My personal school belle president

Chapter 1210 The woman in the painting! (Part 2)
The room is not big, and it still has a faint musty smell.

In the whole house, even the TV sets are old color TV sets with a faint layer of dust on them.The sofa was also tattered, with one leg missing and raised on tiptoe with bricks.

The only valuable thing is probably a laptop on the table, and I don't know if it is broken.

"Is there no one at home?"

Qin Yang frowned, looked at the empty room and said.

The red-haired girl shrugged her shoulders: "My uncle probably went out to pick up trash again. As you can see, our family is very poor. As for your car money, there is no other way except for me to be your daughter-in-law gone."

"Knowing that you are poor, you haven't studied hard, hang out with those little bastards all day long, and dress like a chicken."

Qin Yang said coldly.

The red-haired girl curled her lips: "I'm stupid, and I feel sleepy when I read a book. Anyway, I won't be able to pass the college entrance examination. I'll find an entertainment place and work part-time in the future. And I'm pretty pretty too."

Although the girl showed a very cheerful expression, there was still inadvertent helplessness in the depths of her eyes.

Qin Yang shook his head, sat on the sofa, and said lightly, "Where are your parents?"

"I don't know, I probably died after I was born. Anyway, my uncle dragged me up since I was a child." The girl said with a smile, her expression flashed a bit sad.

Well, it's another bloody orphan family.

Qin Yang sighed.

At this moment, a coquettishly dressed woman walked in, with a slender figure, but she couldn't hide the dusty aura on her body, she looked like a young lady.

She twisted her hips, glanced at Qin Yang, and said to the red-haired girl with a smile: "Hey, Xiaohong, there are guests at home. It can't be that you are hanging on, how much is it for a night?"

"Tch, I'm not as coquettish as you." The red-haired girl said disdainfully.

The woman giggled and said, "Forget it, I'm not joking with you. Should I pay back the 3000 yuan I borrowed last time? You've already delayed it for two months."

"This one……"

The red-haired girl showed embarrassment, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sister Xia, let's give it a few more days."

"Grace? I am also in urgent need of money recently, so hurry up and pay back. Your uncle picks up garbage all day long, and he sold a lot of money, right? Can't you get 3000 yuan?"

"Uncle Qi has spent all his money on medicines, and the family only has a few dollars left over in food, why don't I pay you back five dollars first?"

"Five yuan?" The woman snorted, thought for a while, and said calmly, "I heard that your uncle has an antique painting, and he took it out and sold it. It should be able to exchange for a lot of money."

Hearing this, the red-haired girl's complexion changed, and she immediately spread her hands: "I've never heard of any antique paintings."

The woman snorted coldly, and her pair of wonderful eyes slowly patrolled the room. After a while, her eyes fell on the sofa under Qin Yang, she nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Handsome guy, move your butt?" The woman walked up to Qin Yang and said with a smile.

Seeing Qin Yang's indifferent face, unmoved, she pursed her lips, knelt down, and groped under the sofa by herself.

As soon as he bent down, a large piece of white snow came out from the neckline, the mountains were beautiful and very attractive.

Qin Yang was expressionless and didn't bother to look at it.

The red-haired girl looked troubled, and said in a low voice: "Sister Xia, don't look for it, my uncle's antique painting is just a piece of junk, and it's really not worth a lot of money."

"Whether it's worth it or not, you'll know when you take it out and have a look," the woman said.

After a while, her eyes lit up, as if she had found something, she took out a long box from under the sofa, which probably contained some kind of antique painting.

"I said Xiaohong, your uncle is also wonderful, you two can't even eat, why are you still guarding this broken treasure? If it is really an antique, sell it quickly, and improve your life, don't come It's time to walk on the path of sister."

The woman sighed and shook her head speechlessly.

"Sister Xia, my uncle regards this painting as a treasure. You must not touch it recklessly. If he finds out, he will probably be pissed to death."

Xiaohong came over to grab the scroll, but was pushed away by the woman.

"Let me check first to see if it is an antique. If it is a painting by Tang Bohu or other famous monuments, then I will post it."

The girl opened the box as she spoke.

Inside was indeed an old picture scroll, which was a bit heavy to hold, with red ropes tied at both ends.

"Uncle, do me a favor and lend me some money."

Xiao Hong leaned close to Qin Yang, shook his arm and begged in a low voice, "This painting is my uncle's treasure, it must not be paid off."

"Since you have the ability to borrow money from others, why can't you pay it back? Borrowing money and repaying the money is a matter of course. If someone is a young man, 3000 yuan is worth four or five guns."

Qin Yang said lightly.

The girl blushed pretty, and pouted: "I just want to buy a computer, you are so rich, lend me some first, and when I earn money, I will return it to you."

Qin Yang shrugged, expressing that he was helpless.

"Huh? What the hell?"

At this moment, the woman made a surprised sound.

She unfolded the painting angrily, and said to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, is your uncle sick, holding a modern painting and an antique? Look, there is not even a signature on it."

Xiaohong smiled wryly: "I told you earlier, this painting is worthless, you still don't believe it."

At this time, Qin Yang also looked up,

However, in the next second, his eyes widened, showing shock.

I saw a girl in the painting. The girl was very beautiful. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was wearing a green dress and a long gauze.

But if you look closely at those eyes, there is a bit of mischievousness hidden, which adds a bit of agility to the girl.

"Forget it, I'll take this painting to the experts at the Calligraphy and Painting Appreciation Center to see, maybe it was painted by a figure at the master level?"

The woman rolled up the painting and was about to leave.

"stop!"

At this time, Qin Yang suddenly uttered a cold drink.

The voice was a bit too sudden, which startled both Xiaohong and Miss Xia.

Sister Xia patted her chest and stared at Qin Yang: "You are sick."

Unexpectedly, Qin Yang took out a stack of money, threw it into her arms, and at the same time took the painting in her hand, and said calmly: "That's 1 yuan, take it and roll!"

"No, you..."

The woman stared blankly at the thick stack of banknotes in her hand, a little confused.

"Still leaving? Then leave the money!" Qin Yang said lightly.

"Don't, don't, I'll get out right away."

The woman was so frightened that she quickly clutched the money, for fear of being snatched by Qin Yang.When she walked to the door, she turned back anxiously and asked, "Is this 1 yuan really given to me? If you want it in the future, I won't give it to you?"

Seeing Qin Yang just staring at the painting and ignoring her, he cursed secretly for being crazy, then walked away quickly with his big butt twisting.

"Uncle, is money so handsome?"

The red-haired girl had stars shining in her eyes, and she said enviously, "Why don't I be your little secretary, age is not the difference."

But at this moment, Qin Yang's mind is all on this painting, and he doesn't bother to care about what she says.

"Uncle, do you know the woman in this painting?"

Seeing Qin Yang looking so seriously, Xiao Hong tried to say.

After a while, Qin Yang exhaled lightly, and said lightly: "Of course I know."

"Ah? You really know her, who is she?"

The girl was a little dumbfounded.

Qin Yang looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face on the painting, and said calmly, "Liu Ruqing, my mother."

(End of this chapter)