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Mei Ruohong was grateful to Cuiping in his heart, after all, she had worked so hard 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 got married and came back, he didn't want to at that time, but he got married early in his hometown, so he became a man with a wife in a daze.Later, when he arrived in Hangzhou, he discovered that there are so many beautiful women in the world. They have fashionable hair, wear bright cheongsams, have avant-garde ideas, and know how to appreciate art...

Compared with his own daughter-in-law, who is rustic, works with her head down all day in common clothes, doesn't even know a word, and has no common language with him at all. He regrets that he got married according to his parents' wishes.Therefore, he defined before the age of 16 as his previous life, and sealed up those memories. The whole person seemed to be reborn, enjoying a happy life to the fullest.But now, his fictional new life was shattered.

Mei Ruohong closed his eyes, listening to his parents' satisfaction and praise for Cuiping, and holding the daughter Cuiping gave birth to him in his arms, he sighed softly. Now that things have happened, he can only take care of himself. responsibility.

Mei Ruohong began to go out early and return late, earning money by doing portraits by the West Lake, but he was used to being arrogant and arrogant, and he was also used to being praised by the Drunken Horse Art Association. Once someone expressed dissatisfaction with his paintings, he would ask him to modify them. , he became furious, accusing others of not understanding appreciation and insulting art.With his crazy appearance, who would dare to ask him to draw?Passing by will go around.

Unable to earn money, Mei Ruohong became irritable, and when he got home, he saw Hua'er lying on the table drawing.Hua'er raised her head and shouted happily: "Father, are you back? Did you make any money today?"

When Mei Ruohong heard the word earning money, as if stimulated, he swept off the painting utensils on the table, and roared in pain: "Make money! Make money! What a noble art is painting? How can you use such vulgar art?" Looking at it from the perspective of others, 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 arms, venting his dissatisfaction regardless.

Hua'er cried in fright as early as when he was going crazy, lying in Mei's mother's arms and saying "I'm sorry" out of breath.Cuiping heard the sound and ran in from outside, wiped her hands with her apron, pulled the painting over and patted her on the back softly to comfort her.Her drooping eyelashes covered the coldness in her eyes. Since she crossed over, the soft and small painting has been included in her protection range. Mei Ruohong dared to yell at the painting, it really owes a lesson !

Mei's mother wiped her tears and didn't know what to say. Mei's father frowned and sighed heavily, and said, "Ruohong, my father and mother are still young, and I will go out with you tomorrow to find a job. OK……"

Before Mei's father could finish his sentence, Mei Ruohong interrupted excitedly, "What job are you looking for! You are my parents, I am very sorry that I didn't fulfill my filial piety by your side before, why should I let you go out now?" Is it based on people's faces? What will others think of me? I will draw well, and if they want to change it, they can change it as they please, listen to them, and I will listen to them!"

Mei Ruohong threw down the drawing board and ran into the back room. Cuiping didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but moved her fingers slightly when he passed by her.The 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 lasts for half a month and heals naturally.With Mei Ruohong's temperament, he probably wouldn't talk about this kind of rash growing inside, and he couldn't bear it anyway.

Every night, Cuiping would touch Mei Ruohong's sleeping point, saving 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, and she was tired of hearing him yelling all day long, but before the divorce, at least let everyone know what Mei Ruohong was, and then bring the painting with her. Walk.She was not worried about Mei's father and Mei's mother, no matter whether Mei Ruohong chose Wang Zixuan or Du Qianqian, she would definitely not treat the old man badly, at most, her words and deeds did not suit the old man's eyes, and it was not a big deal.

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

After eating, Cuiping said, "Father, mother, I've looked around for the past few days. There is a tailor shop not far from our house. I want to try it. It's more or less a subsidy."

Mei's mother thought that Mei Ruohong would not let the two of them go to work. Cuiping was his wife. It should be fine for the couple to earn money together. There was not much rice and noodles at home. If we don't live so many people, we can only work hard on Cuiping, "Good boy, go, your father and I will tidy up the yard, grow a la carte and raise a litter of chickens, so we don't have to go out to buy food all the time."

Father Mei also nodded, and said, "Cuiping, go and try it first. After two days, if Hong's mood improves, I'll tell him about going out to find work. In our hometown, even over 50 years old have to work in the fields." Live, your mother and I are only in our 40s, with a lot of strength, how can we stay at home. When we earn money, we will also send paintings to school. The girls in this city are all starting to study. We can't delay the children .”

Cuiping nodded and said with a smile: "Father, Ruohong didn't let you work because of filial piety. With Ruohong and I here, you can just enjoy your happiness at home. He may have encountered some difficulties during this time." , We can’t help you when we first come here, when he is free, let him teach Hua’er to read and write, and after saving enough money, send Hua’er to school.”

Cuiping and the tailor agreed to pay by the piece, and take a few pieces of clothing home every day, and send them to the tailor for payment after mending, so that Mei's mother can also do it at home.Then she went to the church to find a job to help clean, and asked the priest to teach her to read and learn English when she was free.There is no way, the original owner really doesn't know anything, if she wants to start a business on her own after the divorce, she can only pave the way first.

Mei Ruohong sat by the West Lake for a whole day, only two people asked him to draw, and they revised it several times.His body was uncomfortable, and he painted in extreme pain that day, and finally stayed until dark, and he rode his bicycle back home dejectedly, thinking of the pitiful little money in his pocket, feeling depressed.After parking the car, when I looked up, I saw a large piece of plowed land in the yard, and there were farm tools beside it. It was obvious that they were going to grow vegetables in the yard.

He frowned and ran into the house, and saw Mei Mu sewing clothes under the lamp, and there were several clothes beside him, all of which he had never seen before. He immediately understood that they didn't listen to him and sneaked off to find work. . "Mom! Didn't I tell you not to work? How much money can these mending men earn? Maybe they will tire your eyes, stop sewing!"

Mother Mei turned around to avoid Mei Ruohong's hand that wanted to snatch the clothes, looked carefully, and then said in fear: "God, it's fortunate that the clothes were not damaged, I have never seen such a beautiful dress in my life, if it is damaged , what can I bring to accompany you!"

Mei Ruohong put the easel aside casually, pulled down his hair irritably, took out the money in his pocket and put it on the table, and said: "Mother, this is the money I earned today, you send the clothes back tomorrow, don't do these things." There is also the land in the yard, this is a big city, not the countryside, how can we cultivate land in the yard?"

Father Mei came out from the room and said, "What are you talking about! Everyone's food is grown from the land. What's the shame in farming? Besides, this is not a prosperous area, and the surrounding people also have land. , what are you dissatisfied with?"

After all, Mei Ruohong didn't dare to lose his temper with his father, it's just that the place where he lived was changed to this way, so how can there be any shadow of "between water and clouds"?It is exactly the same as the farm house at home.He straightened his neck and shouted: "Father! Shuiyunjian is romantic and beautiful! Usually, when I get together with my companions from the Drunken Horse Painting Club, I would be inspired to draw a picture of the environment here, but now, Shuiyunjian Unrecognizable!"

Father Mei has never been a good-tempered person. He endured it for so many days before because they suddenly came to join his son and caused a lot of trouble for him. He felt a little guilty.But Mei Ruohong's performance these days made him chill. When he was 25 years old, he had already supported a family by himself, but what about Mei Ruohong?Can't earn money and have no plans for the future. If this continues, won't this family go hungry again?

Before working in the fields all day long, the children were freed. The second and third children left. Father Mei was sad but not shocked. After all, in his hometown, they were not the only ones who abandoned the old and the young.But Mei Ruohong is the youngest son of their family. When he was born, the family conditions were much better. The couple loved this youngest son very much, especially after he showed his talent in painting, they never let him do it. To live, buy him a pen and paper to train him to draw.

As a result, Mei Ruohong had been away from home for nine years, and when they met again, he found that the bright and clever young son had changed!With high eyesight and low hands, he talks about his talent all day long, complaining that others don't appreciate it, and now he comes to stop them from working and earning money, he is no different from those lazy gangsters in the village!

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

Cuiping came over to help Father Mei to sit down, and persuaded, "Father, from what you said, how could Ruohong think so? He may be used to living alone, but suddenly he is not used to it. I heard from the priest that painting Sometimes you will encounter that...'bottleneck', and you will be easily irritable." She turned her head to look at Mei Ruohong and said in a low voice, "Ruohong, why are you still standing there? Apologize to Dad! The whole family wants to Live a good life, what does it matter who earns the money?"

Mei Ruohong looked at Father Mei's face, stepped forward to apologize, but was crying in his heart.Why does he have such unenlightened parents?Why can't I understand his pursuit of art?Why on earth did God treat him like this?

The author has something to say: Thank you Yu Qing for the landmine painting, what a da~~~(*￣)(￣▽￣*)ゞ[kiss]

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