Subversion of the plot [Comprehensive]

Chapter 126 Reunion on the West Lake 3

The matter of the Du family was brought back to Yanyu Building by Zhong Shuqi that day, and everyone including Wang Zimo knew about it.

"Uncle Du agrees with them being together?" Wang Zimo was very shocked. No matter how much he hated Mei Ruohong or Du Qianqian, his feelings for Du Qianqian did not disappear. Maybe he still had a little luck and expectation.

Wang Zixuan sneered: "Brother, you didn't hear everything. Du Qianqian was indeed with Mei Ruohong, but she paid a heavy price. The Du family would rather sever ties with her. How can this be agreed? I guess, definitely It was Du Qianqian who forced him to die, and the Du family had no choice but to resort to this terrible plan."

Zhong Shuqi sighed: "Qianqian is very determined, she vowed to be with Mei Ruohong to the death, she did not hesitate to jump down from the balcony. Fortunately, she was stopped, otherwise..."

"She was, she was willing to die for him." Wang Zimo was in unbearable pain. He knew that he could never compare to Mei Ruohong.

In the next day's morning paper, Du Shiquan rented a prominent section, announcing that he and Du Qianqian had severed their father-daughter relationship.

Du Qianqian went to the street to buy vegetables, and heard many people discussing while reading the newspaper. After she bought a newspaper and read it, her face turned pale and tears flowed like rain.Not caring about buying food, she stumbled back to the water and clouds, threw herself into Mei Ruohong's arms and cried loudly: "Ruohong, I have no home, no relatives, and from now on, I only have you."

An Ping curled her lips: "You asked for it!"

Mei Ruohong was extremely moved and pitiful: "Qianqian, Qianqian, you still have me, Shuiyun Jian is our home, and I am your family."

Du Qianqian was gradually appeased, thinking of the vegetable basket left on the way, she said embarrassingly: "Ruohong, I forgot to buy the vegetables."

"It doesn't matter, don't talk about eating vegetables. When I was alone, sometimes I couldn't even eat rice. Now we still have rice, so we can cook rice porridge. By the way, there are also shredded pickled vegetables and radishes sent by Zixuan before." Mei Ruo Hong didn't care much about eating, but Du Qianqian's words of comfort were particularly unpleasant to Du Qianqian's ears.

At this time, Du Qianqian felt sorry for his past hardships, felt ashamed that her thoughts were not as meticulous as Zixuan, and worried about how to live in the future.

She knew that Mei Ruohong didn't have any savings at all.When she left Du's house, she only brought two sets of clothes to change and wash, and a dozen yuan of pocket money, which was more than enough for daily expenses, but before she went to buy vegetables, she helped Mei Ruohong repay the store's credit, Living in Shuiyunjian, she bought new bedding and bedding, and made two sets of clothes for Mei Ruohong.She is used to living a wealthy life, and she attaches great importance to Mei Ruohong. The clothes are made of natural materials and styles, which is another big expense.

Mei Ruohong didn't understand her melancholy at all, and fiddled with his painting again.

Du Qianqian sighed and went to the yard to cook.

There is only one room in Shuiyunjian. There is a bed on one side, paintings and picture frames on the other side, and a table in the middle. There is no space for other things, so you can’t cook in the room.In the open space outside the yard, a triangular frame was built with wood and a pot was hung. In the past, most of Mei Ruohong's meals were brought by Wang Zixuan. Occasionally, he only needed to cook porridge and noodles. Now this job falls to Du On Qianqian.

Du Qianqian didn't despise the shabby, but she was a young lady who didn't touch her fingers, how could she cook?It's lucky that I don't need to cook vegetables today, because she boiled the porridge until it became mushy.

"It's okay, it's okay, you can eat it anyway." Mei Ruohong picked up a bowl, and put the yellowish-yellow congee into his mouth, frowning tightly.

"Don't eat it, it's my fault, I'm too stupid." Du Qianqian hurriedly grabbed the bowl, and cried with self-blame.

An Ping went from being enthusiastic at the beginning to feeling disgusted and bored. If Tao Shuobai hadn't forced her to order, she would have run away.However, she can still leave her post occasionally during the day, because no one knows about An Ping's existence. For the sake of An Du Shiquan's heart, Qin Feng sent two people to watch in shifts.

The daily life of Shuiyunjian was sent back to Du's house, and Qin Feng said with a smile: "When the money is spent, you will know that more difficult days are to come."

At this time, the two of them were standing by the lake to the east of Du's house. The grass was green and the trees were forested. The Du's house occupied a large area. Except for the vicinity of the house, other places were very natural.This is where Qin Feng practices martial arts every morning, and now Tao Shuobai is accompanying him to practice.

"Fang Yilian will take care of it." Tao Shuo said bluntly.

"Of course we can't force Du Qianqian to death. Let's talk about it when she can't hold on anymore." Qin Feng is still very confident about this. Fang Yilian is indeed very fond of her daughter, but if she doesn't know the news that Du Qianqian is away, the Du family will be strict. She doesn't.

Qin Feng punched a set, and suddenly asked: "Shuobai, do you want to go to the Drunken Horse Art Association? I heard that they are preparing for a joint exhibition."

In the last life, Tao Shuobai's paintings also achieved very good achievements. It is important that Qin Feng knows that he enjoys painting, otherwise his paintings cannot be endowed with moving spirituality.

In this life, no accident, he will take over the Du family's business. The starting point is higher than in the previous life, and his role in this troubled world will be even greater.Although it was helpless and exhausting to go through it again, what he got was even more precious. Patriotism was only part of the reason for doing this, and the more important thing was to calm his heart.He has things to keep busy, and he has to think about Tao Shuobai. He hopes that Tao Shuobai can also find something he likes.

"En." Tao Shuobai really wanted to go and see the paintings of the Drunken Horse Art Association.

The two arrived at the Yanyu Building by car.

The current situation is still relatively stable, and Hangzhou is a rich place with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere.Wang Zimo's family has a small amount of property, the relationship between Wang's parents and husband and wife is cold, and they are not in Hangzhou all year round. Wang Zimo took Zixuan and settled his family in Yanyulou.Their art association not only has a fixed number of members, but also recruits students from outside, and holds regular classes, but the income is not ideal, and the operation funds of the entire art association are still mainly supported by Wang Zimo.Wang Zimo has painted since elementary school. He has a solid foundation and connections. He is well-known in the Hangzhou painting circle. His paintings have been sold, so he is well-deserved to be the president of the Drunken Horse Art Association. Everyone believes in him.

Yanyu Building is a typical garden building in the south of the Yangtze River. It is elegant and leisurely, with scenery everywhere. As a painting fair, it can be considered as a perfect complement to each other.

The door was open, and the two of them walked all the way to the central hall, which was also used as a large studio.Today they happened to be painting, and there was a horizontal couch in the middle, and on the couch was Wang Zixuan, who was only half wrapped in a white cloth.Wang Zixuan is young and energetic, full of sense of fashion, plus she is beautiful and has a good figure. The sun falls on her white and slender legs, which is definitely a bewitching beauty.

Qin Feng frowned, but didn't say anything.

Qin Feng, who came from modern times, would naturally not be unable to accept this kind of body painting. Wang Zixuan is not completely naked. Those modern women who walk on the street in summer wear less clothes than this.Qin Feng frowned because he couldn't figure out the thinking of these people. Even though they kept saying that they were noble arts, except for Wang Zimo, who didn't care about Wang Zixuan?Wang Zixuan is married again.

It's fine if others don't mention it. As the eldest brother, why didn't Wang Zimo think more about his sister?He obviously cared so much about his sister, how could he just compromise with the banner of art?This is also why Gu Yunong loves Wang Zixuan too much, otherwise everyone in their painting club would have to go to jail, and the characteristics of the times are sometimes very cruel.

"Who are you?" Wang Zimo noticed them first. Tao Shuobai didn't know him, but for Qin Feng, Wang Zimo was familiar at first, and then he recognized him: "You are the young master of the Du family?"

"I'm Du Wei." Qin Feng ignored their different gazes, and said calmly: "This is my friend, Tao Shuobai. He also likes to draw, so I'll take him to see, I wonder if you like it? "

"Of course you are welcome!" Although Wang Zimo was overthinking because of Qin Feng's identity, he would not turn people away. "I am Wang Zimo, the president of the Drunken Horse Painting Association. Mr. Tao, welcome. I wonder what you are good at painting?"

"Mr. Wang." Tao Shuobai greeted and said, "I'm somewhat interested in characters, I have learned them before, but I'm not proficient in the skills."

"It's good if you have a solid foundation, and practice makes perfect." Wang Zimo immediately prepared a new set of painting tools, and warmly invited: "It just so happens that we are drawing human bodies today. You can draw first, or you can look at other people's. Find a feeling."

Wang Zimo thought that Tao Shuobai really came to learn painting.

"Shuobai, you forgot that we still have something to do, let's paint another day." Qin Feng said suddenly, he was indeed narrow-minded, and he didn't want Tao Shuobai to paint Wang Zixuan's body painting, he still felt that being graceful was pretty, which was too much. "Bold and unrestrained".

Tao Shuobai knew him very well, and immediately read his mind, flashed a faint smile, and did not expose him.

Wang Zimo thought that he really had something to do, so he had to ask him to come back another day, and arrange lectures after seeing his level.

Back at Du's house, Qin Feng closed the door, took out all the paintings stored in the jade bracelet, and filled the room.These were all painted by Tao Shuobai in the previous life, and there are many paintings in the jade bracelet.Tao Shuo studied a lot when he was studying, but painting not only pays attention to techniques, but more importantly, his talent and spirituality. He is naturally close to plants and trees, and he is better at landscape flowers and plants, but he has also painted figures.There are two portraits in these paintings, one is Qin Feng in the previous life, and the other is the appearance of the first life based on Qin Feng's description.

"What are you doing?" Tao Shuobai was puzzled by his actions.

"The painting skills of later generations are still different from those in the Republic of China. What kind of characters do you plan to draw?" Qin Feng's words covered the stages that Tao Shuobai had learned in the past. Qin Feng knew very well what Tao Shuobai did in the previous life. The value, it is only now that it will definitely not reach the height of the previous life, but he has other plans: "Shuobai, how about building an orphanage with your income from selling paintings in the future?"

"Just do it if you think you can." Tao Shuobai has never had such an idea. To him, he is just a passer-by in this small world. Even if he stays for 100 years, he will have no ties after he leaves.He did not comment on what Qin Feng did, but he showed support, because those things are also a kind of merit.Of course, due to Qin Feng's special status, the way of heaven will treat him very harshly, and it is even more difficult to earn merits, not just because he does good deeds.

As for what kind of picture to paint, he also had an idea.

He prepared drawing paper tools and first sketched out the draft.What he painted was a young woman whose facial features had not yet been revealed, but her clothes were traditional costumes of the Republic of China.A small red stand-up collar and half-sleeve embroidered blouse, a thin pleated skirt of the same color underneath, and two black braids hanging down. She should be an elegant lady, but the girl tilted her head with a smile, her eyes were sly and playful, and she couldn't help but let her smile. One wondered what little prank she had just done.

"Who is this?" Qin Feng saw the painting a few hours later, but it was a girl he didn't know.

"An Ping." He changed the clothes, because they were all bright and enthusiastic red, which fit An Ping's temperament very well, so he didn't feel awkward.

"That ghost?" Qin Feng took a closer look. An Ping's appearance is not outstanding, at most she is more than delicate, but her temperament is bright and enthusiastic, which is unforgettable at first sight. "It's only 16 years old, what a pity."

In modern times, 16 is still a high school kid.

Tao Shuobai took the painting to Yanyu Building the next day.

When Wang Zimo saw this portrait, he was stunned: "Did you draw this?"

"The painting is really good!" Wang Zixuan liked it, and couldn't help asking: "Is Tao Shuobai your real name? I can't believe that I have never heard of your painting being so good. You are not a native of Hangzhou." Right? Where are you from? Could it be that you came back from abroad? I think your painting is Western painting, and it has the charm of ancient painting, which is very special."

"My eyesight is really stupid, I didn't recognize him as an expert." Wang Zimo suddenly proposed an invitation: "We will hold a joint exhibition next month at the Art Association, is Mr. Tao interested in participating? I think this painting is very good, let's participate in the exhibition together Bar."

"Okay, thank you." Tao Shuobai has confidence in his painting skills, but he is not sure whether he can sell the paintings.

January passed quickly.

Of course, this is for the Drunken Horse Art Club that organizes the joint exhibition. Even Mei Ruohong feels that the time is fast, but Du Qianqian is worried every day.After training, Du Qianqian has been able to cook two simple stir-fried dishes, and the rice will not burn, but they have no money.Not to mention the grocery shopping at home, even the rice was eaten up, and she couldn't tell Mei Ruohong about it, because she was afraid of disturbing his painting, but also subconsciously knew that Mei Ruohong had always been helpless with money.

On the day of the joint exhibition, the Yanyu Building was very lively, and many people from the industry and outside the industry came to join in.

In addition to the first figure painting of An Ping, Tao Shuobai also painted a painting of peach forest in spring and a painting of boating on the West Lake.

Not long after the joint exhibition started, Mei Ruohong suddenly ran over: "Why didn't you notify me of your joint exhibition? Do you know how important the joint exhibition is to me?"

Wang Zimo had never seen such a thick face: "Mei Ruohong, what qualifications do you have to accuse us? You are no longer a member of our painting club, so of course you will not be notified. Besides, you are in the water with Du Qianqian now. Yunjian is talking about love, chic and relaxed, do you remember to draw? Even if I tell you, I’m afraid you don’t have time to prepare!”

Mei Ruohong turned a deaf ear to these questions, and muttered to himself: "What should I do? What should I do? It's too late to go back and get the painting, what should I do?"

Wang Zimo didn't want to entangle with him anymore, and he was afraid that a disturbance on his side would affect the guests, so he was dragged out.

How could Mei Ruohong give in easily, but she was outnumbered, so she was kicked out after all.

Mei Ruohong was greatly stimulated, and ran and shouted back to Shuiyunjian. Du Qianqian should come to ask what happened, but Mei Ruohong was heartbroken and attacked Wang Zimo and the Drunken Horse Painting Club.Du Qianqian could only comfort him all the time, but he grabbed Du Qianqian's shoulder and shouted: "No, Qianqian, you don't understand, you don't understand! All my hopes are in this joint exhibition. If I miss the joint exhibition, I will never have it again." If I get the chance, I won’t be able to continue painting.”

Du Qianqian actually didn't quite understand his madness, she couldn't help asking: "Ruohong, sometimes I feel that painting is more important than me..."

"No, you and the painting are both important. You are the air, and the painting is the water. They are both equally important. Don't I think it's okay to live in a life where there is water and air?"

Du Qianqian didn't know whether she was moved or understood, she said, "Don't worry, I will help you. If the joint exhibition is gone, it will be gone. We will hold an art exhibition by ourselves, and all of your paintings will be displayed!"

"Really? Qianqian, you are so kind!" Mei Ruohong was so excited that he hugged Qianqian and kissed her.

An Ping rolled her eyes as usual, and leaned close to the two of them and kept blowing.The breath she exhaled was different from human breath, it was chilly, making Du Qianqian and Mei Ruohong shudder, unable to kiss anymore.

The joint exhibition held by the Drunken Horse Art Association was quite successful. It lasted for three days, and the first day had the most transactions, with a total of [-] pieces sold, which is not a small amount.

All three of Tao Shuobai's paintings were bought, and the account was 100 yuan, which is amazing.In fact, the most expensive portrait of An Ping was 50 yuan, not because Tao Shuobai wanted to set such a high price, but because An Ping asked for it. She felt that her portrait was too cheap.Tao Shuobai saw that she was a model and also helped him with work, so he ordered 50 yuan according to her request, but who knew it actually sold.

The other two paintings were priced by Qin Feng, so his three paintings had the highest prices in the entire joint exhibition.

The people who bought the two landscape paintings were insiders who knew how to paint, but the portraits were bought by a wealthy businessman in Shanghai.

Newspapers also reported for the joint exhibition of the Drunken Horse Art Association, and the industry commented well, especially for Tao Shuobai's reputation.Immediately, the Du family received many calls, all looking for Tao Shuo to ask for a painting and asking about the rules.Like the previous life, Tao Shuobai left this matter to Qin Feng to take care of, Qin Feng was so happy, not only carefully set the profit standard for him, but also arranged a list, he only took five orders per month.

After all, Tao Shuobai is different from orthodox painters, he doesn't rely on this to make a living, and it doesn't matter how many orders he has.Qin Feng hopes that painting is his enjoyment, not restraint and fatigue, so he arranges it like this.

Knowing the success of the joint exhibition, Mei Ruohong was even more regretful and painful. He sat by the West Lake in a daze all day long, with an unshaven beard and laziness in grooming.

Du Qianqian couldn't persuade him, so she decided to help him hold an art exhibition early.

For such a long time, no one in the Du family has visited her. She is busy all day long, but she misses home very much when she is free.Looking at her tender hands covered with small wounds, and even her skin was yellow and rough, with a little callus, she only dared to cry secretly.She was afraid of being seen by Mei Ruohong, when the other party asked her, how would she answer?Didn't it make Mei Ruohong mistakenly think that she couldn't bear hardships and regretted it.

She did feel very bitter, but she didn't regret it, nor did she dare to regret it.

She quietly came near Du's house, waited until Mrs. Fu was out shopping, and called Fang Yilian out through Mrs. Fu.Qin Feng got the news earlier, but he didn't stop him.He arranged someone in Shuiyunjian, and of course he knew that Du Qianqian wanted to hold a solo exhibition for Mei Ruohong, but Du Qianqian had no money in hand, so he could only ask Fang Yilian.He didn't need to stop him, Wang Zimo had been waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

"An art exhibition?" Fang Yilian questioned: "Isn't Mei Ruohong from the Drunken Horse Art Association? Why didn't you participate in the joint exhibition?"

"Mom, he..." Du Qianqian looked puzzled and hesitated to speak.

Fang Yilian guessed the key after asking.

In her heart, she didn't want to control Mei Ruohong, but her daughter was obsessed with obsession, and now she hasn't seen her for more than a month, and she is so haggard.The daughter she raised was loved by all means, how could she not feel distressed seeing her daughter like this.After all, Fang Yilian finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will help him once. I will find the place and do it for you. You go back and tell him to prepare well. If it succeeds, you don't have to suffer so much." .”

Before leaving, Fang Yilian gave her another 20 yuan.

Du Qianqian couldn't refuse, they really had no money.He took the money, bought rice and vegetables, and bought paint and paper for Mei Ruohong. When he returned, he told the good news. Mei Ruohong jumped up happily, and the depression on his face disappeared.

Mei Ruohong started to get busy, painting non-stop.

One day, Wang Zixuan rode a bicycle to Shuiyunjian, and happened to see two people sorting out paintings for a solo exhibition in the open space of the yard.

Seeing Zixuan's arrival, Du Qianqian was still a little embarrassed, but Mei Ruohong seemed to have lost her memory, as if she had no previous grievances and entanglements, she was very happy to greet her: "Zixuan, why are you here? You haven't come to Shuiyun for a long time It's time. It's just in time, help me to see, there are so many paintings, which one is better?"

"You are..." Zixuan's attitude towards him was not surprising, after all, she really knew this person.

Du Qianqian said with a smile: "If Hong wants to hold an art exhibition, it will be the day after tomorrow. You are welcome to visit."

"Art exhibition?" Zixuan scanned the paintings on the floor, and suddenly saw Du Qianqian's portrait of Hongmei with her breasts half exposed, she was a little uncertain: "All of these are going to be exhibited? Is this one too?"

Mei Ruohong nodded happily: "Of course!"

Wang Zixuan suddenly fell silent. She felt that there was no need to talk about that matter anymore, so she rode away without thinking about keeping her.On the way back, she was riding very fast. She clearly saw a rock in the middle of the road. Not only did she not avoid it, but she rushed towards it very quickly.There was a bump in the wheel and she fell off.

Afterwards, he was sent to the hospital, and Wang Zimo and others waited anxiously.

After the doctor came out, he said, "Nothing serious, just some scratches. Fortunately, the baby in my stomach is fine."

child?

Everyone was shocked!

Suddenly Zhong Shuqi shouted happily: "Zixuan is pregnant? I am a father? I am a father!"

Gu Yunong grabbed him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's none of your business if my wife is pregnant. That's my son!"

"What is your wife? You and Zixuan have divorced a long time ago!"

Wang Zimo suddenly had a headache, and he realized that his silly sister might have done something ridiculous.