Zhang Lanshan glanced at her with a smile and said, "The dignified people's police still dare to speak like this, I brought you here to pity you." Seeing that you have been a driver for me for so long, of course my compassion is limited, you can at most have a drink here, rest for a while, and forget it if you want to stay here for one night. Of course, if you don't mind, you can stay outside the door and show me. The captain of the criminal investigation brigade showed me the door, and I was relieved that I didn't even need to lock the door. ”

"Hey, a woman's heart is a needle. I worked hard, I didn't expect you to do this to me. Jiang Chonglang said, his eyes swept to a photo on the table, which was a group photo of Zhang Lanshan's family of three, and Jiang Chonglang picked it up.

"Is this you and your father and your mother, this is taken that year. You see how tender you were back then, why do you look so old now, you must have seen too much at the corpse. Be careful of being sucked by the corpse, and you will become an old woman in a few years. When the time comes, we will call you Aunt Zhang, or Grandma Zhang. "Jiang Chonglang, who is not in the state of solving the case, is becoming more and more out of the right way.

"It seems that you have less contact with corpses, and besides, you men have much more yang energy than we women. If you want to suck, you will be sucked first. I'm afraid that by then, you will also become Uncle Jiang, Grandpa Jiang. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Jiang Chonglang asked, "Where do the two old men live now, are they in Yangcheng?" ”

At this time, Zhang Lanshan's expression gradually became a little sad, took the group photo, looked at it carefully, and said, "My father died in an operation to arrest criminals. My mom is now in another city and lives with my aunt. This photo was the last photo of our family of three, and less than two months after the photo, my dad passed away. It's been 6 years now. ”

6 years, counting Yue Leilei's departure for 6 years. Jiang Chonglang didn't expect that he accidentally touched Zhang Lanshan's sadness, and he also dispatched his own sadness.

After drinking a drink, Jiang Chonglang got up and said goodbye. The sad past can only be left to time to heal, for Jiang Chonglang and Zhang Lanshan, it is the same.

After another half a month, Zhang Lanshan accompanied Meng Yao to the hospital for a re-examination, there was no major problem, everything was normal. It seems that this foreign heart is very suitable for Meng Yao, the new master. It's just that Meng Yao often has the same nightmare, that is, falling into the water and drowning, because the owner of the heart also accidentally drowned.

Meng Yao's personality is really much gentler than before, she is no longer the smug female man she used to be, and she also likes painting. Now the big guys have accepted this kind of Meng Yao, and for her current way of speaking in a large amount of prose recitation at every turn, there is no embarrassment at the beginning, everyone thinks that it is quite interesting for her to talk like this and listen to it a lot.

There is just one thing that makes Zhang Lanshan feel a little sentimental: this change in Meng Yao must have been brought about by the owner of the heart. Meng Yao has seen her photos, and at first glance she is a woman with a blue heart, ice and snow, but unfortunately she died young, and her face was thin.

After coming out of the hospital, Zhang Lanshan and Meng Yao came to a restaurant for dinner. The restaurant only opened two months ago, so it was the first time for two people.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhang Lanshan found that Meng Yao had been staring at an oil painting on the wall of the store.

Zhang Lanshan glanced at the oil painting, which depicted a girl in a white dress, picking up fallen leaves in the autumn woods. Meng Yao stared at this oil painting and said: "Sister Lan Shan, if you look at this oil painting carefully, the picture is brightly colored, mostly warm colors, that is, red, orange and yellow, these are the most vivid colors of autumn, and the high degree of color saturation renders the beauty of autumn to the fullest." The dress of the girl in the middle of the painting is completely cold white. This makes it possible to make the image, which stands out from the background from the whole, appear vivid and lively. It can be seen that the author's drawing skills are very high, and I wish I could draw so well. However, I really want to see this painting somewhere. ”

For this situation, Zhang Lanshan has long been surprised. The original owner of Meng Yao's heart was a painter, so Meng Yao now has mastered some painting skills without a teacher, and every time she sees an oil painting, she will comment on it, and sometimes she can improvise one by herself.

At this time, a waiter came over and said to Meng Yao: "I didn't expect that Miss still has such a high level of appreciation for painting, we bought this oil painting at the Shui Yansheng Oil Painting Studio on the other side of the street." If you're interested, Mademoiselle, where can you go, they're moving out soon. ”

"Water Leap Sheng". Hearing this name, Meng Yao was obviously stunned, in her consciousness, it seemed that she had heard this name somewhere. So he hurriedly asked the waiter for the address of the oil painting studio, and after eating, he drove over with Zhang Lanshan.

Crossing the street, turning a corner. I saw a sign that said "Shui Runsheng Oil Painting Studio", and two people entered the store. I saw that the furnishings inside were messy, and many oil paintings were placed on the ground. There was a big sign hanging at the door, which read: Shop rental, oil paintings sold at low prices.

After the two men walked in, they shouted a few times, "Is there anyone?" I heard footsteps from upstairs.

Soon a man appeared in front of them, in his 30s, with a little long hair and a little long beard. At first glance, he is an artist.

"Hello, are you Mr. Shui Runshengshui?" Meng Yao asked.

"I am, this young lady. Are you here to buy paintings, or are you going to rent our house. ”

The two were speechless for a while, in fact, they didn't know what they were here for. After a few seconds of embarrassment, Meng Yao said: "We are here to buy paintings, buy paintings, buy paintings." As he spoke, he lowered his head and admired the oil paintings on the ground.

Shui Runsheng hurriedly walked over and introduced the rich one by one, to his surprise, Meng Yao was particularly familiar with these oil paintings, from the composition pattern to the use of color, one after another. It's as if the paintings came from her hands.

Suddenly, Meng Yao walked towards an oil painting of a girl's back, the girl in the painting had long hair fluttering, wearing a long white dress, looking through the window, and there was a man's back in the distance outside the window.

Meng Yao stared at this painting for a long time, and then asked Shui Runsheng: "Did you paint this painting, I want this one." ”

Shui Runsheng looked at it, hesitated for a while and said, "I'm sorry, miss." This painting already has a buyer, so why don't you get another one? "He said he was going to take it away.

Seeing him like this, Meng Yao could only reluctantly agree. She took the words in her hand and looked at them. Meng Yao held the oil picture to Zhang Lanshan, Zhang Lanshan could see the wooden board on the back of the painting, and wrote a few words with a brush: If life is only as first seen, Qi Huimin. Year, month, day. The time of payment is about the beginning of this year.