Return to the Road of God

Fu Rongguo explained, "This was painted by a 30-year-old boy 16 years ago. The man in the painting is his father Xia Ziqin."

Fu Tingxin murmured, "16 years old..."

"Well, his name is Xia Xiaochuan, and Shotray is his English name. He was born into a well-known scholarly family. His father Xia Ziqin is a well-known painter and sculptor, and his mother Song Yue is a musician. At the age of 14, he himself is recognized as an artistic genius in the industry," Fu Rongguo said. He glanced at his nephew and said with a smile, "Much better than you."

There is no need for Fu Rongguo to remind him, Fu Tingxin has already felt the gap between himself and that person. Times change, and the aesthetic taste of each generation will change accordingly, but in Fu Tingxin's eyes, the man on the screen is so handsome.

Fu Tingxin: "Is he also a painter?"

Fu Rongguo: "He is also proficient in sculpture and pottery, and he can also play the piano and violin."

Fu Tingxin: "..."

Fu Rongguo sighed deeply: "It's a pity that the luck is not good, God is jealous of talents..."

Fu Tingxin's eyes widened: "What happened to him?"

"His parents died in the chaos more than [-] years ago." Fu Rongguo shook his head. The past was too heavy for him to mention. After reading his works, I heard that he died of illness within a few years, but only few people knew about these things, and many people at that time thought that he never came back after going abroad.”

A burst of unspeakable regret and sadness welled up in Fu Tingxin's heart: "Are you already dead..."

Fu Rongguo stroked the frame and said: "...the Fu family and the Xia family had good relations back then. When the incident happened, your grandfather rushed to the Xia family, and what he saw was already in ruins. This painting was rescued by a member of the Xia family. It is probably the only work of the Xia family that exists in the world."

Fu Tingxin couldn't help but said: "It must be very valuable."

Fu Rongguo was silent for a moment, and said deeply: "Ting Xin, you have to remember that we never do art for money."

Not for the money?At this moment, Fu Tingxin was a little dazed.

The works created by the Fu family are all sold for money, especially his grandfather. Many people would spend a lot of money for Fu Ran's painting; He himself is recognized for being able to sell works at high prices!

A few days ago, his grandfather asked him to make friends with Guan Hongze, and the meaning of support was self-evident.Art dealers and artists are originally a family, and no one can do without the other. The Fu family is an art family, and the official family is a famous art dealer.If the Fu family's art is not for money, is it still for entertaining the public?Fu Tingxin thought it was ridiculous.

"We make art only for art itself." Fu Rongguo said meaningfully.Standing in this position, although he can't help himself in many things, he is always alert to himself. If not, the overthrow of the Fu family's century-old foundation would only happen overnight.He didn't care whether his nephew could understand or not, in his eyes, the next representative of the Fu family was the fledgling young man in front of him.

After Fu Rongguo left, Fu Tingxin stayed alone in the basement for a long time. He compared Xia Ziqin's portrait with the few pieces of copy paper he picked up, and an inexplicable impulse surged up from the bottom of his heart.

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This winter vacation may be the most relaxing vacation Ye Yufan has ever had since he was sensible. He doesn't need to do homework, attend cram school, and he doesn't need to do pre-study for six or seven courses, and he doesn't need to think about the start of school next year.

Ye Yufan now sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day, and then goes to Jiang Bing to mix with society... Although he has not done anything meaningful, it is undeniable that his mental condition has improved a lot recently, and even his parents feel that he is better than before. Looks better.

During the Spring Festival, when all the children are the most prosperous throughout the year, the members of the Bingyu Gang took the lucky money and gathered in groups of twos and threes to eat, drink and have fun.

Ye Yufan's relatives heard that he was sick and dropped out of school, and gave him a little more New Year's money than in previous years, but Jiang Bing found out before he got the money!

Jiang Bing counted Ye Yufan's pile of money, smiling from ear to ear: "You are such a young master, you are not afraid of being robbed with so much money when you go out!"

The person who stole the money was right in front of him, Ye Yufan stared at him angrily and said, "Return it to me."

Jiang Bing glanced at him and smiled: "The money is in my hands, can I return it to you?"

Ye Yufan was a little annoyed: "There is a limit to how much you can collect protection fees."

Jiang Bing: "What's the matter, are you upset?"

Ye Yufan looked at him with a trace of disobedience in his eyes, this time he didn't want to just compromise like this.

Jiang Bing stuffed the money into his trouser pocket, hooked his fingers at him, and said provocatively, "Come on."

Without saying a word, Ye Yufan raised his fist and waved towards Jiang Bing's face, but Jiang Bing easily grabbed his wrist, and then Ye Yufan swung his left hand quickly, seeing that he could hit the cheek, and was caught again !

Jiang Bing smiled mischievously: "Want to fight with me? You are still young."

He has been the eldest brother for the past few years, and he has a good way of collecting "protection fees": if he collects too much, the younger brother's psychology will be unbalanced, which will affect the atmosphere of the gang;The protection fee varies from person to person, and it must be 200% to 1000% of the pocket money of the other party. It hurts a bit, but it is acceptable.It seems that the [-] yuan that he received from Ye Yufan before was too little for him, and the [-] yuan this time made him feel distressed!

"Let go!" Ye Yufan stared at Jiang Bing fiercely, his dark eyes seemed to shoot out sword light at any time.

Jiang Bing found it very interesting, so he would be angry too!

Ever since I met him, Ye Yufan has always been the one who made Jiang Bing furious with a few words. He is obviously the younger brother, but he looks arrogant. He is obviously younger than himself, but he seems to be more mature than anyone else. A little kid with no hair yet, but looking like a river of sadness and need to be beaten... Jiang Bing is the most upset!

Look, it's nice to be angry!

Jiang Bing dragged the person one by one, and brought them to his eyes. The distance between the two of them was only a fist. Jiang Bing's wolf-like eyes locked on Ye Yufan's face, catching the flinch in the other's eyes, and the violent factor in his blood. Liven up instantly.

"Since you don't accept it, why do you follow me?" He wanted to ask early in the morning, although Ye Yufan once said it was because of loneliness...but is this fucking toy you use to relieve loneliness?

Why don't you go to school with excellent grades, why you can't get used to gangsters but still stay with them, why you are better than yourself in everything but still follow you silently-they are not from the same world at all!

Ah, he was wrong, there is one thing that Ye Yufan can never do better than himself!Even now, with himself in control of his wrist, he could only stare helplessly at himself.

Jiang Bing could directly feel the depression on Ye Yufan's face, it was a joy.

"Look at me, don't you want to hit me?" Jiang Bing continued to tease him.

Ye Yufan's face turned blue and white, he struggled hard, but the opponent's palm remained motionless like iron tongs.

That's right, why would I think of playing actual PK with a gangster?It was really impulsive, Ye Yufan thought of other ways while reflecting on himself: "Let go of me first, I will compare myself to you."

Yoho, calm down pretty fast!Jiang Bing looked at him with a half-smile: "I don't."

Ye Yufan: "..."

Jiang Bing felt that Ye Yufan was already on the verge of eruption, but it was not enough. He wanted to see more... The excited appearance of the other party was like a flame suddenly bursting from the mouth of a lighter in the dark, small but bright.

Facing Jiang Bing like this, Ye Yufan was both angry and powerless. He deeply understood the feeling of "a scholar meets a soldier, it's justifiable and hard to explain". And naive people!

Jiang Bing took advantage of his physical strength, and made more and more progress. He pulled Ye Yufan's hands and hugged him closer to him. If it was anyone else, he would have knocked them down with a few punches, but it was Ye Yufan. I just want to get closer and take a closer look at him.

Ye Yufan was trying to back away, he was not aware of the ambiguity of this posture, but simply wanted to temporarily stay away from this powerful man.

He is also a boy, and he knows that when a male animal has an advantage in a certain area, it is easier to pursue it rather than stop it.

The tips of their noses were so close that they were almost touching, Jiang Bing could even feel Ye Yufan's rapid breathing on his face: "...brother, I just keep it for you, when you want to use the money... um! !!"

The sudden heavy blow made Jiang Bing let go of his hand at once. Ye Yufan quickly took two steps back, watching Jiang Bing bend down in pain, with one hand supporting his waist and the other hand covering the thing in his crotch, and he held back ten seconds later. One word: "...Damn!"

Ye Yufan flicked his wrist and looked at him amusedly: "I told you to let go."

Jiang Bing cursed angrily: "You are a woman! A woman can't beat a man, so she kicks...!"

Ye Yufan laughed: "You've been kicked by a woman before? Can it still work?" He said, and looked at Jiang Bing with sympathy.

Jiang Bing was so angry that he wanted to wait for himself to recover and teach him a good lesson, but when he looked up, he saw Ye Yufan's smiling eyes, and he lost his mind in an instant, as if his heart had been smashed Vibrating up and down like glass marbles.

"Damn..." After a while, a soft complaint escaped from his mouth.

Ye Yufan saw that Jiang Bing had lost the vigor he had just now, so he couldn't help but think back to the strength with which he lifted his knee just now: "Isn't it really crippled?"

It attracted Jiang Bing to say a word from the bottom of his heart: "Get lost!"

In the end, the two each made a compromise, and Jiang Bing gave back 100 yuan to Ye Yufan symbolically, saying, "Once a week, pocket money." Ye Yufan took it speechlessly. Was this bound by the evil bank?Pay in installments!

A few gangsters not far away met each other and whispered: "Hey, look, the relationship between the elder brother and the military adviser is really good!"

"Can the relationship between the leader and the deputy leader be bad?"

"When did the military division become the deputy gang leader?"

"Don't you know? The 'Rain' of our Bingyu Gang represents a military adviser! Then what is he not the deputy gang leader?"

"So that's it! No wonder the leader treats him so well!"

"The Bingyu Gang has such a strong leader and such a smart deputy leader, I feel so lucky..."

"Me too, I think it's good to be alive..."

A few punks squatted in a row, facing the sun, and the spring blossoms.