Nongmen tranquility

Chapter 325 Five years ago

The sky began to rain, traces of it, as clear as the weather on that day five years ago.

Cheng Si, who was chewing pig grass with tears in his eyes, unconsciously remembered five years ago.

Five years ago, Ruan Jingyun's paintings were quite famous in Annan. At that time, he was still a 17-year-old boy. He was just married and had no interest in learning, but he loved painting.

Originally, at his age, he would not casually worship others as teachers, but after seeing Ruan Jingyun's paintings, he admired them very much, so he entrusted someone to worship Ruan Jingyun as his teacher. Come to class, take one day off every five days...

At that time, someone often came to him to play, and told him that Ruan Jingyun taught you that you have a talent for painting, but secretly sneered at you. Otherwise, why did you only learn the basics after studying for so long? He didn't teach advanced drawing skills at all, and it was obviously to put him in the same position as those ten-year-old children to fool him.

The man also said that Ruan Jingyun taught him at the beginning because his family could afford the money, and he was very angry when he was young and boasted that he was a bit talented, so he went to question the husband.

Mr. Li severely criticized him, saying that he was impatient and his foundation was weak, and only by laying a good foundation can he make great progress. At that time, he didn't believe a word.

Thinking about it now, I can't help feeling sad.

Regardless of whether the master is right or not, he is indeed frustrated, and the master has indeed worshiped him as a teacher, and taught him to learn painting from the bottom of his heart.

Even if on the day of the accident, the husband drank some wine and looked a little crazy and looked at him very scary, even if the person told him that the husband suspected that he had an affair with his wife and wanted to harm him, but the husband did not hurt him after all, but he did ...

He really didn't know where the knife came from.

I don't know how the knife got into his hand.

I don't even know how the dozen or so knives were stabbed.

When he woke up, the husband had already fallen into a pool of blood, and he was stunned.

It was that person who helped him deal with the aftermath, told him that he was only defending himself, told him that the surname Ruan deserved what he did, told him that he looked very heroic, and said...

This is what he told himself all these years.

Can……

A teacher for one day, a father for life.

Even if the husband suspects that he has something to do with the teacher's wife, but he has not done anything, at most let him beat him up and drive him away, so what? Why is he so impulsive?
Speaking of which, it is really retribution.

Since then.

He is also ruined.

He has never painted again, let alone read books. He was also a romantic and talented man back then, but now he is just a vulgar guy who can only drink and brag.

Isn't such a person the person he looked down on the most back then?

But he listened to the man's words, not only did not repent, but also twisted the facts time and time again to brag and smear Mr., and finally made the sky angry and people complained, and it was his turn to be an animal.

In fact, for so many years, he has no regrets in his heart.

Otherwise, I wouldn't say those things again and again to paralyze myself and convince myself that it's right.

Nor do you get drunk over and over again.

For so many years, he was walking dead.

Since he made a mistake, he had to make amends, but he no longer had the chance to make amends.

I'm afraid this whole body of pork can't atone for the crime of deceiving and killing teachers.

In the dark night, it was raining, and a pig didn't sleep, looking up at the starry sky that didn't exist on a rainy night, it was so weird no matter how you looked at it.

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(End of this chapter)