten about it. ”

"The painting that my mother sent?" Bai Shaohua's face showed a puzzled expression, "Shaojun, have they checked it?"

"Checked, it's safe. Yu Wei said that Harvey took her to see Ms. Bai, and the two said that they wanted to come to this painting. He also told me not to tell you, saying that I bought it myself. ”

"And you say?" someone glanced at her.

"Ms. Bai is your mother, not my mother, why should I listen to her? Explain in advance, if she comes over in the future, she will stay at your house, I will not hinder your mother-son affection, in short, don't bother me. ”

Mother and son have a deep affection, hehe.

"You're thinking too much. ”

Before she arrived, she began to think about the future, her brain was too big, no wonder she was afraid of trouble, and she was scared by her own imagination.

Su Xing didn't care what he thought, he decided anyway.

In view of the inconsistent performance of the Guo family's mother-in-law, she decided to stay away from her mother-in-law and others in the future, not to interfere with each other, and to have their own lives. Besides, she didn't spend her son's money, so she didn't need to look at her face and behave.

"Ah, found it, there it is. ”

According to the direction she pointed, Bai Shaohua went up the escalator and took down the frame with one hand.

After taking it down, he hesitated slightly before preparing to open it.

Su Xing noticed, "What, don't you want to see it, or put it back?" She really didn't appreciate the abstract paintings, so she was afraid that he would have to hang them in the living room because he loved face.

"It doesn't hurt to take a look. ”

As he spoke, he opened the box.

I took out the frame and tore open the layer of paper, revealing an irregular figure with bright colors and profound meanings. They are stacked horizontally and vertically, and each figure has a different color, forming a painting with a strong sense of abruptness.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Bai Shaohua's forehead corners on both sides couldn't help jumping violently, and the green tendons of his hands grabbing the edge of the frame protruded slightly.

"Shaohua?" Sensing that something was wrong with him, Su Xing reached out and pressed it on the back of his hand in confusion.

"I'm fine," he said, staring at the drawing board with a cold expression, "I haven't seen you for many years, and my mother's drawings are getting more and more esoteric. ”

Su Xing looked at him extremely rarely, "You can't understand it either?"

The other party glanced at her, "I don't know how to appreciate it." ”

Not knowing how to appreciate is a lack of artistic cells, which is normal, and not understanding is dull and desolate.

Since no one knows how to appreciate it, this masterpiece will continue to be shelved. Bai Shaohua first took a picture of the painting, and then went to find adhesive tape to re-wrap the frame.

Su Xing looked at his back looking for something, "Wrap it up a little better, and leave it to the child as an inheritance in the future." ”

"With an eye, my mother's cheapest and smallest work costs $5,000, and after a hundred years, it will cost tens of thousands. "It's not a masterpiece after all, and it's worth a lot of money, unless it becomes an antique after a few hundred years.

"So your mother isn't right?" the son was too anxious.

"People always have to die, and they must learn to face it calmly. Susu, what if I die before you in the future?"

"Rest assured, I will live strong until I die of old age. ”

"......" The busy man glanced at her silently.

This female professional studies words, but she is not good at organizing beautiful language to make people happy, and she belongs to the talent of serious scarcity of artistic cells.

It was a waste to send her her her mother's paintings, which was equivalent to playing the harp to a cow.

If it was really sent by my mother......

Since the children were sleeping at home, the two did not stay in the warehouse for long, so they rearranged the frame and came out.

In the evening, after the family had dinner, Su Xing came out of the bath for her youngest son, and a small milk bag went straight to her father's study with a smile, shaking her little hand.

"Xiao Dye, get dressed, be careful of catching a cold and get an injection. Su Xing ran after him with a small dress in her hand.

"No!"

The little milk bag crawled into his father's arms in front of the computer nimbly, and was caught, and his parents cooperated to dress him. After the clothes were dressed, Bai Shaohua put the child in Su Xing's arms, and then pulled her into his arms.

"Susu, come and help me take a look. ”

"See what?"

Bai Shaohua didn't speak, and pulled out a row of abstract paintings on the desktop of the computer screen.

"These are all my mother's works, and you can see which one is most similar to the one at home. ”

Su Xing was stunned for a moment and looked back at him, "Do you suspect that the painting was forged by someone else?"

Neither installing hidden weapons nor releasing poison, not even a camera, what's the point of forgery?

"I don't know. Bai Shaohua guessed, "Harvey is not a good person, he doesn't do things for no reason, maybe he wants to provoke the relationship between you and my mother." This man has always been thoughtful, and I have to guard against it. ”

The middleman did something in the painting, and the daughter-in-law didn't know anything about her mother-in-law's masterpiece, and she would confront her in the future, and the daughter-in-law couldn't wash it clearly.

Su Xing was suspicious, glanced at him, and began to look at the picture, "Your family is so complicated." ”

"It's about the same as your home. ”

Su Xing grumbled while looking at the painting, "Can't you let me?"

"Okay, I'll let you," he chuckled, teasing her little son in her arms, "and you'll be on tonight." ”

“……”