Although Erhu's brain is slow and seems a bit stupid to outsiders, his mind is pure and transparent, and everything in the world appears in different states in his mind.
His paintings are vivid and vivid. Except for the immature brushwork, the rest is actually no worse than those of other famous people.
In this way, Axiang put on a scarf and went out to buy some rice paper for Erhu, and explained the key points of painting to him.
I am familiar with Erhu's paintings. The feeling of painting on paper is completely different from that of painting on the ground. It can actually make people appreciate the artistic conception.
Axiang was so happy when she saw the painting that she quickly packed it away and went to the calligraphy and painting club to find someone to evaluate it.
Later, Ah Qiao got a penny from the calligraphy and painting club for selling paintings. She was extremely happy because she found that she had found a way to make money.
Little did she know that the painting she sold was noticed by another person.
This man is the only son of the owner of the calligraphy and painting club, named Wu Yong. He is a child who has failed many times. He has arty hobbies and hangs out in various poetry and painting clubs every day. However, his level is really limited. Very, so he is often the butt of jokes.
After seeing Er Hu's painting, Wu Yong was immediately shocked. After savoring it carefully, he found that the writing style of this painting was immature, and it was obvious that the painter's hand holding the brush was not steady. This shows that this painting should be a painting with a certain quality. Made by talented beginners.
Then I thought about the woman who just sold paintings. Although she was slim and graceful, she was only wearing a linen dress and no hairpins. She was obviously a peasant girl.
Thinking of this, Wu Yong called the boy in and asked him to follow Axiang to see where her house was. Then he gently tapped the table a few times with the folding fan in his hand. He looked at the paintings on the table with a smile on his face. A sinister smile: The opportunity to become famous that he has waited for a long time is finally coming.
The boy followed Axiang back to Erhu's shabby thatched house, observed them carefully for a while, and then went back to reply to Wu Yong, emphasizing Axiang's perfect right face and left face covered with scars, and The scar on the left face looks like the word "mean".
Wu Yong frowned and thought after listening to the boy's words. He seemed to have heard of the woman the boy was talking about somewhere. He had to think about it carefully!
Time passed slowly for another month. During this month, Axiang accompanied Erhu Manshan to collect folk songs every day. While Erhu was painting, Axiang went to dig some wild vegetables nearby. She dug wild vegetables every day before she was thirteen years old, but she didn't miss anything. As day by day passed, their life was quite comfortable, and the two of them were also happy. I have saved a lot of paintings.
But they didn't expect that as soon as they came down the mountain, they were surrounded by people. The one who led the way to surround them was a woman, and this woman was obviously the madam who abandoned Axiang in the first place.
When the madam saw Axiang, he narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, took off Axiang's face covering, threw it to the ground, stamped his feet, and said with a sneer: "Xiangjun, you made it easy for me to find you! Why don’t you even recognize mom?”
At this time, the onlookers in the village knew Axiang's identity. They had previously thought that Erhu and his father had a problem with picking up wives at home, but unexpectedly, it turned out that Axiang, who had been masked all the time, turned out to be a girl from Qin House.
Seeing that her face under the scarf was so ferocious, he immediately turned away in disgust, as if one more look at her would ruin his reputation.
The madam came here specifically to find a reason to take them away after receiving Wu Yong's banknote.
At this time, seeing the two of them in a daze and the villagers ignoring them, the old bustard was overjoyed. He winked at Turtle Gong and dragged Axiang and Erhu directly to the head of the village.
At this time, Ah Xiang realized that her contract of prostitution must have been burned in the fire. Just as she was about to speak, the madam quickly silenced her.
Erhu next to him saw that Axiang was taken away, and he followed him out stupidly. However, the villagers thought that it was Erhu who really took away the girl in the building, so no one stepped forward to stop him. So the madam and his party actually walked to the small bridge by the river at the entrance of the village.
Who would have thought that when Axiang saw that she was about to leave the village, she knew in her heart that her departure would be unlucky, so she bit the hand of the person covering her mouth. The man slapped Axiang in pain, and Axiang was stunned. He missed his footing and fell into the river.
The river was deep, and Axiang fell into it and lost her head.
The old bustard noticed that Axiang had not emerged from the water for a long time, and saw that the villagers behind him quickly gathered around him, so he knew that something was wrong.
Then she thought about the fact that she no longer had Axiang's contract of sale in her hands. If someone was really killed, she couldn't explain it clearly even if she had a hundred mouths, so she quickly gathered everyone and left the two tigers quickly.
It was not the rainy season at this time, and the river flow was not fast, so A Xiang soaked in the river all night and did not float up the lower reaches of the river until the next morning.
And Erhu became even more sluggish because of Axiang's death. He stood stupidly on the top of the mountain every day waiting for his family and Axiang to go home.
From then on, people in the village felt a headache for Erhu, because every time they went up the mountain, they would be frightened by Erhu, who looked like a savage and scruffy. As time went by, the villagers began to complain.
But suddenly one day, they discovered that Er Hu was missing. However, because Er Hu was not popular with everyone, the matter only spread for a few days, and no one cared about Er Hu's life and death.
A year after Erhu disappeared, Wu Yong actually made a name for himself in painting, and then became a great painter with a beautiful painting of mountains and rivers.
Wu Yong painted countless paintings throughout his life. Each painting is lifelike and the artistic conception is clear and lofty, making it beyond the reach of others.
Once every painting enters the market, it will be immediately fetched sky-high prices, without exception.
Out of jealousy of talent, Master Wu Yong passed away due to illness at the age of forty-three, making his paintings even more precious during his lifetime.
But what no one noticed was that after Master Wu Yong's funeral, a mute beggar without hands appeared on the street corner of the city.
This beggar was crazy and could not speak. As soon as he saw the man in the robe, he would run away like crazy, making everyone anxious. They could not avoid him, let alone give him food.
So not long after, the beggar froze to death on the street.
The plot ended here. Jin Qing frowned and thought for a long time, and asked 707: "Why didn't the family named Wu just kill Erhu, but instead chopped off his hands and gave him dumb drugs to drive him away?" Going out?" This is not logical.
707: ""How can it understand perverted thoughts? If it understands, then it is not far from being perverted.
Jin Qing was not asking 707 because she found that there were only two mission requirements in the mission standard column. The first one was to make Erhu live safely and smoothly until his death.
The second request was very simple, just two words: "Hee hee!"
Jin Qing: ""What's wrong with this.
