The child's way of expressing gratitude has always been unpretentious, and he will give you the most valuable things on his body as a thank you.

"Uncle doesn't dislike it, but uncle doesn't accept your biscuits, this painting is given to you by your uncle when he sees you cute, and he doesn't accept anything."

The surrounding crowd watched the conversation between the two, and they were all moved by their sincere and friendly relationship.

"This child's parents teach him so well, not only is he sweet and clever, but the most important thing is to be polite."

"That's right, looking at the little girl and thinking of my five-year-old grandson, ouch, my head hurts."

"I can't understand painting, old man, but I can see that the level of this painter is not bad, he is still modest, this dress temperament, at a glance, he is engaged in art, and he also says that he is not a painter, implicit."

Dong He said that the man didn't want her cookies, and looked at Xie Pujia for help.

Her family taught her not to take other people's things for nothing, but she only had biscuits on her, and nothing else.

Xie Pujia stepped forward, took her sister's hand, and looked at the man.

"Thank you for your paintings, my sister will cherish your works very much, but she was taught by her elders not to take other people's things for nothing, why don't you accept her cookies as a gift?"

For a man who engages in art, giving money directly will be regarded as an insult, so Xie Pujia proposed to exchange gifts.

The man saw the confusion on the child's little face, nodded, and accepted Xie Pujia's words.

He smiled, sat on the chair, bent down slightly, and stretched out his palm in front of Dong Heyi.

"Okay, Uncle accepts your gift."

Dong Heyi happily put the biscuit in his hand into the man's palm, and then stretched out his free hand to the wrapped oil painting.

It was an exchange of gifts, so she was extra happy.

In the palm of the man's hand is a biscuit wrapped in transparent plastic paper, the biscuit is a rabbit pattern, cute and delicate.

Seeing the little girl looking at him with burning eyes, he carefully received the biscuits in his backpack.

"Thank you, I love it."

Dong He smiled shyly and ran to Xie Pujia's side.

The mobile phone rang, thinking that it was the mother who asked about the whereabouts of the three people, so they didn't linger any longer, and the three of them left the Huxin Pavilion and walked back.

"How do I think, that man looks a little familiar"

Xie Pujia thought as she walked, whether she had seen that man somewhere, but she turned over the people she knew in her mind, and she didn't remember that anyone she knew could draw.

Chu Fan naturally didn't know him, he silently listened to Xie Pujia's self-talk.

Suddenly, Xie Pujia stopped.

"I remember!"

"Huh?"

Xie Pujia looked at Dong Heyi, "He Miao, show the painting to my sister." ”

Dong He didn't know why, but obediently handed her the painting.

Xie Pujia looked at the lower left and right corners of the oil painting, and sure enough, she saw the man's signature.

"Chen"

The heart of enthusiasm.

This word is not very common in daily life, and if you look at it a little, you will think of it as "Shen", and only when you put it together with the word "enthusiasm" will it remind people of what it reads.

The reason why Xie Pujia remembers this "Chen" is entirely because she has seen men on TV in her last life!

Dressed in a gray coat, with long hair and glasses, he lived like an old man even though he was less than forty years old.

The current timeline is when she just finished the college entrance examination, and wait until two weeks later, the admission notice will come down, three days before getting the admission notice, the man will die in the garbage can on the side of the road, and then be found by the sanitation workers, after calling the police, the police quickly found out that the man is a famous oil painting master in China, and his true identity cannot be revealed, but he has repeatedly opened art exhibitions under the pseudonym "Chen", and all proceeds have been donated to public welfare organizations, and he has actively participated in various public welfare activities for many years.

At that time, there was a lot of trouble, and many students, the disabled, and the elderly who had been funded, rescued, and cared for by him came to attend his funeral after hearing that he had died tragically, causing local traffic jams.

I didn't expect this person to stand in front of him alive now!

Xie Pujia couldn't hide her shock, she reached out to hold Chu Fan's arm, and blurted out a question in her heart.

"Shall I save him?"

Chu Fan looked at her, "Save whom?" ”

Xie Pujia came back to her senses, let go of his arm, had no time to answer his question, and was immersed in her own thoughts.

To save, or not to save?

This summer vacation, in addition to "Chen" will die she. Probably die too.

Although she changed a lot of things and saved her mother by starting over, she was always unstable in her heart, feeling that God would give her some sweetness and eventually take something from her that she could not afford.

The word cause and effect has been passed down for a long time.

For the two and a half years that she was almost paralyzed, Xie Pujia has been doing psychological construction, she sees this as God's punishment for her, because she forcibly kept Zhou Chunyan, so God wants her to be punished, so that the two can be offset.

If she saves the painter now, then she must be mentally prepared to deal with unknown dangers at any time.

The painter has no relatives with her, is she going to save her?

Chu Fan observed the girl, and saw that the expression on her pretty face changed back and forth, one moment solemn, one moment annoyed, sometimes frowning, sometimes sighing.

was completely caught in her own emotions, and she didn't even hear Dong Heyi shouting at her several times.

"Jiajia?"

Chu Fan tentatively learned from the Dong family and shouted Xie Pujia's name.

The other party still didn't react.

Chu Fan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xie Pujia, probably because the action was relatively large, Xie Pujia looked up at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Who are you going to save?"

Xie Pujia shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was almost stunned."

Yubi took the leftover skewers from Dong Heyi's hand after eating the roasted sausage.

"Nobody, a person I don't know."

"Don't know? So why save him? ”

"Hmm" Xie Pujia felt that Chu Fan was not familiar with men anyway, so it was better to tell him a story and ask him to help analyze it by the way.

"Chu Fan, if you learned that a stranger was about to die, would you try to save him? There may be a cost. ”

"At what cost?"

"It's unknown, it can be life-threatening, or it may not happen."

"I won't save, I won't risk it for strangers and unknown costs."

"And what if the stranger is a good person? He has helped many people, saved many people, regardless of fame and fortune, is kind and upright, is he a good person? ”

Chu Fan looked at Xie Pujia and did not speak.

Xie Pujia had expectation written on her face, she hoped that Chu Fan could say the choice in her heart.

Chu Fan smiled.

"No matter what my sister does, I support my sister."

After saying this, Xie Pujia retracted her gaze and looked down at the tip of her shoe.

"So-"

Chu Fan continued:

"Save him, if you want to save him, then save him. Isn't it cruel to give up a person's life for an unknown price? ”

Today's second update~

Small Theatre:

Chu Fan (spread hands): No way, my sister is so kind-hearted.

Su Yaoyao: Make a face, then it will be your family!

Chu Fan: Then to change the word, Jia Jia is so kind-hearted~

Su Yaoyao (full of disdain): Put away your careful thoughts, don't call me sister in the new year, your mind is a little wild, Xiao He Miao, remember to help me keep an eye on it!

Dong Heyi (hugging Chu Fan tightly): Received!

Su Yaoyao:

(End of chapter)