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Father Zheng finally finished handling the business in Seattle. He brought back two boxes of painting tools and asked Zheng Yuming to help him rearrange the studio on the first floor.The previous landlord not only had rough painting skills, but the studio was also very messy, and it took the father and son an afternoon to clean it up.

Father Zheng set up the three easels, called his wife and son over, stood in the middle of the studio and said, "Starting tomorrow, every afternoon, we will come here for class."

Zheng Yuming and his mother looked at each other in blank dismay: "Class? What class?"

"Drawing." Father Zheng clicked on the drawing board, "Anyway, the three of us are idle now, I'll teach you how to draw to make it more fun."

Zheng's mother opened her eyes wide: "I don't know how to draw."

Father Zheng smiled: "I'll teach you."

Zheng Yuming can actually draw basic sketches and sketches. After all, he is doing design, so there are still basic painters.He knew that his father wanted to find a new hobby for his mother who had lost dancing, and he was just a foil, so he nodded: "Okay, learning to draw is good."

Zheng's mother thought about it and thought it was very interesting, so she agreed.

Dad Zheng specializes in oil painting, but he is also very good at watercolor and sketching.

He just wanted to help his wife improve her mood, so he was very casual when teaching, talking about whatever he wanted, always throwing away the painting tools for them, and letting them play freely.

Zheng's mother soon fell in love with this new creative activity, waving a paintbrush and dabbing every day.

Zheng Yuming found a corner, picked up his sketch, and drew lines on the drawing board bit by bit.

He signed up for an mba training class to study management.In fact, he is no longer in the company. I don’t know if it’s because of guilt, but he still wants to try to learn. He went to the library to borrow a lot of books to learn some knowledge about interior design and architectural design.

Life is gradually enriched, reading books, attending classes, drawing pictures, watching movies, and spending time with parents.

He still sends an email to Liu Qijun every week, and the content is gradually enriched, from boring weather forecasts to recent life, talking about nearby neighbors and Dr. Danny who often visits, and occasionally writing movie reviews after watching movies. In the email, sometimes I don’t know what to write, so I just send a photo.

He fell in love with photography, this is what danny taught him y is an amateur photographer, but he has good skills, so he specially taught him.Zheng Yuming could feel his deliberate closeness, but he behaved very restrained, just like any ordinary friend.

He prefers to photograph people rather than landscapes.So the parents at home became his best models.When he is free, he always hangs a SLR around his neck, and presses the shutter when he is interested.At first, Dad Zheng was very uncomfortable. As a painter, he is very sensitive to light and sound. The sound of Zheng Yuming taking pictures always distracted him, but Mom Zheng adapted quickly. She has been an elf living under stage lights since she was a child. The least fear is the camera.It's just that she is a little embarrassed to be photographed occasionally by her son in a state of embarrassment on crutches or in a wheelchair.

Zheng Yuming developed the photos he took and showed them to them.

When Zheng's mother saw herself in the photo, she was completely stunned.

In fact, she has seen many photos of herself, on stage, in magazines, stills, on posters... Those exquisite and elegant photos make her look like the most beautiful queen in the dancing kingdom. The people here are deeply attracted and can't help admiring and following.However, the self under the lens of the son is very ordinary, the self when reading a book quietly, the self who draws clumsily, the self who is lying on the back of her husband and laughing like a child, the self who has messy hair and has not woken up... Those who have faded from the gorgeous In dance clothes and exquisite makeup, I look like the most ordinary woman at home, but the sitting posture and the curvature of the sideways smile are dignified, elegant, gentle and noble, and the graceful back and calf angles that I have been accustomed to all year round are perfect. Can be picky.

She is so embarrassed, but so elegant.

It is a graceful temperament that is difficult for a woman in her 50s to maintain. She is cleansed of lead, gentle and romantic, tough and tolerant, full of love for life, and bright and pure happiness in her eyes.

She touched her face in the photo, and suddenly smiled: "So I am like this now..."

Zheng Yuming smiled: "It's beautiful."

"Of course, this is my wife." Father Zheng blinked pretendingly, "Ms. Li is the most beautiful woman in our family."

Zheng's mother pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Oh? I thought it was your mother."

Zheng Yuming smiled.His grandma is indeed a one-in-a-million beauty, who fascinated many people when she was young, otherwise she would not have been married by his grandpa regardless of the family's obstruction.It's a pity that his grandparents were poor, and they passed away before their son got married.Father Zheng often said that he was able to marry a beautiful dancer home as his wife because of his mother's beauty, otherwise he would not be able to deceive his wife home with his outstanding appearance - after all, he was just a fledgling boy at the time. painter.

Father Zheng was choked for a while, thought for a while, and said, "Zhilan Yushu, each has its own merits."

Mama Zheng snorted, disapproving.

Father Zheng hurriedly begged for mercy.

Zheng Yuming watched them jokingly, smiled quietly, and took pictures of this scene.

In fact, whether it is the love of his grandparents or the love of his parents, he doesn't understand very well. Those loves are too romantic and rough, full of legends, and are passed down as good stories in the family, but they are not what he wants, what he wants , It’s just the most common relationship, there is no difference in status, no family barriers, no love at first sight or parting, don’t be like his parents, who have spiritual sympathy in art, but they are self-willed and free when they get along.

However, the strange thing is that although he thought of ordinary feelings, although he also had them, he still experienced those bloody elements that he didn't like, such as Liu Qijun's love at first sight for him, such as realistic family factors, such as their breakup...

The smile on his face faded, and he felt that he couldn't continue thinking about it. It was hard for him to get used to the days without Liu Qijun's company.

"Dad, Mom, I want to discuss something with you."

Hearing his son's serious voice, the couple looked at each other and stopped to look at him: "What's the matter, tell me."

Zheng Yuming looked at the weather outside the window, smiled and said, "It's winter, let's go back to Seattle."

The couple lost their minds, looked at the sweaters they were wearing, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Father Zheng said with emotion: "We have lived in San Francisco for a year... It is indeed time to go back."

Zheng's mother pinched her leg and said with a smile: "I also think I can go back. My leg is recovering very well now, and the doctor said that as long as I continue to exercise daily, I will be fine. Speaking of it, I also miss my home a little bit." bed."

This year's hard work has not been in vain. Although her injured leg is still unable to stand up, she can already use crutches proficiently, and can even practice some dance moves on the open flat ground. She also performed in the community competition last week. A solo dance sitting on a wooden bench, although only 2 minutes, still won the applause of the whole house.

She is also living a fulfilling life now. She learns painting from her husband in the morning, practices dancing in the afternoon, watches movies and listens to music in the evening, chats with her husband and son and watches shows, and even learns how to make pudding from a part-time worker.

Zheng Yuming likes his mother's cheerful personality very much. Compared with the elegant, gentle but slightly arrogant and alienated mother before, this one in front of her is gentler and more childish, but after going through the baptism of wind and rain, she has become less paranoid and loves dancing. Still fiery, but no longer obsessed with endless practice and performance, but feel the joy that dance brings to her from the bottom of her heart.

Such a state is actually a good thing for an artist. He can calm down and think about his own life and path. There is more humanity in the dance, and the emotions from the heart are naturally revealed. People can feel it at a glance. The emotions conveyed by her dancing.

The opposite of the mother is the father.

Although Dad Zheng has occasionally produced outstanding works this year, most of the time he has not accomplished much, which makes him a little annoyed.In fact, Zheng Yuming was very surprised by this.He knows his father, he is gifted and talented, but at the same time he has a weird personality, looks thin and indifferent, occasionally gentle and enthusiastic, a little sensitive, a little neurotic.Once he can't draw good works, he will be irritable, weird and indifferent.

He actually endured it all this year, and did not express any psychological hostility or resistance towards him or his mother.

Zheng Yuming has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing. In the past, when encountering such a thing, his father would be overwhelmed. He didn't know where to go to collect the wind, and he never needed other people to worry about it.But now he couldn't go, and if he left, my mother would be unhappy.

So Zheng Yuming thought, go home, maybe he will feel better in another place.

Canceling the lease, booking tickets, packing their luggage... Over the past year, they have accumulated a lot of stuff. Doctor Y offered to help them move their furniture.

"I can't believe that you guys are going to move away..." Danny was very disappointed, "Actually, San Francisco is pretty good, do you really think about moving here?"

Zheng Yuming carried the storage box downstairs: "My parents prefer Seattle, and it's also close to where they work. There are many things that are difficult to deal with staying here."

"I will miss you all." Danny said, "Oh, by the way, I will go to a hospital in China for an exchange next week, which seems to be the city where you used to work... I will stay there for about three months, where are you You’ve lived for a long time, don’t you plan to introduce it to me? What’s so fun about it?”

Zheng Yuming paused as soon as he stepped onto the floor of the ground floor, his face became stiff for a moment.

Danny, who was standing behind him, didn't notice for a moment, bumped into his shoulder, and the things in his hand fell, and the jingle bells scattered on the ground.

"Oh my God!" Danny exclaimed, "I'm sorry! I didn't see..."

"It's my fault, it's okay." Zheng Yuming put the box aside, squatted down to pick up the scattered items.

Y also hurried over to help, very sorry, picked it up little by little: "I'm so sorry, what are you? Could it be broken by me, my God, it's terrible..."

Zheng Yuming comforted him: "It's okay, it's just some paintings... My parents and I drew when we had nothing to do..."

"Oh yes, you are all learning how to draw, by the way, I haven't seen your paintings yet." Danny said with a smile, "I want to take a look..."

There happened to be a broken cardboard box on the ground, revealing the slightly disintegrated picture frame inside, so he asked for advice: "This is exposed, can I open it?"

Zheng Yuming didn't care too much: "Whatever you want."

"Wow, sketch!" Danny opened it again and praised, "The drawing is really good, but who is this person? The kitten is quite cute."

Zheng Yuming was stunned again, and explained with some embarrassment: "No...it's nothing..."