I fell through the tunnel and brought my family to live a good life

After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms. Xu Congyi put the scrolls and envelopes he had brought from the Grand Tutor's Mansion on the dining table, and took out auxiliary tools such as a magnifying glass, preparing to study them with Shen Xiao.

When the time was almost up, Xu Congyi went to Shen Xiao's house and brought Shen Xiao into the space.

The two sat side by side at the dining table, unfolding the scroll under the bright light. At this moment, the landscape painting was even more magnificent and moving under the light. The green mountains and green waters intertwined into a harmonious picture, and the clouds in the distance seemed to be within reach, making people feel as if they were in a dreamlike fairyland.

"We have to be careful." Xu Congyi reminded, "This painting may hide important clues, we have to study it carefully." In the lower right corner of the picture, there are a few small words written in beautiful font. Although neither of them is familiar with calligraphy, they can feel the powerful brushstrokes and vivid charm.

They stared at the painting, their eyes moving from the foot of the mountain to the top, from the water surface to the sky, not missing any detail. However, no matter how carefully they looked, they could not find any unusual clues. The painting seemed to be just an ordinary landscape painting, without any hidden secrets.

Xu Congyi felt a little thirsty, so she got up and went to the kitchen to get some water. When she returned to the dining table with the cup of water, she suddenly realized that the painting seemed different from before.

"Brother Shen Xiao, come and see!" Xu Congyi couldn't wait to greet Shen Xiao.

Upon hearing this, Shen Xiao immediately put down the magnifying glass in his hand and walked to Xu Congyi's side. He followed Xu Congyi's line of sight and saw that the scenery in the painting was completely different.

"This...how is this possible?"

Shen Xiao was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. They both remembered clearly that it was a landscape painting of green mountains and clear waters, but it looked a little different from the side, vaguely like the outline of a woman.

"This painting... is double-layered!" Xu Congyi guessed. She gently touched the surface of the scroll with her fingers and felt a subtle sense of convexity and concavity. This further confirmed her guess that the scroll did indeed hide two layers of pictures.

Xu Congyi carefully used tweezers to uncover the portrait covered by the landscape painting. Every subtle movement revealed her cherishment of this discovery. The painting was very old, and the paper had become thin and fragile. Xu Congyi could only operate slowly and carefully, fearing that it would be damaged if she was not careful. She patiently used tweezers to peel off the painting bit by bit, gradually revealing a corner of the hidden painting.

After about fifteen minutes of meticulous work, the two paintings were finally separated perfectly. Xu Congyi exhaled softly, feeling a sense of accomplishment. She turned to Shen Xiao and showed him the portrait.

The painting below was indeed a portrait of a woman. The woman in the painting was as beautiful as a fairy from a poem, breathtaking, quiet and picturesque, and she made people fall in love at first sight. Shen Xiao stared at the portrait that Xu Cong had carefully uncovered, and his heart seemed to skip a beat.

The artist's skills are extremely exquisite. The woman in the painting is wearing a light green long skirt, and the skirt sways gently in the wind, as if she is dancing. The skirt is embroidered with delicate flower and bird patterns, colorful and lifelike. She has a green ribbon tied around her waist, which flutters gently in the wind, adding a bit of agility and elegance. The woman's face is pure and elegant, with eyebrows like crescent moons and eyes full of autumn water, as if she can see through everything in the world. She has a high nose bridge and her lips are slightly parted, revealing a light smile, revealing an elegant and noble temperament. Her hair is simply tied up with a hairpin, soft and shiny, cascading down like a waterfall, making her look more gentle and lovely.

The background of the portrait is a quiet bamboo forest, with emerald green bamboo leaves that contrast beautifully with the woman's long skirt. The breeze blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle, as if whispering to the beautiful woman.

Xu Congyi was impressed by the woman's beauty.

"This woman is so beautiful," she murmured to herself. As soon as she looked up, she found that Shen Xiao's eyes were wet. Recalling that the secret room they found before was actually a restoration of Shen Xiao's mother's room, combined with Shen Xiao's current reaction, Xu Congyi vaguely guessed the identity of the woman in the painting.

Shen Xiao reached out and gently stroked the portrait, as if he could feel the mother's tenderness and care.

"Mother..." Shen Xiao's voice choked, he couldn't describe his feelings at the moment in words. He felt an unprecedented heartache and longing, as if the whole world had lost its color.

Staring at his mother's young face, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He closed his eyes, as if he could feel his mother's gentle touch and care, but when he opened his eyes, all he saw was the cold portrait and cruel reality.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, as if he wanted to melt all his hatred into the pain. His chest rose and fell violently, and every breath was accompanied by pain in his heart.

Xu Congyi just stood behind Shen Xiao, stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly. Shen Xiao trembled slightly in Xu Congyi's embrace. Xu Congyi felt his strong emotional fluctuations, and a wave of pain surged in her heart. She understood that what Shen Xiao needed at this moment was not only comfort, but also understanding and support.

"Yi Yi, this is a portrait of my mother." His voice was a little choked up, "I have never seen her look so young."

Shen Xiao's mind replayed the scene of his parents being murdered. Their faces were forever frozen in his heart as the final despair and helplessness. Those cruel scenes were like sharp knives, cutting his heart again and again, making him feel so painful that he wished he was dead.