Song Ersheng took his mother's hand, "Who can embarrass me....... You're worried. How about pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info? Is the exhibition good-looking? ”

I wish my mother a nod, "It's good-looking, my old son got it, everything looks good~~~"

Song Ersheng laughed, and knew that you would say that.

Zhu Mother looked at her old son who was smiling so happily, and she couldn't say anything about the worry on her lips. Since this is what the child wants to do, let the child be. She was worried that it would only make her old son worry about her and comfort her, "There are so many paintings at home, why are there so few of them?" "The works in the exhibition are actually not less, but with Song Ersheng's paintings from small to large, it is really a drop in the bucket. Zhu mother wants to show off her old son, but she is naturally dissatisfied with her only showing so little.

Song Ersheng didn't hide it, "The main thing is to get justice for my grandfather, my art exhibition is not exhibited, so much is enough." ”

Zhu mother's silence, the old son took the initiative to speak, and she took the opportunity to ask, "Our old man, your grandmother has always said that when he returned home, something was wrong, and he was injured." Your uncle and they all thought that the old man was going home to recuperate and take a vacation, but after more than half a year, they didn't mention going back to school, and then they married your grandmother, and they didn't take a step in Dongpo Village in the end. ”

Because she wanted to help her old son, she told Song Ersheng as much as she could about what she knew, what she heard, whether it was true or not. Most of the rumors outside are ridiculed and joked, and relatives at home feel that something is wrong, but no one dares to ask.

Song Ersheng nodded while listening, in fact, she already knew these things. But she also understood her mother's intentions, so she didn't interrupt and listened all the time.

The more Song Yidi and Nana listened, the more curious they became, why did the old man leave the imperial university? Vaguely, Nana felt that this was not simple....... I'm afraid that 3,000 has really stabbed the hornet's nest this time.

Song Sanye and Song's father had never heard tears, but they finally stopped their sadness, and when they saw Song Ersheng, they walked over quickly, "Three thousand!" What the hell is going on? ”

Even if Song Ersheng already knew the truth, he couldn't tell his grandfather and father. After all, it's really not something that can be publicized. After it was made public, the first thing that was hurt was the reputation of my grandfather........ In the past, even if there are still people who know the truth, the truth really doesn't matter........ For the vast majority of people.

The school has not contacted her, which means that it has not communicated well with the relevant departments, so she can't tell the truth. The real fish die and the net is broken, which is not what she wants. She just wants her in-laws and grandfather to be innocent and morally flawless.

"I don't know too much here, that's why I held such an exhibition to let the truth surface automatically, grandpa, don't worry......." Song Ersheng comforted Song Sanye and Song's father, "You can take a look now, it's okay to go around outside, I should be about to get the results here." ”

As he was talking, Song Ersheng's mobile phone rang. Today she only brought this phone with a private number.

I don't know a number, Song Ersheng picked it up, and said very formulaic and politely, "Is it Ms. Song Ersheng?" After getting the affirmation, he reported the name of the unit and the specific department over there, "Because I received a real-name report, I need you to come here to verify the situation, can you come over within an hour?" ”

Song Ersheng agreed. After hanging up the phone, he secretly told Meng Ben to pay attention to the safety of his family, and greeted Grandpa Meng, Song Xiaoxiao, who had just come over, and Song Ersheng drove away. Nana came over and asked Meng Ben in a low voice, "Sanqian really doesn't know the truth about the second grandfather's departure from the imperial capital?" "This is not the style of three thousand, since she can discover these things on display now, she should naturally be able to dig out the truth.

Meng Ben didn't answer. Three thousand told him, and no one was allowed to ask.

Nana stared at Meng Ben for a while and walked away. Sanqian is always accustomed to carrying all the burdens on herself, and how many people in the family are used to her stinky problems.........

Song Ersheng drove all the way to the designated location, which was a very inconspicuous old office courtyard with patrol cars. Song Ersheng's car was not allowed to enter, so she could only get out of the car and walk. Today is the school anniversary, and she is dressed very solemnly as a student representative, and she is wearing a wrapping dress with five quarter-sleeves. Gradient red heels full of rhinestones, thirteen centimeters high, walking on the concrete floor in winter, the sound of tapping out, crisp and clean.

The yard is not large, and a few tall plane trees, even if they are bare branches in winter, you can see an alternative luxuriant scene. Song Ersheng walked slowly while looking at the trees in the yard, not in a hurry or panic, as steady as still water.

She's really super strong than patience.

At the gate of the three-story office building, a person walked out and walked a few steps towards Song Ersheng, "Hello, hello, you must be Ms. Song Ersheng, my surname is Chen, it is our department that called you, please come with me......."

Song Ersheng also said hello, but didn't say anything else.

The situation in the building is not as old as it looks from the outside, but it also has an atmosphere of the seventies and eighties of the last century. To put it bluntly, it is a strong sense of political and historical oppression.

There was a smell of newspapers and books everywhere, even if someone was looking at her from the window just now, and now when she entered the building, she didn't see anyone.

"Please come in ......." The official surnamed Chen invited Song Ersheng into a conference room, which was not too big, with seats for more than ten people.

has been done seven or eight people, Song Ersheng knows four, three old professors of the Academy of Fine Arts, and the remaining one is Ma Changyi.

Seeing Song Ersheng coming in, Ma Changyi stood up, "Director Chen......." Director Chen waved his hand, and there were four or five people who came in with him, "Sit down first, sit down, Asheng also sits down first.......

Ma Changyi pulled out a chair, and Song Ersheng sat inside, "Thank you, Dean." Ma Changyi smiled bitterly, you are so bold......

"This is my master, Mr. Guo Ziwei......." Ma Changyi said to the old gentleman who thought he had a wisp of white beard, "I once said that my master wanted to see you, but you haven't had time to ......." Now that I finally see it, but this is the situation.......

Guo Ziwei looks like he is in his eighties, but if he is a classmate of Song Guishan, he will be at least ninety years old. The face is smooth and full, without a little wrinkle, but there are more wrinkles around the forehead and nose and the nasolabial folds. On the face of it, he looks like an old naughty boy who is blessed with a rich and carefree life.

Song Ersheng stood up, "Hello." ”

Guo Ziwei squinted at Song Ersheng, and waited for a while until Song Ersheng sat down before speaking,