The Japanese surrendered, and the eight-year war of resistance ended. The common people thought that the devastated country would usher in a new era of peace and reconstruction, but the corruption of the Nationalist government and the reality of the people's misery dashed their hopes.

Wang Yunqing's family had a painful experience during the Japanese occupation, and did not live a comfortable life after the country's recovery, and he was once framed as a traitor and imprisoned for a period of time. After being released from prison, Wang Yunqing seemed to ignore everything around him as if he had penetrated life, and stayed in the antique pile all day long, and only in the antique pile could he find the happiness of life. The Chinese painting, which he regarded as a treasure of his heart, had caused him a lot of trouble during the Japanese puppet period. Now that the painting of gains and losses, and the lost and lost paintings, has sung him a plan to lose and lose, how can Wang Yunqing not be upset?

The morning after Wang Yunqing found out that the famous painting had been stolen, Wang Hongju returned home from outside with a tired face. He felt that the atmosphere was wrong. The family was having breakfast, the parents were sitting at the dining table with a straight face, Wang Hongxing was listlessly deaf with his head, and the maid seemed very careful when he served the meal, and he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere.

When Wang Yunqing saw that his youngest son was going home, he said angrily: "The night owl can go back to the house." ”

"Dad, there have been a lot of things going on in our school in the past two days, I slept in the dormitory of my classmates last night, and I will tell you about our school when I have time."

"I think you're busy enough! What have you been up to lately? After breakfast, go to my study and talk about it. After Wang Yunqing finished speaking, he threw his chopsticks on the table, got up and left. I didn't even finish breakfast.

For a while, Wang Hongju was puzzled, "Mom, what's wrong with my dad?" Whoever provoked him was angry early in the morning. ”

Mrs. Wang whispered to Wang Hongju, "Hongju." One of your father's famous paintings has been lost, and he is in a hurry! ”

"What day did you lose it? What kind of painting is it? Wang Hongju hurriedly asked.

"What I found last night was Zheng Banqiao's painting, and someone dropped the bag with a fake painting."

Wang Hongju was surprised and said, "Mom, our old Wang family has never had such a thing!" ”

"yes, I think that's weird too." Mrs. Wang said.

"Who did it? Did you find out? Wang Hongju asked his mother anxiously.

The mother shook her head: "No, it would be nice to find out." ”

At this time, Wang Hongxing finished breakfast, and he came over to his younger brother and said, "Yesterday, the old man gave me a night trial of Pan Renmei, and he should interrogate you in a while." You have to be careful. ”

Wang Hongxing patted his younger brother on the shoulder again and said: "You know our father's temper, a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, you will recruit if you do it, so as not to be spanked by the board." ”

When Wang Hongju heard this, he was anxious: "Brother, what do you mean by this?" Don't put your on my head! ”

The mother glared at Wang Hongxing: "The matter has not been clarified yet." Don't talk nonsense! Then she pulled Hongju to her side and instructed: "Don't make noise when you see your father for a while, you will admit that you took it." It's not a big deal! If you hadn't done it. Just make it clear. ”

"Mom, I listen to you, I don't do anything bad and I'm not afraid of ghosts calling the door." Wang Hongju stopped eating breakfast, turned around and walked to the backyard study.

In the study, Wang Yunqing was sitting in front of the bookcase. Wang Hongju called "Dad" and walked in as soon as he lifted the door curtain. Old Man Wang pointed to the chair in front of the bookcase and said, "Hongju, you sit down and talk to me." ”

After Wang Hongju sat down, Wang Yunqing looked at his youngest son and sighed: "Alas, something strange happened in our family. Your mom must have told you. ”

"Dad, my mother said that one of our famous paintings can't be found, and the one at home is a fake."

"Yes! I only found it last night.,But I don't know when someone transferred the bag.。 Wang Yunqing said with a gloomy face.

"It's Zheng Banqiao's painting, right?"

"Hongju, let's see if the painting on the case is Zheng Banqiao's."

Wang Hongju walked to the Chinese painting on the case, he only took a few cursory glances, then frowned and said: "At first glance, this painting is very similar to the original painting, but from the aspects of paper, ink and seals, it is definitely a fake!" Look, the clay in this chapter is still fresh. Moreover, Master Itabashi is painting with a pen, and the pen is through the back of the paper, but the pen of this painting is jerky and soft, and there is no master's muscles! There is also the inscription, which is even worse, only the shape of the Banqiao body without its charm. In fact, the kung fu of calligraphy and painting lies in addition to calligraphy and painting, and the style and charm of the master's calligraphy and painting come from his feeling and understanding of life, which is imitated by ordinary people! As the saying goes, a cat draws a tiger, but this copying person draws a cat according to the tiger, haha, it's ridiculous! ”

Mr. Wang recognized his youngest son's vision and analysis. He concealed his inner anxiety and dissatisfaction, stared into his youngest son's eyes and asked in the most peaceful tone possible: "Hongju, to be honest, did you have the idea of this painting?" ”

Wang Hongju, who has a strong sense of self-esteem, looked at his father's suspicious gaze and felt very uncomfortable. His character is that if he makes a mistake, he can be beaten or scolded, but he just can't be wronged. Today, he knew that his father was uncomfortable, so he held back the dissatisfaction in his heart and said respectfully: "Dad, I never dare to move your things. ”

"Haven't moved, haven't moved! You all said you hadn't moved, could it be that the painting would fly on its own? Wang Yunqing was furious when he mentioned this painting.

"You ask me, how do I know? I didn't take it! If you want to blame it, blame yourself for not putting it away! Wang Hongju's voice became higher.

Wang Yunqing slapped the table, "Except for me, you are the only one in our family who knows a little about calligraphy and painting, and I estimate that only you can come up with this plan for dropping the bag." If not you, who could it be? You said! ”

Wang Hongju felt that his father's statement was very ridiculous, and he asked helplessly: "Dad, do you mean that I played a good show for you to change the prince with a tanuki cat?" ”

"I'll have to check who played this play! But I've heard people say that you always run outside these days, and sometimes you don't stay home at night. Is there something to hide from your family? Wang Yunqing's tone softened slightly.

Wang Hongju explained: "Dad, these days, we use our spare time to rehearse dramas, and sometimes we finish rehearsing very late, and it is inconvenient to sleep in the dormitory of our classmates when we go home. I don't have to hide this from you! ”

Wang Yunqing asked urgently: "You told me last time that your school's drama club is going to perform a live newspaper drama on the street, and you need me to give you some activity funds, right?" ”

"yes. It's just to buy some clothes or something, but it's not much money, you didn't promise me, and I didn't mention it again. ”

"Hongju, my father is telling you today, I am not stingy with money, I don't approve of you young students engaging in street politics, this is too dangerous! These days, the police and spies have arrested quite a few people. The ancients said: Xiucai rebelled for ten years! Traveling and making trouble will not make the climate, not only will you not do good results, but you will harm yourself and delay your own youth!"

Wang Hongju pouted. "Dad, I don't agree with you."

Wang Yunqing suddenly felt that he was far away, and changed the topic back: "Hongju, is it that I didn't give you money, so you will." What the hell," he paused. His eyes were fixed on his youngest son. I want to find some clues on my youngest son's face. He saw that his son's face changed a little, and then said tentatively: "I know your character, maybe you have to do it, but I don't blame you!" As long as you explain the reason and get it back, you'll be fine. ”

After hearing this, Wang Hongju felt that his personality had been greatly insulted, and his face was hot. He stood up like an electric shock, and said with great dissatisfaction, "Dad." You're a confession! Do you know why you still doubt me about my character? I'm an upright person, even if I don't have money, I won't do this stealing thing! After Wang Hongju finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the study without looking back.

Wang Yunqing shouted: "Hongju, you stop for me!" ”

Wang Hong raised his head and left without looking back. Wang Yunqingqi's face turned pale, and his hands trembled. He said to himself, "Alas. This kid has made me spoiled and spoiled since I was a child. ”

Wang Hongju went back to his house and sulked, and after a while, Mrs. Wang walked in. She knew that the father and son had quarreled, so she sat beside her son and gently enlightened: "Hongju, you also know, that Zheng Banqiao's painting is like your father's lifeblood, and your father must be in a hurry to get angry when this painting is lost, and he said something you don't like to hear as soon as he was in a hurry, you have to take care of it more if you are a junior." Besides, your dad just asked you, and he didn't say that it must have been you! Not only did he ask you, but I was even interrogated yesterday! You're an adult, but sometimes you're like an ignorant child! ”

"Mom, I can't hear what my dad meant? I'm his biggest suspicion! Wang Hongju felt very aggrieved.

Mrs. Wang took her son's hand, "If you dare to talk back to your father, I don't care if you are right or right, it's your fault to talk back to your elders!" Go, don't you go with your dad! ”

"I'm not going! My dad is deflated, when have I ever done something like stealing chickens and touching dogs! Wang Hongju pursed his lips aggrievedly.

"Mom knows you're a good boy! In fact, your dad is also a reasonable person, he is in a hurry! No matter what your dad says about you, you have to understand his feelings. He loves you the most on weekdays, and you're a tutored child, so you have to give him a step down, right? Mrs. Wang patiently persuaded.

Wang Hongju is a reasonable child, and when he heard his mother say this, his anger disappeared. Wang Hongju took out a bag of things from his schoolbag and said, "Mom, this is the West Lake Longjing brought by my college classmates from my hometown, and it is a good product." I originally wanted to give it to my dad myself, but as soon as I got home, my father and I had a very unpleasant quarrel. He put the tea in his mother's hand and said, "You should send it to my father, even if I make a compensatory to his old man!" ”

"Okay, it's still our family Hongju sensible! I'll wait for your dad to get rid of his anger and then take it, if he is angry, this tea will suffer! The mother patted her youngest son on the head, and both laughed.

Who stole my father's famous painting? Wang Hongju was very unbearable when he saw his father's anxious appearance just now, and he fell into hard thought after his mother left. He always couldn't understand what he thought about, and all his guesses were overturned by himself, he wanted to solve his father's worries but there was no way, and he also felt that his attitude towards his father just now was not good enough, so he walked out of the door and came to the backyard, he gently knocked on his father's study door, and Wang Yunqing inside said: "Come in." ”

Wang Hongju walked into the house and saw that his father was still sulking, so he called affectionately, and his father sat down next to him. Wang Yunqing looked at his youngest son and said, "I know you will still come." ”

Wang Hongju said: "Dad, I'm here to apologize to you, just now I had a bad attitude towards you, and my son was wrong." ”

Wang Yunqing's anger in his stomach disappeared when he heard his son say this, and he said very sincerely: "I was too careful just now, which hurt your self-esteem!" ”

"Dad, I understand your feelings, something happened at home, everyone is suspicious, you should ask me, why can't I ask? It's me who is bad. ”

At this time, the gloomy expression on Wang Yunqing's face disappeared, and he patted his youngest son on the shoulder and said, "Hongju, you are really a reasonable and good child, and the father did not mistake you!" It's not a big deal if you can't get this painting back! You are the hope of my heart! Wang Hongju smiled shyly when he saw his father praising him.

"Dad, that's what I said, but this loss of painting still has to be investigated to the end, and this kind of shameful thing can't happen again in our poetry and book etiquette house!"

"yes."

While the two were talking, Mrs. Wang came to the study with tea leaves, and she was naturally very happy to see the father and son talking calmly, so she raised the tea in her hand and said to Wang Yunqing: "Master, this West Lake Longjing is specially honored by Hongju." Wang Yunqing took the tea and smelled it, he felt that the taste was very good, he looked at the color of the tea again, and knew that it was produced in Meishanwu, so he made a pot and tasted it, he just drank two or three sips and couldn't help but praise it. Mrs. Wang's mother and son saw that Mr. Wang was in a good mood, and their hearts were steady.

The theft of the famous painting of the Wang family has been put on hold for the time being, so who stole this painting? What did the person who stole the painting want to do? This has to be investigated slowly, and this matter has become an unsolved case for the time being. (To be continued......)