Grandpa, the housekeeper, was recruited by grandma, and he was also the one who took care of her since she was a child.
Ever since her grandma passed away, sometimes when she was wronged, her mother would just ask her to endure it and not pay attention to it, while her father would ask her to think more about the family and not to lose her temper.
Only the housekeeper would comfort her and tell her that she had suffered so much for the eldest lady. The housekeeper was also the one Qin Miaoyu missed the most among all the people in the Qin family.
"You are in good health. Why did the eldest lady come back suddenly? This is neither a weekend nor a holiday." The housekeeper was a little worried that something had happened to Qin Miaoyu.
"Grandpa Butler, I have something to do when I come back. I took the opportunity to pick up my old paintings."
"This, this..." The housekeeper didn't know how to speak.
Qin Miaoyu was instantly nervous: "Is it because my painting is missing?"
"That's not the case. It's just that the husband was so angry that he asked the aunts to pack all the eldest lady's things into the utility room."
Qin Miaoyu felt relieved, it would be better to just throw it away.
"Grandpa Butler, please take me to the utility room."
When the door of the utility room opened, Qin Miaoyu saw the mess inside, and then she realized that the housekeeper's words were too polite. What she was doing was just throwing her things in!
She quickly ran in and rummaged through her paintings.
Qin Miaoyu usually has a habit of framing her paintings. As long as they are not thrown in intentionally and violently, there should not be much damage!
However, she rummaged through and only found the painting "Cocoon Butterfly". This painting had been packed in a cardboard box for a long time, and she couldn't see what was inside unless she opened it.
She put the painting aside and looked for it again, but still couldn't find any other paintings.
There are at least seven or eight paintings!
"Grandpa Butler, have you seen my paintings?"
The housekeeper shook his head. He only knew that the eldest lady had studied painting, but he had never seen her. There were other aunties packing things, and he couldn't see her.
But then he remembered something: "Miss, my wife arranged for someone to hang a few paintings before. I was busy at the time, and I'm not sure where she bought the paintings. Later, several ladies came over, and she gave the paintings to One of them is a wife.”
"Grandpa Butler, do you still remember what was painted on the painting?" Qin Miaoyu asked eagerly.
"There seems to be a painting that looks like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is also a figure painting, which should be a young girl. I am old and can't remember the others."
No need for the housekeeper to remember the others, Qin Miaoyu can be sure that the painting hanging on it is hers!
She picked up her cell phone and called her mother, but no one answered, and her father didn't get through either.
Qin Miaoyu, who originally planned to grab her things and leave immediately, sat down on the sofa and waited for her mother to come back.
She took "Cocoon Butterfly" out of the carton, put her hand on it gently, and touched it with a slight trembling.
It had been many years since she had taken out the painting to look at it, but each stroke was engraved in her heart and she had never forgotten it.
She took out her mobile phone and searched for Liang Sixuan's painting, wanting to compare it, but she couldn't find a clear enough picture for her to check the details one by one.
She closed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa.
"Sister, sister, why are you back?"
Qin Miaoyu opened her eyes and saw her sister Qin Lianzhu appearing in front of her.
"Why are you back? There should be classes at school at this time, right?"
Qin Miaoyu remembered that Qin Lianzhu complained to her before, saying that the class schedule this semester was too full and he didn't have time to go home.
Qin Lianzhu smiled coquettishly: "Sister, I haven't been home for a long time, so I skipped a less important class and came back to have a rest."
Qin Miaoyu glanced at her, thinking of what happened before, and said nothing more.
Qin Lianzhu sat down next to Qin Miaoyu, and then glanced at the words she was holding in her hand.
"Sister, isn't this the painting you painted a long time ago? Why did you take it out? My mother thought you could win the prize with this painting at that time, but she didn't expect you to not participate in the competition, which made her very angry. .”
Qin Miaoyu also remembered what her mother looked like when she learned that she would not participate in the competition. It was not until later that she said that Liang Sixuan's paintings were very similar to hers. If she handed it in, the teacher might think it was plagiarism. Her mother suddenly stopped worrying about this matter. Let go, but for the first time, she fulfilled a small wish when she didn't get outstanding results.
"Someone came to the house at that time, and my mother even took them to see your paintings..."
Before Qin Lianzhu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qin Miaoyu.
"What? Who has seen my paintings?"
"As for those other rich ladies, Mrs. Lin from the Lin family who was very famous in the painting world at that time was full of praise for your paintings. That Miss Liang Sixuan from the Liang family looked very happy when she heard Mrs. Lin praise your paintings. It doesn’t look good.”
Qin Miaoyu never thought that many people had seen the painting that she thought no one had seen, including Liang Sixuan!
And the mother, after she said that she and Liang Sixuan were very similar, she didn't reveal it at all!
"How come I don't know when someone else has seen this painting of mine?"
"At once……"
Seeing the cold expression on the face of his usually gentle sister, Qin Lianzhu paused for a moment, and then said carefully: "That's when you stayed up late for a long time and went back to your room to sleep. Mom took the rich ladies and ladies I received."
Qin Miaoyu naturally remembered about staying up late.
At that time, the painting was almost finished and she only needed to finish it off a little. She couldn't stand it any longer, so she went back to her room and slept for half a day. When she woke up, it was already the next day.
Then she woke up and went into the studio again. She had no idea that anyone had come in the meantime!
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Did Liang Sixuan do anything else at that time?"
Liang Sixuan is so similar to her painting, it is definitely not possible to draw it like that after just a few glances!
But Qin Lianzhu looked confused: "Huh? You probably didn't do anything. It's been so long and I can't even remember it. Sister, I'm a little tired. Let's go back to the room to rest!"
When Su Yaqing returned home, she saw her eldest daughter sitting on the sofa.
Her face fell: "What? Your life is not going as you like, so you came home?"
Qin Miaoyu's eyes were dark: "Did you give away my old paintings?"
"Yes, Mrs. Ren appreciates your painting. Instead of leaving it gathering dust in your room, it would be better to give it away. It is still a small favor after all."
"Don't you always say that when you give something away, you have to give it away? Why do you think you can give away something painted by an unknown person like me?" Qin Miaoyu said sarcastically.
"If someone likes you, of course you can give it away. What are you doing here? If it's just for a few paintings, I've already given them away. We sent you to learn painting. We can't arrange a few paintings. Is the painting gone?"
