Literary Girls Nurturing Program

When Wang Jia returned home for dinner, she was quite restless, which attracted Liu Yun's attention from time to time, and she didn't eat a few bites of the meal.

"Jiajia, come here." Seeing that Wang Jia still looked lost, Liu Yun was a little worried.

Wang Jia wiped his hair blankly, the water dripped on the ground and splashed.Walking into Liu Yun's study, Liu Yun pushed her to sit on a chair: "Mom, what are you doing?"

"What's the matter with you? Is there anything bothering you? Tell mom, mom can help you." Liu Yun looked at Wang Jia helplessly. This child really didn't talk to her more and more.Especially after having Xiao Yuanjia, the two children walked so close that Liu Yun almost felt that Wang Jia had been snatched away.

Wang Jia thought about her troubles, but still felt that it was not easy to speak clearly, so she organized her words and said, "Mom, if a person you always thought was dead suddenly appeared, what would you do?"

"——!?" Liu Yun is a Taoist believer, "You hit my child with a ghost?!!"

Wang Jia covered his face with one hand without looking directly at him, and said, "It's already been said that he's a living person, why is he beating a ghost?"

"Oh - it depends on the relationship between this person and me. If the relationship is average, it doesn't hurt me; if the relationship is not good, it may be a little troublesome; if the relationship is good, it is a good thing. Ah, what's bothering you?" Liu Yun pulled the stool and Wang Jia's knee to knee, "It seems that this living person doesn't have a good relationship with you, otherwise you wouldn't look so uncomfortable."

Wang Jia touched his face in a daze, and asked, "Is my expression so ugly?"

"It's not ugly, it's too serious, like something life-or-death happened." Liu Yun shook her head, still smiling, and pressed her hand on Wang Jia's hand on her thigh, "That person troubled you gone?"

Wang Jia recalled Yuan Jia's crying voice, and sighed, "No, it's fine."

Yuan Jia is not like her. Hearing Yuan Jia himself talk about the most serious medical history, which was the depression during Xiaoshengchu period, Wang Jia knew that they were too different.

Wang Jia clearly knew that he had never suffered from a disease like depression, let alone tossing himself so pitifully into a situation of self-denial.But she knows that this depression is not because of being abandoned by her father as others think, but because she feels useless, no matter how hard she tries, she is a waste, and she is depressed only when she walks into a dead end.But no matter how much he understood, Wang Jia would not let this kind of thing happen to him.

Over the years of getting along, Wang Jia saw Yuan Jia clearly. When they were the same age, Yuan Jia was more sensitive than her, thought more complicated things, was more complacent, and was willing to cater to others.If it weren't for Wang Jia's tough style in the past three years, which barely affected Yuan Jia's style of doing things, maybe when Yuan Jia is walking on Wang Jia's old road now, she is not positive, but is imprisoned in a mental hospital or early. He committed suicide and was reincarnated.

Wang Yiping was alive, and Yuan Jia found him, and there was a joyous and delightful father-daughter reunion, which must be a good thing for Yuan Jia...

Wang Jia's impression of Wang Yiping is actually very faded. What she remembers of Wang Yiping is a submissive middle-aged man, and the occasional harsh words are directed at acquaintances, and bloody things, except He Yuanning When Ming fights, he can't tell no matter what.Wang Yiping was very indifferent to her, only being kind to his own group of sour relatives, and Wang Jia had very few conversations with him.

Later, Wang Yiping's health suddenly collapsed, he couldn't walk, he had problems with eating, drinking, and diarrhea. His sour relatives had never seen him, but Yuan Ningming, who had been against him for many years, stood by his bedside to take care of him.

Wang Jia lived in the school, whether it was before or after his illness, he seldom talked to him, and even took care of him.And when he was barely able to move, he still ran to his sore relative's house until he died, leaving nothing behind.

I thought about being nice to him, and when Yuan Ningming couldn't come back, Wang Jiashou stayed at home and waited for him.After waiting for him for a long time, making many phone calls, and searching the entire community, she found nothing and could only continue to wait until eleven o'clock in the evening, but he still didn't come back. She went out to look for him in a panic, and only then did she see him hobbled from the tricycle. Get down and move forward step by step with a cane.

At that time, Wang Jia was pressing on the handrail of the aisle, and her footsteps were weak. She looked at Wang Yiping and only asked, "Where have you been?" I have been looking for you for a long time...

Wang Yiping said impatiently, "I'll go to the pharmacy to buy medicine."

On the tricycle, there was a well-meaning person talking. In fact, Wang Jia didn’t listen to a word. He just said to the person: "Thank you for bringing my father back. Sorry for the trouble, the fare..."

Before Wang Jia could pay the fare, the man called the tricycle and left.Wang Jia suppressed the fire in his heart and helped Wang Yiping go back, and there was no communication since then.

No one is a fool, buying medicine for a day, from morning to night... After searching for so long, waiting for so long, but in the end, he couldn't wait for a soft word from him, so what if it was his father?

Wang Yiping left nothing behind after his death, while Yuan Ningming was completely mad by the relatives of the Wang family. He barely had an attack at the funeral, but completely severed contact with Wang Yiping's relatives after the funeral.So, what's so good about such a father?

It's just that since Yuan Jia is so happy, maybe Wang Yiping here is different... Yuan Jia is not a fool, and she doesn't need to be by her side like a nanny.

In Wang Jia's two lifetimes, Yuan Ningming was the one he couldn't let go of the most, so she was by Yuan Jia's side so frequently.In addition to leading Yuan Jia to the Kangzhuang Avenue, she is also getting closer to Yuan Ningming.As for Wang Yiping... a complete surprise.

Seeing what Wang Jia was thinking about, Liu Yun took over Wang Jia's hand and helped Wang Jia brush his hair.Liu Yun's movements were very gentle, with just the right strength, which made Wang Jia very comfortable.

Without robbing what Liu Yun was doing, Wang Jia raised a smile and said, "Mom is the most comfortable when wiping her hair."

Liu Yun laughed and said, "You can just be lazy for a while. Not everyone can enjoy my five-star service." Although Wang Jia didn't know what was hidden in Wang Jia's heart, Wang Jia is not the one who only As a spoiled and willful little girl, Liu Yun can still let Wang Jia do things with confidence.

Parents will let go sooner or later, but sooner or later.After all, they can't protect the child for the rest of their lives, and they don't want the child to be turned into a waste. When Wang Jia really can't solve it, she will naturally ask.

And around Wang Jia, there will never be a shortage of people who will answer her doubts.

Weng Shu has seen a lot of things written by Wang Jia, from the original calligraphy to the current calligraphy, from Wang Jia's composition contest entries to her latest book, he can see that when Wang Jia wrote these things, What are you thinking, what is your purpose.

Words are alive and changing with the times.In addition to such changes in the general environment, a person's mood can also be seen through his words.

Undoubtedly, too many things written by Wang Jia are covering up her emotions. From the point of view of techniques, she is indeed more mature, but from the point of view of the catharsis of emotions in the content, she is becoming more and more "reserved".I can’t capture her thoughts, or more specifically, there is no special purpose in the words she wrote that are full of writing skills. In this form... but there are really no more.

How can a great work be called great?If it is taken as an example, then the characters in the book must be real enough to make people feel that every character is alive, and they should all change, rather than flat, meaningless, and unsurprising.The setting of the plot should also be ups and downs, and a stage suitable for each character can be built to show each of their characteristics.And telling this story, writing so many characters, must also show some or some kinds of thoughts of the author: either anti-war or cherishing family affection, or pursuing a higher realm...

A book like this loses most of its fun if everything is set up just to show technique.

And the shortcomings of Wang Jia that Weng Shu often pointed out are all this problem.Wang Jia is obviously aware of this serious problem, but she seems indifferent, or maybe she is powerless.

What is the reason, Weng Shu is not Wang Jia, and there is no way to draw a conclusion.But the book "The Brave" made him see Wang Jia's real brilliance, not just the technique, but more the kind of vitality shown by these characters, which is not what Wang Jia's other works can show.

This is not progress, but the beginning of Wang Jia.I really hope that this child can wake up soon and see clearly how to do things for love and joy, instead of forcing himself to walk step by step. Looking at him makes an old man like him feel that this person's life is really tiring.

"I saw this book." The other party's voice was still calm.

"How do you feel?" Weng Shu continued reading the book while making the phone call.

"It's very interesting... This child's storytelling method has the magic power that makes people want to read it, and this story is also quite interesting. From the perspective of defamiliarization art, it has already done quite well. The characters are also very plump, You said it was written by your little apprentice who learned calligraphy, which surprised me." At this time, there seemed to be a smile in his voice.

Weng Shu shook his head and said, "You are all very similar. The little girl is as stubborn as a bull, she looks like a thorn in everyone."

"The next time we gather, bring her. It's not that I said you, Lao Shu, you went to another city alone and hid for three years just to take your little apprentice with you. Now it's because of your little apprentice." Is the apprentice ready to come back?"

Weng Shu shook his head and said, "I am retiring legally, and the old man has no room for criticism. Don't say anything, I don't seem to have done anything. I didn't miss a single one of our parties."

"Old Shu, see you at the party then."

"Yes." Weng Shu hoped that he could help Wang Jia, and hoped that he could accept Wang Jia as a disciple.After all, he only knows calligraphy, but although Wang Jia has aura in calligraphy, if he wants to become a master, he must be a late bloomer, and the child may not be able to wait that long.