When Lin Ran pushed the car door and saw the gallery in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise, this is a very beautiful shop, this is an old-style small western-style building on the side of the road, the store is very beautiful, there is a row of flower pots on the window on the second floor, there are purple and pink flowers blooming in it, long rattan winds down, climbs along the signboard to the street lamp next to it, through the glass by the window, you can see that there are a few tables and a few rattan chairs in the window, the light blue tablecloth looks clean and refreshing, and there are elegant candles on it.

If he didn't know who the real boss here was, Lin Ran might come here often in the future, so he should relax.

She pushed open the door and walked into the gallery, looking at the paintings hanging on the wall with great interest, the unique taste of those paintings was very similar to the current Lin Jinghe's body, so that Lin Ran couldn't help but feel very familiar.

"Sorry, I'm drawing on it," there was a slightly faster footstep at the stairs, "do you like anything?" ”

Lin Ran turned his head and looked at the man standing barefoot on the stairs.

The man was wearing a simple and loose gray cotton T-shirt and dark jeans, his eyebrows were relaxed, and a pair of black eyes had a warm light in him, he scratched his somewhat long hair, and said apologetically: "I accidentally drew a ......"

Lin Ran showed a bright smile: "No, I came in without saying hello, I am the one who should say sorry." ”

"I'm the store manager here, He Qiushan." The man walked the last few stairs and stood beside her, "Is there anything you need me to introduce?" ”

"Mu Shuang." Lin Ran still used the fake name that he pulled out when he faced He An, since he was still clean during this time, it also means that He An didn't realize that he was actually deceived in the bar at the beginning, "I just saw that this store was very special, so I came in and had a look." ”

He Qiushan didn't show any special expression when he heard Lin Ran report his name, he still smiled so gently, which also affirmed what Lin Ran thought in his heart, He An didn't tell the story of that day: "It's okay, anyway, it's just because the boss has taken a fancy to my professional counterpart, can help receive customers, and by the way, also help add some goods to the store." ”

Just as Lin Ran continued to look at the paintings, a painting in the corner caught her attention: "This ...... Mary Magdalene? ”

He Qiushan was obviously a little surprised when he heard her name say it, but he quickly changed his smile again, and he also looked at the painting, with an exclamation in his voice: "You will know this?" This is the work of my boss, and many people wonder why the boss painted such a picture, and why it still hangs in the store and refuses to sell it. ”

The painting of a woman using her soft black hair to dry a man's feet is not a very outstanding painting at first glance, but the look on the woman's face is the key to making Lin Ran recognize this painting, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, with an imperceptible smile.

It is very similar to the expression on the face of the Virgin Mary in Michelangelo's sculpture.

"Of course," Lin Ran whispered, "Mary Magdalene followed the Lord from Galilee, to Jerusalem, to his cross, to the tomb where Jesus' body was laid. She had been a prostitute and a woman possessed by seven demons, and the Lord had healed her, so she continued to follow the Lord with gratitude. ”

Although Lin Ran has been a pure atheist and materialist since she was a child, this does not mean that she is ignorant of these things.

"Yes......" There was endless emotion in He Qiushan's tone, but these were also mentioned in a relaxed and pleasant tone, "You are the first person to recognize this painting, if I say I want to invite you to a cup of tea by the window, you won't mind, right?" ”

"Of course not," Lin Ran also smiled again, "Why would I mind?" ”

He Qiushan smiled, then turned around to make tea, and Lin Ran's smile standing behind him gradually turned cold, and finally condensed into an arc like an icy scimitar.

Mary Magdalene......

I'm afraid that the reason why He An painted this painting and hung it in such a conspicuous place in the store is that the things behind it are not so simple.

The tea that He Qiushan brought out was the flower and fruit tea soaked in the delicate glass teapot, and a small candle was burning in the base under the teapot to maintain the temperature, and Lin Ran, who had already sat down, raised her eyebrows in some surprise: "This ......"

"I listen to your accent, I shouldn't have been in Yancheng for a long time, and it sounds like it's from Jiangnan." He Qiushan also sat down opposite her, picked up the teapot and poured the crimson liquid into the equally delicate glass teacup, and the unique fragrance of flower and fruit tea slowly emanated, "I'm afraid that you are not used to the weather here, nor are you used to the tea that is often drunk here, so you make this, you don't have any special requirements for this, right?" ”

"No, I love this." Lin Ran took the small teacup, held it in his hand and took a sip slowly, "I don't think I can adapt to the climate of Yancheng in a short time." ”

He Qiushan also picked up his cup of tea: "What do you think of Yancheng?" ”

"Actually, I haven't looked at the city carefully," Lin Ran came out with a slightly embarrassed smile, "You know, work problems. ”

"That's really a pity," He Qiushan showed a regretful expression, "Yancheng is a good city. ”

"Actually, I can see that, it's pretty good here, I'm serious." Lin Ran took another sip of the flower and fruit tea in her cup.

"It's a place where people can calm down and do what they really want to do," He Qiushan said, "and I don't think I would have been able to open this gallery if I hadn't been here." ”

"I'm envious of this," Lin Ran put down the cup and looked at the room again, "I mean, I can do what I like." ”

After arguing with He Qiu Shandong Laxi for a long time, Lin Ran did not inquire about any information related to He An, and she did not come here to startle the snake, but simply recognized the address of the gallery where He An was her main business.

Who knows if this will be He An's home base?

After meeting He Qiushan that afternoon, to Uncle Cheng's surprise, Lin Ran was unexpectedly idle, and she even asked Uncle Cheng to get her another set of oil painting tools back, intending to pick up her own painting skills again.

She even cut the wood of the oil painting frame by herself and nailed it in the room, Uncle Cheng watched Lin Ran play a trick smoothly with the hammer in her hand, and always felt that she was going to carry the hammer out to find someone to fight in the next second.

"You probably think I'm going to go out and fight in the next second?" Lin Ran looked at the picture frame he had nailed out with his own hands, and talked to Uncle Cheng without looking back, "Don't worry, I'm so idle for a while, I always have to find something to do for myself." ”

"You...... Why did you remember to paint again? Uncle Cheng's two eyebrows were almost screwed together, "Besides, with your efficiency, I don't even know when you will start writing." ”

Hearing this, Lin Ran's hand slipped, and she almost smashed the hammer in her hand on her feet, she carefully put these dangerous things next to her, and then turned her head to look at Uncle Cheng with a bitter face: "I said Uncle Cheng, can you have a little confidence in me?" ”

The man looked at her room full of painting tools, and his voice was as serious as ever: "I don't think I dare to make this conclusion for the time being until I see your draft." ”

“…… Never mind. Lin Ran felt that if she continued to dwell on this topic, she really didn't have to do anything, she turned her head and typed a draft on a blank piece of paper, "Uncle Cheng, have you seen my father?" ”

"Of course, I was in charge of security when your father got married," Uncle Cheng wondered why Lin Ran suddenly asked this question, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?" ”

"I thought the reason you were proud was because of what you had witnessed," Lin Ran drew intently on the paper, "then...... Do you think I look like my father? ”

"Although your father is a native of Yancheng," Uncle Cheng looked at the side face of the eldest lady who was painting, "but apart from the feelings, you are really similar to your father, ah, except for your eyebrows." ”

"Is it......" Lin Ran couldn't help but stop writing, looking down at the lines of his pen and not knowing what he was thinking, "Then you say, what kind of person will my grandfather be?" ”

Because he hadn't touched a pen for a long time, Lin Ran felt that he couldn't draw well, so he simply threw away the pen, poured himself a cup of coffee from the coffee pot and held it in his hand, standing against the drawing table, thinking about what he had been thinking about for a long time.

Although she can be regarded as precocious wisdom now, her impression of her grandfather is not very clear, but this does not prevent her from being curious about her grandfather, after all, this old man, let alone Zhou Huai'an, even if Old Man Lin mentions it, he will say that it is really a character.

The old man of the Zhou family can be regarded as a unique character in Yancheng back then, and there is only one son and one daughter under his knees, but it is a pity that his mental strength was too much when he was young, and after he died, Zhou Huai'an grew up so quickly, and finally developed into what he is now.

The most strange thing for Lin Ran is that a person like Old Man Zhou was a decent person back then, how could his mother be so different from Zhou Huai'an......

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but bow her head and smile bitterly, what's the use of struggling with this now, doesn't she understand the truth of orange Sheng Huainan for orange enough......