A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said: "Auntie, you'd better ask Jingjing carefully about this kind of thing to see what she thinks. Do you think she wants to study art or pass the art exam to a suitable school? Then she can transfer major."

(In reality, students admitted to art majors starting in 2021 are not allowed to transfer to non-art majors after admission. This document is not yet available in the article.)

Aunt Zhang Lan thought for a while and then said: "I really didn't ask her about this. I just think there's no use in learning art. I'm already in high school. I haven't studied it for more than ten years. I only have these two years left." , how can she get into a good school?"

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Auntie, you can't say that. Sometimes this person doesn't mean that you will learn well if you study for a long time. Now you should ask Jingjing first what she wants to learn and whether she has a clear goal. . If her purpose is to pass the art exam to enter a good school and find a suitable job after graduation. I think it’s okay to study for the art exam. Originally, she couldn’t pass the exam. If she passes the art exam, she can get a key point. .”

Aunt Zhang Lan sighed and said: "Zhang Lan, just comfort me here. Don't talk about the important points. With her current grades, she would be lucky to get a better second book."

"As a parent, you can't be discouraged. I saw Jingjing's idea is very good. She just entered high school and felt that her grades could not keep up, so she immediately considered turning to art. Having this idea is better than ordinary people. Much stronger." Aunt Zhang Lan praised from the side.

"That's it, who knows what the situation is. I'll go back later and ask Jingjing again at night. Let's see what she thinks." Aunt Zhang Lan said.

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Auntie, you are right to think so. For things like exams, parents and teachers are all assistants. In the end, it still depends on the students themselves. She knows how to learn and likes to learn. If she has some talent, There have been no problems at all for two years.”

After sitting at Zhang Lan’s house for a while, Zhang Lan’s mother took out strips of coarse cloth sheets she had knitted from the closet and gave Zhang Lan and her aunt a pair of hand-woven coarse cloth sheets. After the aunt and aunt left, Zhang Lan asked : "Mom, have you started weaving again?"

"It's okay, just knit two. I saw that the pattern they were knitting looked pretty, so I knitted a few. I have several more in my closet. Do you want it? Or ask Yongjun to come and take a look. See if she likes it. You can take whichever one you want." Zhang Lan's mother said with a smile.

Zhang Lan rubbed his forehead and said helplessly: "That's not the case. I think you can just rest at home and weave for something else. If you don't win, you can just buy it. It's not like you have no money."

"I don't like the cloth they weave. Look at the cloth I weave. It's smooth to the touch and doesn't ball up. The cloth they weave is full of threads and it's prickly to the touch." Zhang Lan's mother said.

Zhang Lan's mother would take out the coarse sheets from the closet and put them back. Zhang Lan quickly stepped forward to help move them.

Looking at nearly half of the wardrobe's coarse sheets, Zhang Lan said helplessly: "When I was tearing off the child's diapers, I looked at how few there were in the wardrobe. How could it be that there are so many in the closet? How come there are so many in the closet? You have been here for more than a year." Are you still weaving without stopping?"

Zhang Lan's mother said as she was tidying up the wardrobe: "No, I knit some of them myself when I saw the patterns looked good. Some of them I bought from others. Most of the sheets here are three-piece sets. You can decide which one you like. Take Kyoto and go shop."

Zhang Lan sighed and said: "I don't need so much. You can rest now. This weaving is not an easy job."

"Then it's not a strenuous job. It's much easier than farming. There are also Doudou and Guoguo. We will have to prepare them for them in the future. I think it is in vain to expect you to prepare for the children." Zhang Lan's mother said casually said.

Zhang Lan laughed and said, "Mom, you are thinking too far. When Douduguoguo is only old, you start preparing for them. Whether it will be popular in a few decades, you start now."

Zhang Lan's mother put the coarse sheets into the cabinet one by one, and then closed the cabinet door. After coming out of the house, he sat on the sofa in the west room and said, "It doesn't matter whether the child needs it from now on. As a grandmother, I have to prepare it for the child."

Zhang Lan sat down on the Taishi chair next to the Guanyin statue, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Just don't let yourself get tired."

Sitting on the Taishi chair, Zhang Lan reached out and touched the Eight Immortals table, looked at the clean fingers and asked, "Mom, do you still clean this room every day?"

"What are you kidding about? Why did our family get better? Not only do I clean this room every day, but I also make offerings to the Bodhisattva on every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month." Zhang Lan's mother stood up and nodded in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva. I took out three sticks of incense, bowed respectfully, and sat down on the sofa next to me again.

When Zhang Lan took out three incense sticks from her mother, she quickly stood up from the Taishi chair and stepped aside. After seeing his mother sit back down, he quickly smiled and said, "I was just asking."

Zhang Lan's mother sighed, stood up and ignored Zhang Lan, turned around and left the room. Zhang Lan bowed before the Bodhisattva statue and then followed him out of the room.

The next morning, Zhang Lan started acupuncture on Huang Anni's mother's legs. After pricking the silver needles along the acupuncture points one by one, Zhang Lan and Huang Anni said to the side: "After I finish acupuncture for Aunt Huang today, I am going to Kyoto. I will probably come back tomorrow afternoon, and I will give it to me after I come back." Aunt Huang’s acupuncture.”

Huang Sujuan lay on the nursing bed and said with a smile: "It's okay Zhang Lan, just go and do what you need to do."

Huang Anni also smiled and said: "Zhang Lan, you can be busy when you need to. You don't have to be so polite."

Zhang Lan said quickly: "The main reason is that my daughter-in-law's grandmother has come out of the intensive care unit. She and I are going to Kyoto for a visit. After Aunt Huang finishes acupuncture for you, let's try to stand up and see what happens. Sample."

"Will my mother be able to stand up later?" Huang Anni asked in surprise.

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Let's try standing next to the bed for a while. I think it should be OK."

When Zhang Lan pulled out the silver needles one by one, he looked at Huang Anni's expectant face. Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Let's push the nursing bed out first. The space in this room is small. Let's go to the living room outside. That space is big and it is convenient for people next to us to support it."

Push the nursing bed out of the room and lower the railings. Zhang Lan directed the two caregivers, one on each side, to help Huang Sujuan slowly sit up from the nursing bed, then slowly put her legs down from the bed, and then the two helped her stand up.

Looking at Huang Sujuan who was sweating on her forehead, Zhang Lan said with a smile: "This is just starting, Auntie, don't rush forward and just stand by the bed for a while. When you feel tired, I will shout and let you lie there again. Annie, please keep an eye on your side. Even if my aunt doesn't speak, don't do it for more than ten minutes at a time in the beginning, five or six minutes will be enough."

Huang Anni nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry Zhang Lan, I'll keep an eye on you with my phone."