The treasures that Wang Hongzu stole from his uncle Wang Yunqing's house, except for the celebrity calligraphy and painting, everything else is there.

Zheng Meiqin looked at Wang Hongzu with a puzzled face and asked, "Hongzu, have you moved this burden?" ”

"Mom, what about Zheng Banqiao's painting? Why is it gone? Wang Hongzu narrowed his eyes and asked his mother.

"I ask you, why do you ask me!" Zheng Meiqin was unhappy.

Wang Hong said anxiously: "Mom, think about it, did you put it somewhere else?" ”

Zheng Meiqin thought about it and said affirmatively: "I stuffed this package at the bottom of the wardrobe, and I haven't touched it since!" ”

"Mom, neither of us has touched these things, that's my dad or Shuhui!"

"It won't be Shuhui, Shuhui doesn't know that we have these things at home! Maybe there's a thief in our house? Zheng Meiqin blinked her eyes and analyzed.

Wang Hongzu thought to himself that if there was a thief in the house, the thief would steal all the valuable things, not just the painting! It must be a family member who took away the painting, thinking of this, Wang Hongzu couldn't help but get angry, "Hmph! My dad must have taken the painting! ”

Zheng Meiqin gritted her teeth and said, "Yes! It must have been that old thing who took the painting! Zhilu said that this painting is you, me and him, you and I didn't take it, who else could the person who took the painting be him? I'll settle accounts with him when he comes back! ”

Just when the mother and son were angry, Wang Yunlong hummed a little song and returned home leisurely, as soon as he entered the house, he found that the atmosphere was not right, Zheng Meiqin and his son were glaring at him with an angry look. Wang Yunlong frowned and asked, "You guys are taking the wrong medicine, right?" Seeing me is like seeing an enemy! ”

Zheng Meiqin first challenged Wang Yunlong, "Let me ask you, old thing, where did that painting go?" ”

"Where did the painting go, and the painting could still run on its own long legs? I don't understand what you're saying! Wang Yunlong said this, but he already understood what was going on in his heart.

Wang Hongzu also lost his temper, "Dad, don't pretend to be confused!" My mom asked about the Chinese painting of Zheng Banqiao. Did you steal it? Say it! ”

"Drink! You, little rabbit cub, have only been the director of the factory revolutionary committee for a few days, and you dare to talk to your father like this? It's against you! Wang Yunlong blushed and shouted thickly.

Wang Hongzu did not show weakness, he called his father by his name and said: "Wang Yunlong, today, you must hand over that painting to me!" ”

"Oops! What are you shouting? Are you afraid that others won't hear? Sit down and talk about it. Zheng Meiqin, father and son, want to turn their faces and make mud again.

Zheng Meiqin pulled Wang Yunlong and his son to the table and sat down. I made another pot of tea and put it on the table. She glanced at Wang Hongzu. Wang Hongzu understood his mother's intentions, and he picked up the teapot with a smile on his face and poured tea for Wang Yunlong.

"Dad, I just had a bad attitude and made you angry. But I do have a reason to be angry. That day I took my uncle's painting home. You've seen it, too. My mom and I haven't touched these days. Why is it gone? You say that's what happened. ”

Wang Yunlong quibbled: "You suspect me without moving? Why do I have to take that painting? Maybe Shuhui's girl took it away! ”

Wang Hongzu said categorically: "Impossible! Shuhui is not rare to see those things! ”

Wang Yunlong tried his best to clear himself, he made up a reason and said: "Shuhui, she shouts all day long to break the old and establish the new, those things are garbage in her eyes!" Maybe she tore or burned the picture as scrap paper. ”

Wang Hongzu was angry with his father who pretended to be stupid. He said with a blushing face: "Dad, let me ask you, if my sister is broken, why did she ruin the painting without moving anything else?" ”

Wang Yunlong took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Don't ask me, anyway, I don't know who took the painting from Lu Dao." ”

Zheng Meiqin said on the side: "Old man, if you don't take that painting, it will fly away by itself?" Do you think others are stupid when you pretend to be stupid? Hand over the painting. ”

Wang Yunlong just drank tea and didn't speak.

Wang Hongzu glared at Wang Yunlong viciously and said, "Dad, your dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, is it?" If you don't speak, you're acquiescing! ”

Wang Yunlong still didn't speak, but he knew that he couldn't deceive the mother and son.

Wang Hongzu saw that his father would come to the soft ones if he didn't eat the hard ones, and he said with a sad face: "Dad, when I recently went to the city for a meeting, I got acquainted with a big leader, this big leader is in a high position, he has always supported the revolutionary actions of our rebels, and he has a very good impression of me, he once praised me to others, saying that I have a very promising future. This big leader has a hobby of collecting calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, and I plan to give him our famous paintings. Dad, that painting is a piece of waste paper in your hand, you might as well give it to me! I want to use that painting as a stepping stone to soaring, and when I soar in the future, you two will follow me to enjoy happiness! After Wang Hongzu finished speaking, he laughed dryly twice.

"It's not that antique calligraphy and paintings are all things that belong to the feudal capital repair, and they can make people lose their minds! How can you like that great revolutionary leader? ”

Wang Yunlong's words were very sharp, Wang Hongzu didn't know how to answer, so he said impatiently: "Dad, people like calligraphy and painting have their own reasons, can you manage it as a small person?" Hurry up and show me the painting! ”

After Wang Hongzu said this, Wang Yunlong felt that there was no need to hide it anymore, but he still kept an eye on it, and he admitted to Zheng Meiqin's mother and son that he took the painting, and he said that the painting was a priceless treasure, and he wanted to keep it for himself, and no one could give it away! No matter how Wang Hongzu and Zheng Meiqin persuaded him, he just wouldn't hand over the painting.

In desperation, Wang Hongzu made a killer move. He raised his eyebrows and slapped the case, pointed at Wang Yunlong's head with his hand, and said viciously: "Wang Yunlong, you don't have a shame on your face!" During the Anti-Japanese War, you worked as a pseudo-policeman for the Japanese devils, and you did a lot of bad things to harm the Chinese at that time! You think that others don't know the truth, so you hide that reactionary history. I warn you, if you don't hand over the painting to me today. I'll expose you! Then you will become a cow ghost and a snake god, and you will be dragged out into the street to criticize! ”

Wang Yunlong was already timid, he had seen the tragic situation of his eldest brother's family when they were criticized, and Wang Hongzu's words really frightened him. But he still stubbornly said: "I'm a cow, a ghost, a snake, and a god, what's good with you?" You're not afraid of eating melons? ”

"You old thing, don't scare us, we expose you as a revolutionary act of righteous annihilation!" Zheng Meiqin also learned fashionable political language, and after she finished speaking, she slammed the teacup in her hand in front of Wang Yunlong, startling Wang Yunlong.

Wang Hongzu continued to threaten: "Dad, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will cut off the father-son relationship with you!" ”

Zheng Meiqin also cheered for her son and said: "Old thing, if you don't hand over that painting today, I will go to the Street Revolutionary Committee to expose your historical problems." I'm going to divorce you! ”

Wang Yunlong, who was nervous, finally couldn't withstand the intimidation of Zheng Meiqin's mother and son. He had to confess truthfully. He said to Wang Hongzu: "Hongzu, I think that painting is the lifeblood of your uncle, although we have conflicts with your uncle's family, but your uncle has also given our family a lot of help." We can't be too ruthless with your uncle. So I wanted to give it back to him. ”

Wang Hongzu asked anxiously, "Dad." Will you give me back the painting? ”

"No, I'm embarrassed to return it to your uncle in person, and second, it's the unlucky time for your uncle's family. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this painting even if I return it to him, so I'll ask Lao Zhao to keep it for the time being, and then transfer it to your uncle when he is born in peace in the future. ”

"In this way, this painting is in Lao Zhao's hands. Is it? Wang Hongzu asked again.

Wang Yunlong whispered, "It should still be in his hands." ”

"Dad, this Lao Zhao is a retired capitalist in our factory, I think he is your old friend, and he has taken care of our family. So my brothers tried to drag Lao Zhao back to the factory several times to criticize, but I blocked them. Dad, you immediately asked him to paint, and you told him bluntly, if he didn't hand over the painting, I would be unkind to him! ”

Wang Yunlong nodded helplessly and said, "Okay." ”

At this time, Lao Zhao's home had been raided by Shuhui with the Red Guards, but long before the Red Guards raided the house, he hid Wang Yunqing's famous painting in a very safe place.

On this day, he had just had dinner with his youngest daughter Guixiang, and Wang Yunlong came to visit the door.

Lao Zhao saw that Wang Yunlong was coming, so he was busy making tea and introduced his second daughter Guixiang to Lao Zhao. Wang Yunlong really praised the beautiful Guixiang when he saw it, and he felt that the slender Guixiang was more beautiful than his sister Guifang.

Wang Yunlong came this time to get back to the painting, but because of Guixiang beside him, he felt that it was inconvenient to speak, so he proposed to Lao Zhao to go out for a walk together, and Lao Zhao readily agreed.

Lao Zhao's home is on the north shore of Shichahai, and it is on the edge of the lake.

When it gets dark, the street lamps by the lake are very faint, but the moon hanging in the sky is very round and bright. Perhaps because of the hot weather, even though the evening breeze blowing slowly from the lake dissipated some of the heat, the willow trees on the lakeshore still screamed tirelessly in the dark night.

Lao Zhao and Wang Yunlong, the two old brothers, walked slowly along the path by the lake and chatted, walking Wang Yunlong crouched on the railing by the lake and did not leave, he looked at the lake with a heavy heart and pondered for a moment before saying: "Lao Zhao, I came to you today to talk about something." ”

"I can see it, you are embarrassed to say that there was cinnamon on the side just now, right? Say it now. ”

Wang Yunlong shook his head first and sighed again and said, "Hi! Even if Guixiang is not around, I can't say this! ”

Lao Zhao said very happily: "You are too grinding, what else is there to say about our old brothers, you say, I'll listen!" ”

"Lao Zhao, have you put away the painting I gave you last time?"

"I took it, but when your daughter brought someone to copy my house, they didn't copy the painting. Put your heart in your stomach, I'll return this painting to your eldest brother sooner or later! ”

Wang Yunlong shook his head and said, "I don't have to return the painting to him, I'm going to take it away today." ”

"For what? You made it clear to me! Lao Zhao felt inexplicable.

Wang Yunlong was reluctant to reveal those things at home to Lao Zhao, so he didn't know how to explain to Lao Zhao, he just urged Lao Zhao to take out the painting quickly. But if Wang Yunlong didn't explain the matter of painting, Lao Zhao naturally wouldn't hand it over, and the two quarreled while talking.

At this time, Wang Yunlong felt that he was sandwiched between two splints, one splint was Zheng Meiqin's mother and son, and the other splint was Lao Zhao. He saw that Lao Zhao was stubborn and refused to hand over the painting to himself, and he choked up when he spoke in a hurry and with grievances.

"Lao Zhao, I had no choice but to ask you for that painting! Please, give me the painting quickly! ”

"Wang Yunlong, that painting was handed over to me by you for safekeeping, and you also know that it is your eldest brother's most beloved thing, and now you want to take it away again, and you don't say why you took it, are you worthy of your eldest brother for doing this?"

"Lao Zhao, to tell you the truth, if I don't take that painting today, I won't be able to go home!" Wang Yunlong was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

"That's your home, who wouldn't let you go back? How can you live such a life! Lao Zhao saw that Wang Yunlong had something unspeakable, so he changed his tone and said: "Wang Yunlong, if you treat me as a friend, just tell me what is in your heart, and I may give you that painting!" ”

Lao Zhao's words gave Wang Yunlong a glimmer of hope, Wang Yunlong couldn't resist Lao Zhao, like an angry child who told the truth of this matter from beginning to end, Lao Zhao was very sad for Wang Yunlong after hearing it.

"Yunlong, whoever has a wife and son like you is unlucky, and you are usually too cowardly!"

"Then you can raise your noble hand and take me!" Wang Yunlong begged.

Lao Zhao didn't speak, he lowered his head and thought about it and said, "Yunlong, do you think this is good." Why don't you go home today and tell them I'll get it back to you in two days? ”

Wang Yunlong asked anxiously: "Why don't you give it to me today?" How do I explain it to them when I get home? ”

"Oh, you just said I hid that painting at a friend's house in the countryside, and I won't be able to get it back for a while."

"I have the idea of having the best of both worlds, I will find an old friend who is good at copying Chinese paintings tomorrow, and I will ask him to draw a fake according to the real work, and then you will use the fake to fool Wang Hongzu. In this way, my in-laws' paintings are saved, and you can also make a difference! But only the two of us know about this, and we can't tell anyone else! ”

"You're a good idea, but what if my wife and son see that the painting is fake?"

After hearing this, Lao Zhao laughed, "It's funny! Your wife and son are stubborn people with no ink, and if they could tell the truth of a painting, the sun would have to rise in the west! ”

"Lao Zhao, no wonder people say you're an old fox! You've got a lot of ideas. Well, I listen to you! But I can't afford to put it off, so I'll give you two days, okay? At this time, the dark cloud in Wang Yunlong's heart had disappeared.

Lao Zhao said vividly: "Okay, you come to me to pick up the painting at this time the day after tomorrow!" ”

Two days later, Wang Yunlong took away the fake painting made by Lao Zhao Tuoren as promised. (To be continued......)