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Chapter 132

Chapter 132 Self-respect and inferiority

In front of the curved wooden building, next to the ancient well with a missing corner, there is a clump of large sweet-scented osmanthus trees and a grape rack. There is a mat spread on the grape trellis, and wine and meat are placed on the mat. Five young men are sitting on the mat drinking. [] Drinking until they are full,

Bare chest and belly, let loose, point and scold, proud and nothing.

A young man in green robe took a sip of wine, stood up unsteadily, and said, smelling of wine: "Brother Luchan, I accept your fine wine hospitality, my brother is too drunk, so I have to... I have to go back."

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyu, don't leave in a hurry. I recently made a new work. Don't you want to take a look?"

A handsome-looking man in white robe with a slightly pointed chin, whose eyes were reddish due to drunkenness, pulled his sleeve and asked with a smile. This man in white robe was about 27 or 27 years old, probably less than 28 years old.

He was not old enough to grow a beard, so his chin was covered with green stubble.

"Oh? Brother Luchan has another masterpiece?" Brother Xiaoyu sat down again with surprise on his face and urged: "Get it quickly, get it quickly, I will definitely appreciate your masterpiece.

, only then can we leave, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep well tonight.”

The white-robed Xie Luchan laughed loudly, stood up, and walked upstairs. As he walked, he limped, and it turned out that one of his legs was lame.

The man in green shirt is named Murong Xiaoyu. The person sitting to his right, catching a fat chicken and chewing it, is Xu Wushuang. They are all close friends. Xu Wushuang saw Bai Luchan enter the room and leaned over.

, said to Murong Xiaoyu: "Xie Luchan's meat and wine is very delicious, but every time he has to show us his worthless bad paintings, we have to compliment him, which is very off-putting.

Already."

Chen Fangzheng, who was sitting at the table opposite, threw down a cleanly chewed lamb bone and laughed softly: "Brother Wushuang, where did you come from with so much nonsense? This is good wine and meat, and the whole table is full of food. In exchange for a few compliments from you,

There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Xu Wushuang said: "Huh! I have to flatter him every time. I really have no words to say. Hey! Ma Jia, stop drinking. He will die if he drinks. You can tell him later if you don't coax him."

If you are happy, why are you willing to let us get away?"

Ma Xi, who was sitting on the edge and just drinking from a big bowl, put down his wine bowl and said with a smile: "It's done, it's done, I'm just saying it as if I'm pitying this good-for-nothing guy. But... I'm looking at his broken paintings.

It's really not that good, but he always said that some people spent a lot of money to buy his paintings. If he doesn't paint for some days, people will come to urge him. Is it possible? Who in Jinling is so ignorant, but he likes it.

I got his paintings.”

Murong Xiaoyu curled her lips disdainfully: "Huh! He is just bragging. Although I don't dare to boast about my great eyesight, I can still tell whether his paintings are good or bad. They are obviously mediocre, and they are not worth selling even if they are sold.

How much does it cost, he said himself, a painting can be sold for less than 20 yuan, do you believe it?"

Xu Wushuang scratched his head and said: "But... I remember one time when I was having a drink at his place, someone did come to buy paintings."

Chen Fangzheng chuckled and said, "He's such a shameless person, wouldn't he make a show for us by himself?"

Ma Jia coughed and said in a low voice: "Shut up, shut up, it's coming, it's coming."

Several people immediately sat upright and looked expectant.

These people are all Xie Luchan's friends. To be precise, they are a group of hypocritical fair-weather friends, but Xie Luchan doesn't know it yet.

Xie Luchan was a fifteen-year-old candidate with great talent and unlimited future. Unfortunately, something unexpected happened. The next year, he had an accident. One of his legs was disabled and his facial features were abnormal. It was difficult for him to become an official. Moreover, his limbs were mutilated. From then on, he had no chance of an official career. Xie Luchan

Lu Chan was so angry that she went crazy. She went mad for half a year before she gradually returned to normal. From then on, she became depressed and depressed, never touching a book again.

It was not until three years later, with the persuasion of his younger sister, that he regained his spirit and became obsessed with the hobby he had loved since childhood but had given up because his father forced him to study: painting. In order to learn painting, he sold his family's money.

He moved his house to the edge of the city and invested money in a famous teacher to learn painting. From then on, he had spiritual sustenance and became a painting fanatic with his single-minded focus.

Nowadays, the style of painting has gradually matured and begun to be appreciated by some people. Although he does not know who the buyer is, people always come to buy paintings every once in a while. With the income from selling paintings, he can actually ensure that he and his sister have enough food and clothing.

Wuyou, no longer a useless cripple, Xie Luchan was very happy. Over the years, he either devoted himself to painting or drank and had fun with his close friends, and his life was quite happy.

Little did he know that these friends whom he regarded as his confidants were just because their family backgrounds were not as good as his, so they wanted to enjoy his wine and meat, so they borrowed money from him when they were short of money.

Gather around him, flatter him, and make him happy.

"Come on, let's take a look at my "Ancient Plum Orchid Picture". No need to use your hands!"

Xie Luchan opened Murong Xiaoyu's hand and said triumphantly: "This painting has already been reserved by a buyer. If you don't wipe your hands, can you afford to pay for it if it gets dirty?"

Ma Jia quickly said jokingly: "Really? Brother Luchan, how much did you sell this painting for?"

Xie Luchan pretended to be calm, but she could not hide her pride: "It took me two months to collect the style, conceive, brew, and use the brush to complete this painting. If it is less than thirty pieces,

Am I willing to take action? Okay, okay, let’s not talk about this, what’s the meaning of this painting?”

"It's rare, it's rare, it's really rare."

Several friends gathered around in mock admiration. Ma Jia wiped the wine from her mouth and exclaimed: "Wonderful, really wonderful. There is an ancient plum tree, a few plum blossoms, a bird squatting on the branch. A few orchids,

Graceful and graceful, dots are scattered on the sides of the strange rocks. The whole picture is quaint, quiet, and steep. The brushwork is elegant, natural, skillful and vivid. It is truly a rare masterpiece."

"Yes, yes, brother Lu Chan, I am envious of you. Brother Lu Chan is still young and has such attainments in painting. In time, won't he become a great painter? Oh my, my, by then, don't forget today.

Brothers."

A few people's words to each other made Xie Luchan smile and feel extremely proud. At this moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Excuse me, is this the Xie family? Is Mr. Xie Luchan here?"

"Liar! A slutty female thief!"

How can an ordinary family accept a woman who behaves so badly? He knows my details and everything I have done. Once he sees me, how can he accept me? Even if he doesn't mention it today

Now that we are married, how can I hold my head high in front of him? Why should I care for my husband, raise my children, and be a housewife? Will he accept me because of sympathy? Will I like him because of gratitude?

"No, no, no..."

The further she walked, the more frightened Xie Yufei felt. If it hadn't been for the home she could never abandon, and the relatives she could never abandon, she would have turned around and fled long ago, fleeing to the ends of the earth and never coming back.

She didn't want this, she didn't want this, but she had no way to go, really no way to go. Tears were rolling in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to shed them.

When she was five years old, she was still an innocent and lively little girl who was inexperienced in the world. At that time, her brother was still the pride of her heart. Every time she went out, the most praise she heard from the neighbors was for her brother, because he was fifteen years old.

She was admitted as a scholar at the age of 10. People said that he was a star from the music world and was destined to be a high official in the future. Therefore, even the little sisters in the neighborhood did not dare to bully her. She had always felt that the Xie family had such a brother.

Pride and pride.

Although she was still young at the time, she clearly remembered the day of the accident. She asked her mother for some money and bought a candy figure. She ran and played with her friends on the street, and then got a very luxurious car.

The carriage rushed over so fast that she was petrified and didn't know how to dodge. Then her brother rushed over and pushed her away. The wheel ran over her brother's legs. She still remembers her brother's cry of pain.

A scream.

It was a car belonging to a wealthy official's family, and the problem was over after paying a few coins. My brother's legs were crippled, and his star fell. The future that was destined to be brilliant and beautiful suddenly became bleak. My brother became worried and angry.

Mad, he was in a daze those days, and everyone thought he would never wake up again and become a madman from then on.

My mother, who was originally depressed because of her father's death, fell ill again because of her brother's affairs. When her brother's condition just improved, the mother who supported her sick body and took care of the family passed away and followed her father. If not

At that time, there were two loyal family members at home, and she really didn't know how the family could survive.

Some years later, she grew up.

A few years later, my brother became obsessed with painting. Despite her encouragement and support, he failed to achieve anything and his family became increasingly poor. His temper became increasingly irritable, and he started to suffer from relapses.

A few years later, the two old family members had to leave her home and make a living on their own. There was no filial son in front of her bed after a long illness, let alone a family member. The Xie family had treated her with all their kindness, and she was only grateful but without any resentment.

Hate.

At this time, she met Feifei and Feifei's mother, a former woman who once traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River. When she was most prosperous, she could even visit princes' mansions and have close contact with the emissary's daughter and Mrs. Gaoming. Now she has washed her hands of good deeds and is content with being ordinary.

A female thief, a master of the Fengzi Sect.

So, she began to use her weak shoulders to support her home.

People say that an eldest brother is like a father, but she is like a younger sister like a mother.

She did not formally become an apprentice, but with her talent and intelligence, she relied on bits and pieces of tricks and tricks she learned from Nan Feifei's mother, and became a new generation of female snitches. She didn't have to steal or rob.

, with only a clever mind, at a young age, he has deceived many adults who are so clever that they are confused.

Her brother's paintings were finally "appreciated", and the Xie family's family situation began to improve. She was very satisfied. The only regret in her heart was probably that the whereabouts of the family to which her father had betrothed her since she was a child had been unknown, leaving her to live with her little sister.

He became a laughingstock because of this incident.

Now, he is finally here, but...

"Will he like me? No!"

What he said to Miss Peng in Longxing Temple has always been deeply remembered in her heart. She also lied to others, but she would not lie to the people closest to her. What she said to the people closest to her in private,

That must be the truth. Besides, as soon as he sees her, he will know his identity immediately. Who would accept a female liar? She is not worthy of being a concubine, but she still wants to be the wife of a very respectable health worker?

"sister?"

When the two of them arrived in front of the courtyard gate, Nan Feifei couldn't help but feel worried when she saw her looking confused and staring.

"Um?"

Xie Yufei woke up and blinked away the tears in her eyes. Her stubborn and strong personality drove away the anxiety and fear in her heart: "After so many years, without you, haven't I survived alone? I would rather spend my whole life.

I won’t get married, and I won’t allow anyone to destroy everything I have maintained over the years! You can’t afford me, but I can’t afford myself, so why should I be afraid of you? I’m not afraid of you!”

Xie Yufei bit her silver teeth, like a soldier stepping into the battlefield, and said resolutely: "Let's go!"

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