Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 548 Beijing Rhyme
"The little girl in the painting is holding the drum and drum board of the Jingyun Dagu." Qin Hui said softly to the painting, "Look, the girl's back is a huge Jingyun Dagu that has been blurred."

"That's right. This is a little girl who is practicing Jingyun Drum." Lin Qingfeng saw the name of the painting—"Jingyun" written on the label.

really!

"Although I don't know much about painting, I rarely see paintings with this theme." Qin Hui liked this painting very much as soon as she saw it, and it just fit her personality.

"Shall we buy it? It just happens to hang in our little villa." Lin Qingfeng's little villa in Jinmen will be their wedding room in the future, and it has already been decorated.Now the soft decoration is still being added one after another.

Originally, it was agreed that his parents would move in after the decoration was completed, but now they also want to wait until they get married to see the situation.

"But, look!" Qin Hui pointed to the label of the painting, which clearly stated "not for sale".

"It's not 'not for sale'. Maybe it will be sold in the future."

"Well. Let's take a look inside."

Qin Hui took Lin Qingfeng's hand and walked into the depths of the gallery.

The gallery is actually not very deep, but after a few bends inwards, it returns to the foyer.

There are paintings hanging, and unexpectedly several works feature this little girl with shofar braids and dimples as the main character.

It's just that some of the little girls are swinging, some are doing homework, and some are playing with puppies.

When they walked to the end of the gallery, it was a work with the largest painting area!

The screen is obviously a big stage.On the stage is still the little girl with shofar braids and dimples.

The difference is that the braid is folded into two small hairpins, one on the left and one on the left, which looks very naughty.

The clothes on his body are a small red cheongsam.The dimple is also faint, with a serious expression.

In front of the little girl was a Beijing rhyme drum. She was standing in front of a standing microphone, holding a drum stick and a drum board, and was performing to Wu Yangyang's audience.

Seeing this, Qin Hui suddenly covered his mouth.

Yes.From the first time she saw that "Jing Yun", she had some doubts.

Until she saw this masterpiece, she was sure of one thing.

This little girl with braids and dimples on her face is herself!

This stage performance of Jingyun Dagu is the scene when she held her first special performance at the age of 15!

She also combed two small hairdos and wore a small red cheongsam, exactly the same!
"It's you, right?" Lin Qingfeng put his arms around Qin Hui's shoulders, "Not only you remember, but the audience remembers, and others also remember."

They stood in front of this painting and looked at it for a long time, and the name of the painting also showed at a glance that the person in the painting was Qin Hui.

"Hua".

Isn't that her name!

After standing there for a long time, Lin Qingfeng supported Qin Hui and slowly returned to the hall.

Qin Hui walked to the bar eagerly, wanting to ask who the authors of these paintings were.

The little girl behind the bar replied with a smile, "It's our boss."

"Then your boss..."

"She's here." The little girl looked at the booth.

At this time, the "guest" who was originally sitting in the deck slowly stood up from his seat.

Qin Hui didn't pay special attention to this elderly "guest" when she first entered the door, and now she is also walking towards the booth.

A brick red sweater coat and a shawl of the same color, and a head of gray hair pulled up high.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses further accentuated the bookish temperament of this middle-aged woman.

The moment she got up, the woman accidentally knocked over the coffee in hand, but she didn't care.

The coffee quickly spilled over the tablecloth and the book in front of her.

Two meters apart, the two stopped.

Like a TV show.Qin Hui suddenly had such an idea in his heart.

Then, she smiled.She laughed too.

"Mom. It's really you."

Yes, this middle-aged woman, the owner of the "Waiting" gallery, and the author of the painting is Qin Hui's biological mother, Ms. Wu Di.

After she separated from Qin Hui's father, her new family was in Japan, where she has been running a gallery and selling her own paintings.

Wu Di himself is also an art student, and he is well-known in the industry, otherwise he would not have led his daughter to the art path.

Since Wu Di learned of his terminal illness, he did not receive hospital treatment. Instead, after discussing with his current husband in Japan, he temporarily put down his gallery business in Japan and returned to China to open this new gallery.

Running around from time to time, if it wasn't for signs of deterioration, she probably wouldn't beg fourth aunt and fourth uncle to help her find a way to see her daughter this time.

She put the award-winning "Jing Yun" outside the gallery on purpose, hoping that her daughter would be able to see it when she passed by one day.

But it was not a coincidence that Qin Hui came to the "waiting meeting" this time.

It was completely arranged by Lin Qingfeng.

The fourth uncle had told Lin Qingfeng about Qin Hui's mother before, and hoped that he could encourage the two to meet.

When Qin Hui had the idea of ​​traveling, Lin Qingfeng pushed it along, and this was the reason for this trip to Hangzhou.

It's not that Qin Hui doesn't miss her mother, it's just that there is a knot in her heart that has been accumulated for many years, and there is no breakthrough for a while, so she can't untie it.

When the mother really stood in front of her, all the knots of blood and family relationship were suddenly broken.

The mother and daughter met each other with silly smiles, and it was Lin Qingfeng who reminded everyone to sit down and chat.

Only then did Qin Hui come to her senses, and sat down with her mother.

"I really grew up, and I still look so good." Ms. Wu Di lowered her head with a slightly ashamed expression, "It's me...I'm sorry for you, Xiao Hui. Back then..."

"Mom, don't mention what happened back then, it's all in the past." Qin Hui picked up a tissue and handed it to her mother, "I'm fine, and you should be fine too."

"Yes. Yes. Everyone should be well." Wu Di took the tissue and took Qin Hui's hand, "I want to see you when I come back this time, and I'm afraid you don't want to see me. I also asked your fourth aunt."

"Mom. Me too... Me too..."

The two mother and daughter were talking to each other about what they hadn't seen for many years, and Lin Qingfeng walked away quietly.

It is probably Qin Hui's own wish to untie Qin Hui's knot and make mother and daughter reconcile.

After a long time, the two mother and daughter were crying and laughing.

It was finally agreed that Qin Hui would go to Japan to see her in the coming year.

When Qin Hui walked to the dressing room, Wu Di came in front of Lin Qingfeng.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin."

"Auntie, you're welcome. It's the best thing to resolve the past between you and Qin Hui."

"I'll leave Qin Hui to you in the future. I guess I won't be able to come back to China often. I'll have to be hospitalized when I go back."

"I will bring Qin Hui to see you."

"I didn't tell her about the illness. I'll talk about it later. I'm afraid..."

"You can treat it with peace of mind. But you still have to tell her about the illness. If in the future...she will regret it for the rest of her life."

"Okay. I'll talk to her when I get a chance."

……

After Wu Di returned to Japan, he told Qin Hui about his illness during a phone call.

(End of this chapter)