Su Baijing's study is in a small cubicle on the second floor, and it is not large, except for a simple bookshelf, which is lined with some poorly printed pirated books.

They are all classics of Buddhism.

An ordinary wooden desk with a slightly smelly pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and next to the desk is a rattan paper basket filled with calligraphy and paintings.

Su Yun knew that every once in a while, his father would burn all the calligraphy and paintings he made.

From childhood to adulthood, in just a few words, she knew that her father and mother were classmates at the Academy of Fine Arts, and that her father's major was landscape painting.

Even if the level is not good, it is better than the craft prints that are sold to tourists in the corner shops.

But my father would rather be an apprentice in my grandfather's shop than hang his paintings and calligraphy in his own gallery, waiting for those tour group tourists who don't care about hundreds of thousands of dollars, but just pursue the charm of the ancient town.

"Tell me what's going on with that director!

If you dare to hide the slightest, don't be surnamed Su in the future, and don't treat me Su Baijing as your father! ”

The corners of Dad's lips were low and flat, looking at Su Yun was never stern, and there was a trace of panic and terrible associations in his stern eyes.

"Then I'll be honest, Dad, don't blame me". Su Yun prayed in a low voice.

Su Baijing's eyes were already filled with disappointment and self-blame for falling into the abyss.

If it weren't for his accident, how could the daughter he had educated since childhood become like those ordinary girls in society and think of such a way.

Su Baijing's self-blame made his eyes bloodshot.

"Let's move immediately, go to a mountain village in the northwest, and become a teacher in the village in the future, you can live your life like this."

Su Baijing took a step back and sat down in his chair, he was already afraid to hear his daughter say his conjecture with his own ears.

His hand gripped the handle of the chair tightly, so that he did not slap the heavy force on his daughter's face.

It was he, Su Baijing, who was sorry for his daughter.

He was supposed to let his daughter live like a princess.

All he can do now is stay away, he and his daughter are both sinners of the Su family.

insulted the lintel of the Su family.

Incognito, hidden, and retained dignity.

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

Su Yun asked in confusion, and Dad's topic jumped slightly.

"Dad, I just took a painting of yours and gave it to the director, are you going to punish me for dying alone in the mountain village?"

Su Yun squatted in front of his father, grabbed his knees and asked pitifully.

"What painting?" Su Baijing raised his head suddenly, although he was surprised, he was not surprised, and the anger that had not yet risen was insignificant compared to this surprise.

"It's the one you copied Shen Zhou's "Yanjiang Stacked Peaks", my grandfather asked someone to inquire about the director's hobbies, and I heard that he was looking for Shen Zhou's authentic works recently.

I'm afraid that he can't find Shen Zhou's authentic handiwork in Qiantang Town and the whole of Suzhou, so I found him with the one you imitated.

He was as happy as something, and praised you for painting so well, saying that even the master's imitation is not as good as your painting.

Otherwise, how could he be so respectful to you and send you back?

Dad, I know that painting, you must be very precious, I secretly saw it, you threw it in a basin several times and tried to burn it, and finally took it out again.

You see, you might burn that painting anyway, and I'll take it and replace it for you, it's a good deal, right?

So, don't blame me for secretly giving away your paintings, okay?"

Su Yun lay on his father's knee and said softly, secretly looking at his father's face.

Dad was thinking, it seems that his statement should be acceptable to him.

Su Baijing was indeed very reluctant to give up his picture, which was praised by his father back then.

Su Baijing thought of the situation in previous years, and the painting scroll that his father smashed on his face was accompanied by an angry cough: "You get out of me!" I, Su Yaosheng, don't have a rebel like you! ”。

Su Baijing's eyes were moist, and he raised his head and suppressed the past.

Su Yun lowered her eyes.

Su Yaosheng.

It's grandpa.

"He's a police chief who knows what kind of painting, what is he going to do with Shen Zhou's authentic handwriting?"

Su Baijing remembered Li Xuexin's mediocrity, and there was no arrogance of an artist in his tone.

"Dad, don't you know that? My grandfather heard that it was a director of the county bureau who liked Shen Zhou's paintings very much.

Wait and see, the director will be transferred soon. ”

This excuse is not bad, just right, Li Xuexin will probably be promoted soon.

Dad thought about his picture like a remembrance, carefully framed it by hand, and put it in the brazier to burn it.

Su Yun was still in high school at the time, and when he saw that the flames were beginning to burn to the corners of the painting, his father fished out the picture from the brazier despite the burning of his hands.

Then Su Yun saw his father crying for the first time.

In Su Yun's impression from childhood to adulthood, his father is like a humble gentleman like water, and he has never seen his father so out of shape.

Although Su Yun knew that something was wrong, from then on, she would occasionally pay attention to what her father was doing in the study.

So she knew that her father's calligraphy and painting were good, and she knew that her father often sighed to the north.

"At a young age, your mind doesn't have to be in the right place."

Su Baijing patted his daughter's head: "Don't think about these things in the future, mediocre!" ”

"Got it, Dad, I can't find a way to save people."

Su Yun looked at his father's relaxed smile on his face, and a big smile hung on his face.

It seems that Dad accepted this statement.

"This time I had an accident, and your grandfather and uncle have also worked hard, so invite them to the house for dinner in the evening."

Su Baijing pondered and said.

Listening to the tone of my daughter, it is also thanks to them for finding a way to inquire.

"They're working hard."

Su Yun lowered his eyes and said.

"We remember their affection, and when you have a job, get a salary, and buy some gifts for them, it is your filial piety."

When Su Baijing said this, he frowned again and said, "I originally wanted to hire a good tutor for you to help you take the graduate school entrance examination, but something happened, and I couldn't ask for it."

It turned out that my father took over the business introduced by the second uncle this time, and it was for her to find a university professor to be a special tutor, which was a big expense.

"Dad, I've been studying well or badly, it's better to come out and work early, I also graduated from college, it's a bachelor's degree, and it's not much worse than others."

"Nonsense!"

Su Baijing was a little too stubborn about Su Yun's academic diploma: "I thought about it carefully, you still have to take the postgraduate entrance examination, and when there are conditions in the future, I still want to send you to study abroad."

If you have to find a job to work, you can't give up on your studies.

You can work while reviewing your homework, and if you can't pass the exam in one year, you can take the exam every year."

"You don't compare yourself with others, you have to be a hundred, a thousand times better than ordinary people.

Yunyun, since you were a child, I have taught you to be self-reliant, and your child has disappointed me again and again.

If you have limited talent and are not smart enough, then you have to be diligent, and if you don't even have diligence, what else do you have to be proud of! ”

The more Su Baijing said, the stricter he became.

Su Yun bowed his head and listened carefully.

Repeating the teachings countless times from childhood to adulthood.

"Dad, I'll be ready to revise for the exam."

Hearing that her daughter had finally changed her mind, Su Baijing's face turned slightly pale.

"Bai Jing, come down, dad and brother and sister-in-law are here."

From downstairs came my mother's happy voice.

"Here it comes".

Su Baijing went downstairs, but Su Yun looked at the thick black mist that suddenly appeared on his father's head, and horror flashed in his eyes.

Then her eyes seemed like a long ten years in a moment, and she saw a few visions that made her face turn white.