Comprehensive experience of time and space

180 Shuiyunjian (3)

Mei Ruohong was grateful to Cuiping in his heart. After all, she had gone through so much trouble to send his parents to him, but at the same time he didn't want to see her. This daughter-in-law was three years older than him. When he was fifteen, When he got married, he was unwilling to do so, but it was too early for him to get married in his hometown, so he muddleheadedly became a man with a wife. "Later, when he arrived in Hangzhou, he discovered that there were so many beautiful women in the world. They had fashionable perms, wore bright cheongsams, were avant-garde in thinking, and knew how to appreciate art...

Compared to his own daughter-in-law, who was rustic, had her head lowered all day long and worked in plain clothes, didn't even know her words, and had no common language with him at all. He regretted having followed his parents' wishes and got married. Therefore, he designated the period before the age of sixteen as his previous life, sealed up those memories, and enjoyed a happy life as if he was reborn. But now, his fictional new life has been shattered.

Mei Ruohong closed his eyes and listened to his parents' satisfaction and praise for Cuiping. He held the daughter Cuiping gave birth to for him in his arms and sighed softly. Until now, he could only bear the responsibility for himself. responsibility.

Mei Ruohong started to go out early and come back late, making money by painting people's portraits by the West Lake. However, he was used to being arrogant and arrogant, and he was also used to being praised by the people of the Drunken Horse Painting Club. Once someone was dissatisfied with his paintings, he asked him to modify them. , he became furious, accusing others of not understanding appreciation and insulting art. He looks crazy, who dares to ask him to paint? Everyone will go around when passing by.

Unable to make money, Mei Ruohong became irritable. When he returned home, he saw Hua'er lying on the table painting. Hua'er raised her head and shouted happily: "Dad, are you back? Did you make any money today?"

When Mei Ruohong heard the word "make money", he seemed to be stimulated. He swept the painting tools off the table and shouted in pain: "Make money! Make money! What a noble art is painting? How can it be used in such a vulgar way?" From a personal perspective, those people don’t know how to appreciate art at all! It’s a pain for me to paint their portraits!” He squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, venting his dissatisfaction regardless.

Hua'er had cried out of fear when he went crazy. She lay in Mei's arms and breathlessly said "I'm sorry." Cuiping ran in from outside when she heard the sound, wiped her hands with her apron, took Hua'er and patted her back to comfort her softly. Her lowered eyelashes covered the coldness in her eyes. Ever since she traveled through time, the soft and small paintings have been included in her protection. Mei Ruohong dared to yell at the paintings. She really needs a lesson. !

Mei's mother wiped her tears and didn't know what to say. Mei's father frowned and sighed heavily, saying: "Ruohong, my parents are still young. I will go out with you to find work tomorrow. As time goes by, things will get better." OK……"

Before Mei's father finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mei Ruohong excitedly, "What kind of job are you looking for! You are my parents. I feel sorry for not being filial to you before. Do I want you to go out now?" Do you care about people’s faces? What will others think of me? I will paint well. If they want to change it, they can change it as they please. I will listen to them!”

Mei Ruohong threw down the drawing board and ran into the back room. Cuiping didn't say anything from beginning to end, but moved his fingers slightly when he passed by her. Poisonous powder made when idle and bored. The poisoned person will develop a red rash around the waist, which is itchy and painful. It is not too serious and cannot be ignored. It will last for half a month and heal naturally. With Mei Ruohong's temperament, he would probably not talk about this kind of rash inside, and it's not intolerable anyway.

Every night, Cuiping would tap Mei Ruohong's sleeping point to prevent him from going crazy in the middle of the night and disturbing everyone's sleep. She planned to wait for a suitable opportunity to divorce Mei Ruohong. She was tired of listening to him yelling all day long. But before the divorce, she at least let everyone know what Mei Ruohong was, and then brought Hua'er with her. Walk. She is not worried about Mei's father and mother. No matter whether Mei Ruohong chooses Wang Zixuan or Du Qianqian, he will definitely not treat the old man badly. At most, his words and deeds are not in the eyes of the old man, which is not a big deal.

The next day everyone got up to have breakfast. Hua'er was a little scared when she saw Mei Ruohong. She sat close to Cuiping and ate with her head down without saying a word. Mei's father and Mei's mother didn't look very good and didn't speak as usual. Mei Ruohong had a rash on her waist and felt uncomfortable. She moved from time to time and barely finished her meal. Feeling that the atmosphere at home was a bit depressing, she picked up her drawing board and rode away.

After Cuiping finished her meal, she said, "Mom, Dad, I've been looking around for a few days. There is a tailor shop not far from our house. I want to try it. It's a bit of a supplement."

Mei's mother thought that Mei Ruohong would not let the two elders work. Cuiping was his wife, so it would be fine for the two of them to make money together. There was not much rice and noodles left at home, and Mei Ruohong would not be able to support herself with the little money she got back every day. Without so many people to live, Cuiping could only work hard, "Good boy, go ahead, your father and I will clean up the yard, plant some vegetables and raise a brood of chickens, so you don't have to buy food from outside all the time." "

Mei's father also nodded and said: "Cuiping, you go and try it first. After Ruohong feels better in two days, I will tell him about finding a job. In our hometown, people who are over 50 years old have to go to the fields." To work, your mother and I are only in our forties and have so little strength that we can't stay at home. When we earn money, we will also send Hua'er to study. All the girls in this city have started to study. We can't. Delay the child."

Cuiping nodded and said with a smile: "Dad, if Ruohong doesn't let you work, it's out of filial piety. With Ruohong and I here, you can just relax and enjoy yourself at home. He may have encountered some difficulties during this time. "We can't help him much when we first arrive. When he is free, let him teach Hua'er to read and save enough money, and then send Hua'er to school."

Cuiping and the tailor shop agreed to pay on a per-piece basis. She would take a few pieces of clothing home every day and send them to the tailor shop for payment after they were mended, so that Mei's mother could do it at home. Then she went to the church to find a job as a cleaner, and asked the priest to teach her how to read and learn English when he was free. There was no way, the original owner really didn't know anything. If she wanted to start her own business after the divorce, she had to pave the way first.

Mei Ruohong sat by the West Lake for a whole day. Only two people came to him to draw, and they revised it several times. His body felt uncomfortable, and he was extremely painful to paint that day. He finally waited until dark. He rode his bicycle back home dejectedly. Thinking of the pitiful little money in his pocket, he felt depressed. After parking the car, I looked up and saw a large piece of land that had been plowed in the yard. Farm tools were placed next to it. It was obvious that I was going to plant vegetables in the yard.

He frowned and ran into the house, and saw Mei's mother sewing clothes under the lamp. There were several items beside her, all of which he had never seen before. He immediately understood that they didn't listen to him and secretly went to find work. . "Mom! Didn't I tell you not to work? How much money can you make by sewing? You might even tire your eyes out, so don't sew!"

Mother Mei turned around to avoid Mei Ruohong's hand that wanted to grab the clothes. She looked at it carefully and said in fear: "Oh my god, luckily I didn't damage the clothes. I have never seen such beautiful clothes in my life. What if they were damaged?" , What can I give to others?”

Mei Ruohong put the easel aside casually, pulled down her hair irritably, took out the money from her pocket and put it on the table, saying: "Mom, this is the money I earned today. Please send the clothes back tomorrow. Don't do it." These things. And the land in the yard. This is a big city, not a countryside. How can we farm in the yard? "

Father Mei came out of the room and said, "What are you talking about! The food everyone eats is grown on the land. What's so shameful about farming? Besides, this is not a prosperous area, and people around there are also farmers." , what are you dissatisfied with?"

After all, Mei Ruohong didn't dare to lose his temper with his father. It was just that the place where he lived was changed like this. How could there be any trace of "Shuiyunjian"? It looks exactly like the farmhouse at home. He scratched his neck and shouted: "Dad! Shuiyunjian is romantic and beautiful! Usually when I get together with my friends from the Drunken Horse Painting Club, I would be inspired to paint the environment here, but now, Shuiyunjian has already It’s beyond recognition!”

Mei's father has never been a good-tempered person. He had endured it for so many days because they suddenly came to join his son and caused him a lot of trouble. He felt a little guilty. But Mei Ruohong's performance these days chilled him. When he was twenty-five years old, he had already established a business by himself, but what about Mei Ruohong? I can’t make any money and I have no plans for the future. One day passes and the next, if this continues, won’t this family be starving again?

In the past, they had to work in the fields all day, and the children were left alone. The second and third oldest children left. Mei's father was sad but not shocked. After all, in his hometown, they were not the only ones to abandon the young and old. But Mei Ruohong was the youngest son in their family. When he was born, the family's conditions were much better. The couple loved their little son very much, especially after he showed his talent for painting, they never let him do anything. Live, buy him pens and paper and train him to draw.

As a result, Mei Ruohong had been away from home for nine years. When they met again, they found that their smart and clever little son had changed! He has high ambitions but low ambitions. He talks about his talents all day long, complains that others don't appreciate them, and now he comes to stop them from working and making money. He is just like those lazy gangsters in the countryside!

Mei's father turned cold and stared at him and said, "Are you blaming us? Your mother and I are not too old to move. If you dislike it, we will go out and find another house to live in tomorrow. We won't disturb your inspiration here!" "

Cuiping came over to help Mei's father sit down and persuaded: "Dad, look at what you said, why does Ruohong think so? He may be used to living alone and suddenly feels uncomfortable. I heard the priest say that painting Sometimes when you encounter those...'bottlenecks', you can easily become irritable." She turned to look at Mei Ruohong and shouted, "Ruohong, why are you still standing there? Please apologize to dad!" Live your life well, and it doesn’t matter who makes the money?”

Mei Ruohong looked at Mei's father's face and took a step forward to apologize, but he was wailing in his heart. Why does he have such unenlightened parents? Why can't we understand his pursuit of art? Why on earth would God do this to him?