Although Erhu's brain is slow to react and seems a little stupid to outsiders, his mind is pure and transparent, and everything in the world has different states in his mind.

His paintings are vivid and vivid, except for the immature brushwork, the rest are not worse than those famous people.

In this way, Ah Xiang personally took a towel out and bought some rice paper for Erhu Cai, and explained to him the key points of painting.

Familiar with Erhu's paintings, the feeling of painting on paper is completely different from painting on the ground, and it can actually make people feel the artistic conception.

Ah Xiang was so happy to see this painting that she quickly packed it up and went to the calligraphy and painting club to find someone to evaluate it.

Later, Ah Qiao got a penny from the Painting and Calligraphy Society to sell her paintings, and she was very happy because she found that she had found a way to make money.

As everyone knows, the painting she sold was seen by another person.

This person is the only son of the owner of the calligraphy and painting club, named Wu Yong, is a child who has been tried and tested repeatedly, and has a vassal and elegant preference on weekdays, and lingers in various poetry societies and painting societies every day, but the level is really limited, so it is often cited as a laughing stock.

After seeing the painting of the second tiger, Wu Yong was immediately shocked, and savored it, the writing of this painting is immature, and it is obvious that the painter's hand is not stable, which shows that this painting should be made by a talented beginner.

Thinking of the woman who had just sold her paintings, although she was slim, she was only wearing a linen dress and no hairpins, and she was obviously a peasant girl.

Thinking of this, Wu Yong called the little servant to come in and asked him to follow Ah Xiang to see where her family lived, and then he gently tapped the table a few times with the folding fan in his hand, looking at the paintings on the table, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: The opportunity to become famous that he had been waiting for a long time was finally coming.

The little girl followed Ah Xiang back to Erhu's broken thatched hut, observed them carefully for a while, and then went back to Wu Yong's reply, emphasizing Ah Xiang's perfect right face and the left side of his face covered with scars, and the scar on the left side of his face looked like a "cheap" word.

Wu Yong wrinkled his brows and thought about it after listening to the words of the little guy, he seemed to have heard of this woman that the little guy said, he had to think about it!

Time passed slowly for another month, and during this month, Ah Xiang accompanied the two tigers every day to collect the wind in the mountains. When Erhu was painting, Ah Xiang went to dig some wild vegetables nearby, she dug wild vegetables every day before she was thirteen years old, but she didn't miss it, so that day by day, their life was comfortable, and the two of them also saved a lot of paintings.

But they didn't expect that as soon as they came down the mountain this day, they were surrounded by people, and the woman who took the lead in surrounding them was a woman, and this woman was obviously the old bustard who abandoned Ah Xiang at the beginning.

After the old bustard saw Ah Xiang, he squinted, stepped forward and walked two steps quickly, pulled down Ah Xiang's face covering and threw it on the ground, stomped on his feet, and sneered and said, "Xiangjun, you let me find it!" Why don't you even know your mother anymore? ”

At this time, the onlookers in the village only knew Ah Xiang's identity, they only thought that Erhu and his father had the problem of picking up their daughter-in-law at home, but they didn't think that Ah Xiang, who had been masked, turned out to be the girl in the Qin Tower.

At this time, seeing that her face under the face towel was so hideous, she immediately turned her head away in disgust, as if looking at her more would ruin her reputation.

The old bustard had come over to find a reason to take them away after receiving the silver ticket used by Wu.

At this time, seeing the two of them in a daze, and the villagers ignored the two, the old bustard was overjoyed, glanced at the turtle father, and directly dragged Ah Xiang and Erhu to the head of the village.

At this time, Ah Xiang reacted that her deed of sale should have been burned in the fire, and she was about to speak, but she was quickly gagged by the old bustard.

The second tiger next to him saw that Ah Xiang was taken away, and he also stupidly followed out, and the villagers thought that it was really the second tiger who took away the girl in the building, so no one stepped forward to stop it, so the old bustard and his party actually walked to the small bridge by the river at the entrance of the village.

Who would have thought that Ah Xiang saw that she was going to leave the village, and knew in her heart that this walk must be more auspicious, so she bit the hand of the person who covered her mouth, and the person gave Ah Xiang a slap in the face, and Ah Xiang stepped on the air and fell into the river.

The river is deep, and Ah Xiang fell into it and lost her top.

The old bustard found that Ah Xiang had not come out of the water for a long time, and saw that the villagers behind him also quickly surrounded him, knowing that something was wrong.

Thinking of the fact that in her hands, there was no deed of sale for Ah Xiang, if it was really a death, she would not be able to tell even if she had a hundred mouths, so she quickly gathered everyone to leave the two tigers and left quickly.

It was not the rainy season, and the river did not flow fast, so Ah Xiang soaked in the river all night until the next morning before floating up the downstream of the river.

And Erhu also became more and more sluggish because of Ah Xiang's death, standing stupidly on the top of the mountain every day waiting for his family and Ah Xiang to come home.

Since then, the people in the village have a headache for the two tigers, because every time they go up the mountain, they will be frightened by the sloppy two tigers like a wild man, and the villagers will complain after a long time.

But one day, they found that the second tiger was gone, but because the second tiger was not treated by everyone, the matter was only spread for a few days, and no one cared about the life or death of the second tiger anymore.

A year after the disappearance of Erhu, Wu Yong actually made a name for himself in painting, and then became a great painter with a picture of splendid mountains and rivers.

Wu Yong painted countless paintings in his life, and each painting is vivid, and the artistic conception is clear and lofty, so that everyone can not reach it.

Once a painting hits the market, it is immediately sold for a sky-high price, without exception.

It's just that God is jealous of talent, and Master Wu Yong died of illness when he was forty-three years old, which made his paintings even more precious.

But what no one noticed was that after Master Wu Yong's funeral, a mute beggar without hands appeared on the corner of the city.

The beggar was so mad that he could not speak, and when he saw the man in his robe, he fled in such a way that the people were so annoyed that they could not avoid him, let alone give him food.

So it didn't take long for the beggar to freeze to death in the street.

The plot ended here, Jin Qing frowned and thought for a long time, and asked 707: "Why didn't the family surnamed Wu kill Erhu directly, but chopped off his hands and poured dumb medicine to drive him out?" "It's not logical.

707: "How can it understand perverted thoughts, if it does, then it is not far from perverted."

Jin Qing didn't ask 707, because she found that there were only two task requirements in the standard column of this task, the first was to let the second tiger go smoothly until his old age.

The second request was very simple, just two words: "Hee-hee!" ”

Jin Qing: "What's wrong with this.