Don't bother, the real daughter, she is recommended to Qingbei Zhibo

When the original brother and sister wanted each other to die immediately, Ning Zhi was dragged to the antique market by Tan Ying.

On one day off every week, Ye Xinran wanted to take her and Mo Xiruo to watch a movie. However, Ning Zhi was invited by Tan Ying in advance, and only the two of them could watch the movie.

Ning Zhi was still a little surprised when they were in the car, "I checked the information yesterday and heard that most of the products sold here are fakes. Why did you bring me here?"

Tan Ying glanced at the navigation, and after listening to Ning Zhi's words, she couldn't help but chuckle and said: "There are indeed a lot of fakes, but not all of them. Some stores will leave the genuine products to big customers or knowledgeable people. As for For these scattered stalls outside, you can only rely on your eyesight to determine whether they are real or fake.”

"That probably has nothing to do with me."

Tan Ying found a place to park the car, then patted himself, "Isn't it me? Trust my eyesight."

The two first went to Tan Ying's friend's store to pick up things. When they came out, Ning Zhi was still holding candies and chocolates given by Tan Ying's friend. This made her dumbfounded. Was she being treated like a child?

"Take a look around here and tell me if there's anything you like. I won't let you suffer."

Ning Zhi really didn't know much about these things. She just glanced at the things on the roadside stalls. There was really nothing that made her interested.

But when the street was about to come to an end, Ning Zhi's attention was attracted by the young man at the end of the street. To be precise, it was a painting placed on the stall in front of the young man.

The painting was a Chinese landscape painting, and it didn't look like anything outstanding, but Ning Zhi felt a little familiar.

The young man wore a hood and looked down at the book. He was very surprised when he found someone parked in front of his stall. He looked around to confirm that they had not gone to the wrong stall, and then stood up quickly.

Hearing Ning Zhi ask about the hanging painting, the young man paused, looking a little uncomfortable, "That was painted by a good friend of my father's. He was once the vice president of the National Painting and Calligraphy Association, and his surname was Su."

Ning Zhi's heart trembled when she heard this surname. Familiar memories came to her heart. She suddenly understood why she felt that this painting looked familiar.

It's not that she has seen this painting before, but this style of painting is very familiar to her.

It's her adoptive mother, Su Lan.

Su Lan changed this name for herself after she got rid of the past and was admitted to Yan Normal University.

The signature on this painting was also in a font that Ning Zhi was familiar with. Now she could be 100% sure that this painting was painted by her adoptive mother, Su Lan.

Ning Zhi clenched her fingers slightly and asked seemingly calmly: "Then why do you want to sell the painting given by your father's friend?"

The young man pursed his lips, "This has nothing to do with whether you want to buy this painting, right?"

"The author of this painting is my mother," Ning Zhi chose to tell the truth.

The young man was stunned, and his face turned red when he realized it. He quickly put away the painting, and looked at Ning Zhi with embarrassment and guilt, "I'm sorry, I...my dad didn't know that I came out to sell things, let alone that I I want to sell this painting.”

"why?"

"My dad needs an operation, but all the money our family had before was used to treat my illness. Now we can't even come up with 50,000 yuan. When I was sick, my relatives borrowed all the money. At present, our family still has If they don’t have the ability to repay, they don’t want to borrow anymore, which I understand, but they have to find a way to get it together.”

Ning Zhi was startled. As he spoke, the boy had already wrapped the painting and handed it over. The boy was still a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry."

"I can lend you money. I want to meet your father, is that okay?"

The young man obviously didn't expect Ning Zhi to say such words. He even thought he heard wrong and asked, "What?"

Ning Zhi repeated what she said with a very serious expression.

The young man hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement. Tan Ying didn't speak during the whole process. It was inconvenient for her to interfere in Ning Zhi's affairs, so she could only be careful not to let her get hurt.

There were not many things on the stall, so the young man quickly put them all into a box and put them on the modified rack behind his bicycle. He took Ning Zhi and Tan Ying with him, turned a few corners, and finally passed through the narrow In the alley, I walked into a home of less than thirty square meters.

There was a middle-aged man wearing glasses lying half-lying on the double bed. The man was reading the newspaper in his hand seriously. He subconsciously looked up when he heard the voice.

"Dad, this sister said she is Aunt Su Lan's daughter."

The man was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed, and he covered his mouth and coughed violently.

The young man stepped forward quickly. After being glared at by his father, he stood aside with a nervous expression holding a water glass.

The man looked at Ning Zhi. After calming down, he asked her in a dumb voice, "Su Lan is your mother?"

Ning Zhi nodded and pulled out her mother's photo from her phone, "If we are talking about the same person."

The photo was taken by Ning Zhi. The woman looked gently in the direction of the camera, her eyes full of smiles.

"It's her." A look of nostalgia appeared on the man's face, "Su Lan is my junior high school girl. At that time, the teacher often praised the junior high school girl as being very talented in Chinese painting. If she had studied systematically when she was young, her achievements would definitely be more than that. "

"How is your mother? She hasn't come back to Yanjing for so many years, and she has almost lost contact with us."

Ning Zhi pursed her lips slightly and whispered: "My mother passed away. She died in a car accident seven years ago."

The man's face suddenly turned pale, "What about your father? Where is Ning Ru?"

"They walked together."

The enamel water glass in the man's hand fell to the ground with a clang. He looked at Ning Zhi with eyes full of disbelief.

Ning Zhi hugged the painting and told him something. The man gradually came back to his senses, but his face was still pale.

When Ning Zhi left, she also took away some of her mother's paintings, and what she left behind was enough to pay for the man's surgery.

"I didn't expect that I would get such an unexpected harvest by bringing you here once," Tan Ying said with emotion.

"I didn't expect it. I'm really surprised." Ning Zhi remembers that her mother didn't paint very much, so she kept very few at home. It was an unexpected surprise for her to get her mother's paintings this time. The happiest thing.

For this reason, Ning Zhi made a special trip back home and sent all these things to the study.

Ning Danyue came back at this time. She was slightly startled when she saw the painting spread out on the desk, "Xiao Qi, isn't this your mother's painting? Why did you take it out?"

Ning Zhi looked over in surprise. Her aunt recognized it at a glance as her mother's painting?

"Auntie, how did you recognize me?"

"I've seen a lot of your mother's paintings," Ning Danyue approached and said with a smile while helping her organize her things.

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