Return to the Road of God

Ge Qinzhou was very surprised, because the Xia family had a tragic ending, and his mother died before he was sensible, so Ge ​​Qinzhou almost never mentioned this gray memory to others, that is, he told Chongshan a few months ago, but he I believe that Chongshan will not be talkative to outsiders.

Seeing Ge Qinzhou's reaction, Fu Ran already knew that he had guessed right. He looked at Fu Rongguo and said, "I don't know what arrangements you have in the future? I have something to say to Xiao Ge."

"It's all right," Fu Rongguo asked, "Are you going to the teahouse to talk?"

Fu Ran shook his head and waved to Ge Qinzhou: "Come with me."

Fu Rongguo: "..."

Ge Qinzhou and Fu Ran came to the study in the east wing of the backyard. For a "guest" who had just arrived, it was a bit of a stretch to enter this secret private space, but Mr. Fu did not treat him as an outsider.

After entering the room, Fu Ran carefully looked outside to make sure that no one was following, and then tremblingly closed the door and window.

Ge Qinzhou thought again, maybe the Fu family had a good relationship with the Xia family, Fu Ran was so old, maybe he knew his identity back then.But now that I know that when I was persecuted by the government 16 years ago, why didn't this old man stand up, and it was his son Fu Rongguo who extended a helping hand. No., not the reason why he is "Xia Zidan's son".

Ge Qinzhou sat down and waited anxiously for Fu Ran to speak, but the other party slowly boiled water to make tea, and finally spoke after a quarter of an hour: "I didn't expect to see the son of an old friend here. The last time I saw your mother was already ..." Fu Ran counted with his fingers, nodded and said, "It happened 21 years ago."

Ge Qinzhou was stunned, thinking that the old man had misremembered, his mother had passed away almost 30 years ago, how could Fu Ran have seen her 21 years ago?

Fu Ran said quietly: "You should have thought she had passed away long ago, right? I thought so too back then, thinking that the entire Xia family died in that fire...until she came to find me in person."

Hearing these words, Ge Qinzhou froze!

……

"Xia Zidan died by feigning death back then. She deceived not only you, her own son, but also everyone in the Xia family." Fu Ran ignored Ge Qinzhou's shock and said eloquently.

It turns out that the Fu family and the Xia family did have contacts in the early years, but in the 70s, everyone was in danger, so when the Xia family was victimized, the Fu family could only watch from a distance and dare not save them. Fu Ran said that his father, Fu Rongguo His grandfather——had sent servants to Suzhou to secretly help the Xia family, but Xia Ziqin, who was already the head of the family at the time, politely declined.A few days later, a violent fire burned down the Xia family. No one expected that Xia Ziqin, who seemed as gentle as water, was so hard and cold in his heart...

Throughout the night, no one heard crying or shouting in the house, only the "cracking" of the burning wooden beams, as well as the sky filled with fire and scorched smoke... like a mournful elegy.

Ruins and broken walls; broken beams and broken columns.The Xiajiazang Painting Pavilion, which was once famous all over the world, burned to the ground overnight.

Calligraphy and painting works, piano and chess scores, all the once priceless treasures were burned, and disappeared with the fireworks.

The remains of the Xia family were found by the neighbors nearby and buried, and those who had made things difficult for them disappeared in an instant like the fireworks that night... No one dared to mention the Xia family.

But who would have thought that before the fire, Xia Zidan, who died of illness, was ready to change positions without telling everyone.She took those paintings up the mountain to "become a monk" and kept her name incognito for about five years. Five years later, Xia Zidan returned to secular life. Instead of looking for her separated parents and children, she secretly came to S City to visit Fu Ran.

"She came to me to ask about Xia Xiaochuan's whereabouts. When Xia Xiaochuan returned to China, I had vaguely heard about it, and I probably knew that Xia Xiaochuan had an unusual relationship with the young masters of the Guanbai family, but I didn't know much about the details. Once, I asked her if there were any other relatives left in the world, and she said that there was a ten-year-old son, surnamed Ge, who went south with his father a few years ago..."

"What else did she say?" Ge Qinzhou's heart sank.

Fu Ran glanced at him and sighed, "She said she made a big mistake and didn't want to implicate you."

Ge Qinzhou's hands trembled: "What mistake did she make?"

Fu Ran: "She violated the Xia family's ancestral precepts——The Xia family lives and dies with the Xia family's paintings."

"..." Ge Qinzhou opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say anything.In Xia Zidan's eyes, a son of blood relatives is nothing compared to a family rule.

Fu Ran: "So, she is looking for Xia Xiaochuan, hoping that he can come back to inherit the Xia family's mantle. If Xia Xiaochuan is willing to come back to carry on the family line, the Xia family will not be considered dead, and there will be reasons for those paintings to continue to exist... And if she does... With this worry, you can really let go of your worries and escape into Buddhism."

"However, things backfired... She should have gone north to look for Xia Xiaochuan, but for some reason it didn't work."

Ge Qinzhou clenched his fists -- it's the official family, it must be the official family!Everyone knows that Xia Xiaochuan has an inseparable relationship with the official family after returning to China!

"In the next few years, she wrote several letters to me one after another. Because she had no fixed place to live, I couldn't reply to her letters. I learned that she later went to West Market alone," Fu Ran found out from the drawer A yellowed white envelope was handed to Ge Qinzhou, "This letter was sent to me by your mother in [-]," Ge Qinzhou took it with trembling hands, "This is the last one, and she hasn't heard from her since. ..." Even this last letter was not for him.

When the mother and child separated, Ge Qinzhou was still young and didn't recognize Xia Zidan's handwriting, but he still couldn't help feeling sad when he saw the words "Fu Ran's personal letter" on the envelope.

Fu Ran motioned him to read the letter: "The letter said that Xia's calligraphy is now stored in the underground storage room of a private museum in Xishi. I haven't mentioned this matter to anyone, including my descendants. I know that the value of those calligraphy and paintings in the Xia family is not just a thousand pieces of wealth, they are a huge treasure for anyone who loves art... Zidan is not a person who is greedy for fame and wealth, she just hates those paintings .” After that, he let out another long sigh.

Ge Qinzhou held the envelope, confused and didn't know what to do.

Fu Ran looked at him: "Ge Qinzhou, Ge Qinzhou, yes, how could I have forgotten... When Xia Zidan, the number one beauty in the south of the Yangtze River, married a poor and white rough man with the surname Ge, it was a sensational news... You look, you should like your father."

Ge Qinzhou: "..."

"It's been almost 20 years, everything is changing, I'm also a person who put one foot in the coffin..." Fu Ran said with emotion, "During these days, I always think about the past, especially the Xia family... …A few days ago, I dreamed of Zidan. I don’t know if it’s because my old friend’s last wish was unfulfilled. I entrusted the dream to me. I happened to find this letter when I cleaned up the study yesterday. Today, I happened to meet you again. I made a bold guess. It was her son... It seems that this is all God's will."

"But I, I'm not from the Xia family either." Ge Qinzhou thought a little sadly, if Xia Zidan missed him, it wouldn't be the case that he wouldn't stop seeing him...

Fu Ran chuckled: "Zidan just doesn't want you to take on these responsibilities. Have you ever heard the allusion of 'everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty'? Beauty is unlucky, and talent brings disaster. This is true of everything in the world. It is for the same reason that the family will have a happy ending... If you can be an artist who is not literate but enjoys the speed of creation all your life, it is also a great blessing in life."

Yes, this is also the realm that Ge Qinzhou has been pursuing for a long time.

However, that was before, after he knew Ye Yufan's true identity and Xia Zidan's secret, could he still be the unrestrained Ge Qinzhou before?

No, now, he also has a heavy responsibility that he has to resist...

Leaving Fu's house, Ge Qinzhou read the letter. In addition to telling Fu Ran the location of Xia's paintings and calligraphy, the letter also wrote that Xiao Chuan died young and Zidan was destined to be charged with crimes all his life. Those calligraphy and paintings should have been burned, but she Can't do it, just wait for someone who is destined to take over them.She believes in fate, if they are destined not to be released, let the years bury them deep in the ground and rest with the soul... Obviously, Fu Ran regards him as the "destined person".

Ge Qinzhou's mood was extremely complicated—how did Xia Xiaochuan die?What happened when Xia Zidan went north to look for Xia Xiaochuan?And why did she transport Xia's calligraphy and paintings to West Market?After that, Xia Zidan disappeared. After so many years, is it possible for her to be alive?

At the end of the letter is a person's contact information, but in the early years there was no phone number, only an address, and I don't know if the person is still in the original place...

Ge Qinzhou didn't have time to stay, so he flew to Xishi in the central part of the city today. When he arrived, it was already demolished. Over the past ten years or so, all parts of the country have been demolished and rebuilt.Ge Qinzhou tossed and turned for several days, asking people everywhere, but to no avail. In such a strange city, he had no connections and no money, so he felt it was difficult to move forward.

The pace of life in central cities is slow, and it gets dark early in winter, and the wind hurts his face like a knife. Ge Qinzhou nestled into a small shop on the side of the road and ordered a bowl of steamed mutton, just a few slices of mutton the size of a fingernail. The soup is full of sheep smell, numb and salty.

After eating half a bowl, Ge Qinzhou lit a cigarette. While smoking, he thought about what to do next. He rubbed his fingers against the keys of the phone for a while before he pressed the number he knew by heart.

"Hello..." A familiar voice came from the other end, and the words came to his lips, and he didn't know what to say.

"Qinzhou? Is that you?"

"Ah."

The other end laughed lowly: "What's the matter? It's so deep."

"are you busy?"

"Uh, now? I just finished class and am going home." The sound of speeding vehicles and the faint sound of horns came from the phone.

"I'm in West City, come on..."

"..."

At midnight, at Xishi Airport, Ge Qinzhou was sitting foolishly in the pick-up hall. A pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of him, followed by black trousers, a knee-length windbreaker, and a brand-name briefcase...

"What are you doing!" Even when the man got angry, he was full of gentleness. He sat down, frowned slightly and asked, "What happened?"

Ge Qinzhou reached out and grabbed the man's hand. He looked so domineering, but his body temperature was so much lower than his own.

"What on earth did you ask me to come here for? Although I have nothing to do tonight, there is a college meeting tomorrow afternoon. Don't tell me that you called me just to hold... hold hands!" Chong Shan struggled hard, But they didn't break away. Fortunately, there was no one at the airport, and they were in twos and threes, and they didn't pay attention to these two men.

Ge Qinzhou was expressionless, but there was a deep sadness in his eyes, which Chong Shan had never seen before, "What's the matter..." He slowed down his tone.

"..." He was very sad. His biological mother had come back to life from a fake death, but she hadn't come to see her for half her life. She would rather let herself believe that she was dead... Although Fu Ran told him a lot of truths, even though he knew that maybe Xia Zidan was For his own good, but he was still very uncomfortable.

But even so, he couldn't cry or speak, he didn't want the men around him to see his vulnerable and helpless appearance.

"... Miss you." Ge Qinzhou held the other's fingers tightly again, he could only say this sentence, at this moment, as long as he can be with him.