Sitting on the cross-border trading group, the country is chasing after it

After the lawsuit was over, Xi Xinlan donated the more than 10,000 yuan in compensation she received, completely slapping the faces of those netizens who said that she chose to sue just to get more compensation.

She also very firmly posted her last blog post on the social platform, expressing her gratitude for everyone's attention over the past year and her gratitude to the kind netizens who believed in and supported her.

At the beginning of the case, these netizens gave her selfless help.

Teach her how to collect evidence online and how to find a lawyer.

At the same time, she would like to thank the two girls for their company during this period. She had never met them before, but they were able to accompany her through this last difficult time.

Now that the lawsuit is over, whether for her own sake, to reassure her son in heaven, or to repay kind people, she should step out of the shadows and start her new life.

[Oh my god, Auntie is willing to let it go. That's great. Congratulations.]

[I was worried before that my aunt would not be able to hold on after the lawsuit, but now that I’ve read your blog post, I feel relieved.]

[Auntie, you can go out more often to relax. You can come to my place to play. Mom and I can pick you up! ]

After Xi Xinlan finished posting the blog post, she took Jiang Ruochu into Lin Yuanhang's room. The layout here had not changed at all and it was spotlessly clean.

Xi Xinlan carefully took out all the paintings she had collected.

"These are all my son's old paintings. Which one do you want?"

At the beginning, Jiang Ruochu approached Xi Xinlan in the name of buying a painting. Although this was actually an excuse, Xi Xinlan always treated it as the truth and kept it in mind.

Jiang Ruochu had never seen Lin Yuanhang's paintings before. When she saw them today, she found that Lin Yuanhang was really talented. He was just in college, but he had already mastered space and color very skillfully.

Art is indeed a very cruel thing. Hard work and talent are both indispensable, but there is often a huge gap between hard work and talent.

After Jiang Ruochu looked through two paintings, his eyes were fixed on the third painting.

This is a painting with a dark red background. The person in the painting is stuck in a quagmire. Bloody lines are coming from all directions, tightly wrapping around him, making it difficult to breathe.

He stretched out his hands towards the sky in pain, and there was a faint golden light above the sky.

The world is too dark, and this ray of golden light can never break through the thick fog and dark clouds to shine on people.

"This is the last painting that Hanghang drew. Do you like it?"

Jiang Ruochu said "hmm". The other paintings were also beautiful, but this one was the most shocking.

"Then take it away. This painting is in the best place in your hands." Xi Xinlan said solemnly, "I'm giving it to you, not selling it."

Xi Xinlan was afraid that Jiang Ruochu would refuse, so she said firmly: "For me, these paintings cannot be measured by money, and it is most appropriate to give them to you."

Jiang Ruochu stared at Xi Xinlan's determined eyes. After a while, she nodded seriously: "Okay, I will send it to where it should go."

"Auntie, I'm going back now. Come and play with me when you have time."

Cui Xuemeng also said: "Auntie, I have to go back too. You have to take care of yourself. I can come to see you often during the winter and summer vacations."

"Oh, okay, thank you very much. You two are both good kids." Xi Xinlan reluctantly put her arm around one of them. "I wish Xiaochu's work will go more smoothly, and Xiaomeng, you can get into a good university!"

The three of them hugged each other, the sunlight came through the window, shining on them, painting them with brilliant golden color.

As long as the sun shines, hope will shine too.

After Jiang Ruochu returned, he did find the best place for Lin Yuanhang's paintings.

Art exhibition.

This is a touring exhibition organized by the National Arts Centre.

The exhibition consists of three major areas: the Ancient Chinese Exhibition, the Modern Chinese Exhibition and the Precious Foreign Art Exhibition.

Modern exhibitions only select paintings by contemporary masters. Logically, Lin Yuanhang's paintings are not worthy of advancement.

However, the National Art Center wanted to borrow the auction items that Jiang Ruchu had taken out for the exhibition. Since they wanted to borrow them, they must show some sincerity. Originally, the person in charge of the exhibition had some complaints, but after seeing Lin Yuanhang's paintings, he was quite shocked and agreed to Jiang Ruchu's request.

Jiang Ruochu added golden cold light above the painting, turning it into a dynamic exhibition.

At first, just a light came on and a beam of light shone down.

Then, a second light came on and a second beam of light shone down.

More and more light gathered together and shone on the person in the painting.

The strong light seemed to dispel the darkness around and gave people hope. Under the painting was a label with Lin Yuanhang's name on it. Under the light, the dim nameplate became brighter and brighter.

As soon as this news came out, coupled with the cyber violence lawsuit that just ended, it immediately caused heated discussion online.

[Wow, this design is amazing when paired with this painting. ]

[I was able to draw such a picture in college. I punched myself twice for learning how to draw. ]

【There will always be sunshine, please take care and move forward. 】

[Who came up with this idea? It's amazing. ]

[I was lucky enough to see it during the preview. Everyone should definitely go and see it live. It was really shocking, especially when I saw Lin Yuanhang's name light up, I got goose bumps.]

[If there were more positive comments, many tragedies would not have happened. Please be more sunny! ]

[Ahhh, it’s not that I don’t want to see it, but now the tickets for the official exhibition are hard to get! All the tickets for one week are sold out! ]

[Official news: New tickets will be released at 2pm, sisters, hurry up. ]

[Why did you say this out loud? Won’t it be even harder to snatch it then? ]

Xi Xinlan, who was traveling abroad, couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw the report about the exhibition.

Jiang Ruochu always does what he says.

Giving her son's painting the best place gave it the most important meaning.

As the preview was very successful, the art center was delighted and satisfied, and warmly invited Jiang Ruochu to visit before the official opening.

This means that Jiang Ruochu can quietly and freely appreciate each exhibit.

This is super VIP treatment that money cannot buy.

Jiang Ruochu works in the auction industry, and it would be good to be able to appreciate these exhibits up close and carefully, and broaden his horizons, so Jiang Ruochu readily agreed.

The art center also sent an interpreter to follow Jiang Ruochu and explain the exhibits to her.

"This is a sacrificial tripod from Western Anume. They believe that through human sacrifice, they can gain the protection of the gods and bless the coming year with good weather and good harvests."

"These sacrifices were usually slaves and prisoners of war."

"The tripod we see now was used to hold human blood in the past. There is a small hole at the bottom of the tripod that looks like a mouth. Today's experts speculate that it was a tool used to drain the stored blood."

"Even though 3,500 years have passed, traces of blood can still be detected in the container."

"Also unearthed with this sacrificial tripod were ninety-nine skulls inlaid with jewels and shells."

“For this exhibition, we have borrowed a human skull.”

Jiang Ruochu looked at the sacrificial tripod and the human skull. Over the past thousand years, the surface of the sacrificial tripod had been covered with green copper rust, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

As for the human skull, it looked even more weird. The bones were inlaid with jewels and seemed very gorgeous, but the empty eye sockets were like a dark abyss. Looking at it for even a second would make one feel scared.

Jiang Ruochu could feel the disturbing aura emanating from these two artifacts, not to mention the black egg.

When he followed Jiang Ruochu and approached the two cultural relics, he could see the dark hostility and resentment rising into the sky.

The sacrificial cauldron has existed since the establishment of the Western Anumean Dynasty and has been used by the rulers of the dynasty for more than four hundred years. Tens of thousands of innocent souls have died in this cauldron. Slaves and prisoners of war had their limbs chopped off alive, and then were held like objects and placed on the edge of the sacrificial cauldron to draw their blood.

They were filled with fear and resentment of death and the rulers.

There is no dish more delicious than this to relieve the resentment and hatred accumulated over thousands of years.

Heidan sucked hard, and the full power spread throughout his body.

It was as if heaven and earth were colliding with each other, bones began to grow, and blood began to flow.

He can finally transform!