The gallery staff smiled and said, "This is what Mr. Yang Guang himself meant, if you really like his works, you can check out the others." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang guessed that this painting must be very important to Yang Guang and has extraordinary significance.

She wanted to meet this Yang Guang a little, and she wanted to know the story of this painting and the origin of that wooden Guanyin.

She looked at all the paintings in the gallery, and suddenly she wanted to go to the place in the painting, to see that beautiful place.

Under the introduction of the gallery docent, Zhang Xiaoqiang learned that the place in the painting, called Mengman, is a place inhabited by ethnic minorities, where spring is like spring all year round, with mountains, rivers, flowers and grasses.

This place, as she had heard her husband say, was not far from the place where Fang Aobai went on a mission last time.

After visiting all the works, she plans to move to a new house in the spring, and she must buy a few to hang at home and enjoy them.

In the exhibition hall, where there are not many people, there will be only two or three people left.

She came to the painting again, called "Hope", and saw the girl in the painting, her hair hanging high, her hands folded, and her eyes smiling at a 45-degree angle to the water. Long tube skirt, barefoot, kneeling on the grass, with butterflies around.

The woman in the painting has long eyes that are gently raised upward, and her curved eyebrows grow into her sideburns. Her facial features are not the most beautiful, but such an artistic conception, such a charm, and it is placed in this place, known as the treasure of the town.

Many people see the treasure of the town hall, they only understand that the treasure of the town hall will definitely have room for appreciation, regardless of its meaning and what the author's own intentions are.

Perhaps, only Zhang Xiaoqiang noticed this wooden statue of Guanyin, and her curiosity drove her to understand the story.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over, and he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had been staring at the painting for so long, and he was a little strange.

This young woman seemed to really want to know about the painting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang also noticed this person, and she couldn't think about who this person was. It's just that she noticed the jade Guanyin that this person was wearing around his neck.

This Jade Guanyin is very similar to the one on Fang Aobai's neck, but the material is different.

If you didn't guess wrong, this person was Yang Guang himself.

Being able to meet him in person, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that Sansheng was fortunate.

Yang Guang really doesn't look like a person who is nearly fifty years old. He's more like someone in his forties.

The white, thin face is not very tall, and there is no trace of the aura and appearance of those who are engaged in art.

Black leather hunting suit, white shirt, and normal short hair.

He smiled. handed Zhang Xiaoqiang a business card.

Then he said, "Hello girl, do you like to draw?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang shook her head and said, "I don't know how to paint, but I just like the artistic conception of this painting." It's beautiful, I want to see this place. ”

Yang Guang's face sank, and he said, "This is where I have been, and I have lived there." Every qiē there is beautiful, but there is no going back. ”

When Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to ask why, she didn't say anything, she saw the sadness in Yang Guang's eyes.

even heard the bitterness and helplessness in the words.

Exactly this great painter. What kind of affection do you have for this place?

It has to do with feelings, yes, definitely.

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "I take the liberty of asking, why does she bring a wooden Guanyin? ”

Yang Guang subconsciously pressed the Jade Guanyin on his neck with his hand.

He took a few steps back and said, "You're the first person to ask this question." ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that this painting must have been exhibited in other places, and no one could see why this Guanyin was made of wood.

He said: "If you don't mention this matter, it's been 30 years, why do you still mention it?" ”

The expression on his face when he said this was still a pained expression.

He didn't want to stay here anymore, he was leaving, he was going to leave this gallery.

He didn't want to face his work. Every time he saw this painting, his heart hurt so much that he was dying.

A state that prevents you from breathing.

Looking at this Yang Guang's appearance, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly said, "I've seen this Mu Guanyin. ”

Yang Guang's eyes widened. With a terrible look, he said, "You are talking nonsense, where have you seen it?" You lied to me. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "I have just seen it, in my house, on my husband's neck. ”

Yang Guang's face turned hideous, and he almost shouted: "Go, you get out of here." ”

Seeing Yang Guang's madness. His assistant came over and helped him to the back.

The question in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart became even bigger.

What kind of connection does there have between this Yang Guang and this painting and that Guanyin?

Walking out of the gallery, he was about to leave in a car when Yang Guang's assistant chased him out.

He was apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am! Mr. Yang is not feeling well today, which makes you smile. I sincerely apologize to you on his behalf, and I hope you don't take it to heart. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "It's nothing, I didn't take it to heart." ”

After saying that, she left, did not go anywhere else, and went straight home.

She was still thinking on the way, why are these big names so weird, and they lose their tempers for no reason, and I don't owe him anything, this weird guy.

When I think about it, I get a little angry.

Hey, it affects the mood.

I forgot to bring the key, so I had to knock on the door.

The mother-in-law is at home, and she opens the door.

She asked, "Why did you come back so early today?" Hungry? There is still some lunch at noon, do you want to eat a little first? ”

Although Zhang Xiaoqiang's memory is not so clear about her mother's words, but here is her mother-in-law Wang Yaru, she fully feels that this mother-in-law is closer than her mother.

Mother-in-law's background is also a daughter, but she always treats the people around her with warmth. To himself, to Zhang Chen, and to Xiao Liu, he is like a relative, and he never cares about himself or outsiders.

She is gentle and careful, she really cares for her son, and she really wants to make up for the lack of maternal love for 30 years.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her mother-in-law gratefully, she hugged her mother-in-law in her arms and shouted: "Mom! ”

Wang Yaru patted her on the shoulder and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said: "There's nothing, I just want to hug you, a good mother." ”

Xiao Liu said: "You are really blessed to meet such a good mother-in-law." I'm dying of envy. ”

Seeing the adults talking, Xiao Jiayi and Xiao Jiaxin were in a hurry, and they were handing over the words one by one, they were babbling and gesturing. (To be continued.) )