Wearing books in the 70s: the delicate educated youth have material space

Everyone knows that Cheng Xu went to the Academy of Fine Arts to study Chinese painting. Everyone even knows that Cheng Xu's paintings are very good and some people collect them. All this news came from Han's father and mother.

Not many people believe what you say from your own mouth. Who knows if you have added any exaggeration to it? Whether outsiders have seen this painting or not, they don’t know whether your painting is good or not.

And Chinese painting, how can a young man draw good Chinese painting? They don’t believe it anyway.

Shen Guilan praised: "You said before that Xu Xu's painting is good. I also want you to say how good it is every day. Today's painting made my eyes shine. I want to have such a daughter-in-law who can paint. I also want to have a daughter-in-law who can paint like this. Show off every day.”

The sun was particularly bright today. Mother Han felt like the sun was shining in her eyes when she heard the compliments: "Okay, okay, my daughter-in-law is going to be embarrassed by what you said. Go and sit at the banquet to eat. After eating, our sisters Let’s talk again.”

Shen Guilan: "Hahaha, cousin-in-law, you are too thin-skinned. My cousin is embarrassed to praise you."

There was no embarrassment on Cheng Xu's face. She blushed because the sun was hot. I don't know why they thought she was embarrassed.

On the banquet were eight large bowls that Cheng Xu was familiar with. They were dishes that she could see every time when she ate at the banquet. This time she found a chef from Sichuan City and wanted people here to try it. .

In addition to the eight bowls, there are also longevity peaches.

Under the guidance of his parents, Leilei held Shoudao in his arms to congratulate his grandmother on her birthday. He walked unsteadily and said in a milky voice, "Grandma, I wish you a long life!"

Leilei doesn't speak many words, and it took a lot of effort for the Korean couple to remember these words accurately.

Mother Han: "Okay, okay, grandma will live a long life. She will feel relieved when we, Leilei, get married."

His happy state made others laugh.

"Cousin, why do you think she likes this daughter-in-law? She has been married for several years without even laying an egg. She treats such a daughter-in-law as a treasure. You said that if she had found someone else, she would have embraced this grandson a long time ago. That is of no use today. Make her happy with a grandson."

The speaker was Uncle Han's daughter, named Peng Lan.

Shen Guiying glanced at her gently: "Lanzi, don't say some things that you shouldn't say, or you'll be kicked out." Everyone around her knew how much Mother Han protected her daughter-in-law, even though they were cousins, When it comes to relationships, none of their cousins ​​have a daughter-in-law to kiss them.

"How dare she!" Peng Lan didn't think Mother Han would kick her out: "My dad is her uncle, my mother's uncle, and our family is her closest family. I told the truth and she kicked me out, but she, Luo Qing, still Do you want us to be relatives?"

Peng Lan didn't believe it.

Shen Guiying was too lazy to care about this fool. She and Peng Lan were both in their hometown. The person with the best fate in the whole family was Luo Qing. Luo Qing's father was already very powerful. He had saved their family from any trouble, but relatives like them She was not so lucky. Divorce and divorce continued. She looked at her calloused hands, and no one could express the sadness in her heart.

When she was young, she was also a pretty girl. She was pampered by her parents and loved by her husband, and her hands were covered with soft skin. She thought she would enjoy happiness for the rest of her life, but she didn't know that it would be rough for more than ten years.

Occasionally, the Luo family would send her something, but these were not what she really wanted. She wanted to take her child back to the capital, and sent one or two letters to the capital, but there was no response, so she could only send Hope that rain will fill the sky with gods and Buddhas.

Luo Qing's face is also covered with wrinkles as she gets older, but when they stand together, she is ten years older than Luo Qing, so she is obviously her younger sister.

She suppressed the wild beast in her heart, knowing that they could rely on this kinship relationship to have a backer. Thinking of this idiot Peng Lan, she wanted to sit separately from her, lest this person offend Luo Qing and cause her misfortune.

"Guiying, don't you want to see this painting? I'll show it to you for a closer look." After the birthday banquet, only the Han family and a few of Han Mu's relatives were left.

Shen Guiying re-opened the scroll and was once again shocked by the details in the painting.

Peng Lan couldn't see what was good or bad, but it would be very good to have a picture of Guanyin hanging in his own home. He asked his cousin's wife to draw one for her without having to spend money to buy it: "Cousin, please ask Cheng Xu to give it to me." Paint one, I also want to hang one in the living room, just ask her to bring it to me next week."

She had no consciousness that she was troubling others, and she didn't say it to Cheng Xu, but to Mother Han, as if she would still paint even if she had objections as long as Mother Han agreed.

Cheng Xu: ...I really met a fool.

This Guanyin painting took her half a month, from preparation to finalization to coloring. The complexity of it is not obvious to outsiders.It took just a week to prepare it for her, so she didn't bother to draw it for such a disrespectful relative.

This arrogant state made her think she was seeing a victorious rooster.

Mother Han refused directly without thinking: "She works as a teacher in school, so she doesn't have time to draw for you. If you want to draw, find someone to draw."

Because it was her birthday and she was her sister, Mother Han didn't say anything harsh.

Peng Lan's face turned ugly after being rejected. Mother Han didn't give her face, which made her raise her head in front of her juniors: "Cousin, I just want a painting. Didn't she learn to paint? I asked her to paint more The point is to let her practice more to improve her abilities. I do it for her own good, otherwise I can just find someone to draw for me. This is all my intention as an aunt."

Han's mother hadn't seen Peng Lan for a long time. She had a normal relationship with Peng Lan in the past because her uncle liked her niece more than Peng Lan, her own daughter, so Peng Lan didn't like her very much.

More than ten years have passed, and when we meet again, everyone is in their 60s or [-]s. Mother Han thought that Peng Lan would change his personality somewhat, but she didn't expect that he would be the same as before.

What an idiot, nothing has changed at all.