The old lady is reborn

"Me and Huai'an."

"This was painted by Huai'an?!" Li Tubo couldn't help but be surprised.

Wang Dong was delighted: "Zou Tong, you are done, you are not the only one."

"Go to hell, you're the one who's done for. You haven't been home yet, your wife must have packed her bags and gone back to her parents' home again."

Wang Dongxi's face changed, and Li Tubo waved his hand: "Go back quickly."

Wang Dongxi ran away in a panic. Li Tubo looked at the two paintings again: "This Rong Huaian is really a talent."

Zou Tong asked: "You haven't said which one is more similar yet." After saying that, he shook the painting in his left hand.

"Of course yours is more similar, but Huai'an can't go wrong with this photo."

Li Tubo asked again: "Which apprentice do you have?"

"No, no, he is eager to learn and comes to ask me, and I have indeed given him some guidance." He couldn't help but sound a little proud.

Li Tubo said: "In addition to giving advice on portrait painting, you can also teach everyone how to coax their wives.

You often stay up late instead of going home, so why doesn't your wife make a fuss?"

“In fact, we did have some quarrels, but those who didn’t break up over the years have all managed to get through it.

It’s not that I have any tricks, it’s that my wife is soft-hearted.

I am a portrait artist, and I am not like them in the past, who were either silent or had bad tempers. "

When Dou Fengnian was mentioned inadvertently, both of them would be silent for a while.

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When Hua received the news and learned that her son had been detained, she knew that she probably could not save him.

For a moment I didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

From now on, no one would beat her or force her to pay.

But for most of his life, he was the only dearest son he had, and in the end, it was all in vain.

If in the end, you have to wait for your hair to turn white before your hair turns black, then you will be alone in the world for the rest of your life, and it seems that there is no hope.

What did I do wrong, or what step did I take wrong that led my son to this point?

Suddenly I thought of Nizi again, and my heart ached. Ever since the neighbors came to block the door, my son has never come back.

If it was really my son who did it, and if Nizi really can't come back, is this my own fault?

The new neighbors now don't pay much attention to her family. After today's commotion, the incident of her son assaulting her in the past was dug up and spread again.

Because he and his son bought a fake household registration and participated in gambling, they were both imprisoned for six months. This matter was known to everyone. The neighbors avoided him as much as possible.

The money that was originally enough for him to live a good life was spent by his son, and he himself became mute.

Hua suddenly became completely desperate. She lost her son, reputation, and money. She became disabled and ended up killing a little girl.

She walked into the yard. This tree should be strong enough. She hadn't eaten properly in recent days and had lost a lot of weight, so it should be able to hold on.

Hua was afraid that she would buy fake medicine again and suffer in vain in excruciating pain, so she decided to hang herself.

Even if it hurts, it will only hurt for a while and it will be gone after it passes.

She threw a strong hemp rope over the branch of the tree, tied a knot, and moved a stool over.

At the same time, several people were walking in this street, asking everyone they met where Hua lived.

Although the people here don't like the Hua family very much, they will naturally answer directions when someone asks for them politely.

These people came to the house where Hua lived and knocked on the door for a long time but no one responded.

One of them pushed the door open and peeked inside through the crack. He saw a woman hanging on a tree in the yard, swaying in the air.

Is this hanging?!

The man was so frightened that he took two steps back, screamed and fell to the ground.