On the way back, Sheng Xia turned his face sideways, "Fool, I asked you to call him Old Wei, why do you still call him Teacher Wei?"

"I was so excited and excited that I accidentally called the wrong one. ”

"I've hired a teacher for you, you have to study hard! Okay?"

In order not to disappoint him and disappoint him, she promised: "Okay." I listen to you. ”

"Also, don't share the matter of learning calligraphy and painting with your classmates!" Sheng Xia told again.

Yan Yufei nodded "um".

At this moment, her mind is full of things about calligraphy and painting.

She secretly made up her mind that she must study hard and strive to surpass the level of painting in the middle of summer. She can draw whatever she wants in the future.

Thinking of this, her precious photo frame popped up in her mind again.

"Midsummer, you say I'm so stupid, can I draw a picture in the future that matches the picture frame?" Yan Yufei waited for his answer.

"How do I know? People say that a famous teacher makes a good apprentice. As for what level you can learn, it's up to you. So, you have to learn to focus. Understood?"

"Hmm. Thinking of her picture frame, she was suddenly refreshed and refreshed. "Midsummer, when I learn, I must draw the photo frame of me when I was a child into the sea of golden rape flowers. ”

"Okay! You can draw if you want! This right is in your own hands!" Sheng Xia suddenly changed his words, "But yes, you have to have that level! Otherwise, how can you draw!"

Yan Yufei was very confident. "In the middle of summer, I will definitely be able to do it! One day in the future, I will definitely paint myself beautifully!"

She smiled sweetly at him, "Midsummer, I'm going to paint you handsome, too!"

Midsummer laughed, "Fool, I'm handsome enough now! Where do you want to make me handsome? You're not afraid that people will rob me?"

"Don't be afraid!" Yan Yufei replied crisply. "Hey, hey. Ruo Amaranth and Wu Xiang both said that women should be able to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen. First of all, I will strive to be able to go to the hall!"

There are fewer vehicles at night, and while talking, I arrive home unconsciously.

Midsummer let her get out of the car before driving the car into the garage.

Yan Yufei went to the house first, thinking that the kitchen was still a mess, and she had to go to the kitchen to clean up.

Waiting for Midsummer to come upstairs, but I didn't see her people. "Baby, where have you been?"

Hearing the scream, Yan Yufei rushed out of the kitchen, her face full of anger, "Where did you hide my dishes in midsummer?"

Midsummer smiled slyly, and then, with his head raised and his eyebrows, there was a condescending taste. "Fool, is your garbage worth hiding?"

"Huh, isn't it?" Yan Yufei was really furious, "You threw away my dishes in the middle of summer?"

"That's right!" Midsummer raised the corners of her mouth, "Fool, you guessed right!"

"Mom!" Yan Yufei raised her hand to cover her heart in great pain, and she glared at him fiercely, "Midsummer, do you know how much I spent on those dishes?"

"It's just a few small bucks! Look at you, you are still in love! Is it so important?" Midsummer looked very disdainful.

"How many small coins are yours!" Yan Yufei tugged at his hand, "Say, where did you throw it?"

"Trash can!" Midsummer looked at her with a serious face, "Do you still want to go to the trash can and pick it up?"

"You don't know how to be thrifty in the middle of summer! Diligence and thrift are the traditional virtues of our Chinese people, do you know?"

"Isn't it just a few dollars? You're still so long-winded! If you're not reconciled, I'll just seal the kitchen door for you!" exclaimed Midsummer.

"Midsummer, you're so domineering!"

"I'm not overbearing, how can I lead a company forward!"

As for the dishes in the refrigerator, she carefully selected them according to the book. How could she not feel distressed!

Seeing that she was still worried about the discarded vegetables, he yelled at her, "Hurry up and take a bath!

Speaking of learning to paint tomorrow, Yan Yufei ran into the bedroom and took out her beloved photo frame, smiling so happily. The trouble of throwing vegetables just now has long been forgotten by her.

She held up the photo frame and asked him: "In the middle of summer, people say that women have changed eighteen times." Isn't it getting more and more beautiful?"

She sighed, "Well, I don't understand why I'm getting uglier and uglier."

Midsummer touched her head, "Fool, I don't dislike you, what do you care about!"

She really likes herself in the photo frame, and she can't help but put the photo frame to her mouth and kiss it, and her heart is beautiful.

"Midsummer, if only I could still maintain the same appearance as I did when I was a child!"

"Fool, you're not bad now!"

"I loved me when I was a kid!"

"I like you better now!"

She was so touched that she snuggled up in his arms and smiled so happily.

……

After a tiring day in the middle of summer, I soon entered the dream fragrance.

In the dream, he dreamed that when he returned home after experiencing life from Granny Wen, his heart was still immersed in the nature of that beautiful village.

He was disgusted with the so-called civilization in the city. The simplicity of nature could not be forgotten in his heart.

Then he suddenly had the idea to commemorate all that natural things.

In this way, he clamored to tell his parents that he wanted to attend an art training class.

Father Sheng said: "A man sweats to do great things that stand up to the sky. Learning to draw is a pure waste of time and energy. ”

Sheng Ma can understand the mood of midsummer. "If your child likes something, you have to support it!"

Sheng's father was angry, and came up with a cruel sentence: "If the child wants to kill people and set fires, you must also support him!"

Sheng's mother retorted: "Let children learn calligraphy and painting, cultivate interest and concentration, and at the same time, they can also find fun from it, and cultivate sentiment by the way." What's so bad?"

Grandpa Sheng and Grandma Sheng love their grandson the most. The two old men said in unison: "Yes!

Midsummer was overjoyed. It is still his grandparents and mothers who know his heart best.

Grandma Sheng also said: "Let a child learn calligraphy and painting, but also stimulate his potential." It's a win-win-win Why oppose it?"

In this way, the minority of the family had to obey the majority, and Father Sheng had to compromise.

As for which training course to find, it is of course the best for them, a family of high-ranking officials.

In addition, the family also specially invited Wei Lao for additional counseling for Midsummer.

Midsummer studied very hard, and was often praised by teachers and Wei Lao, praising him as a very smart and inspired child.

Towards the end of the summer vacation, his painting skills improved a lot.

So, he painted in his study at night, and he tried to paint all the beautiful scenery of Granny Wen.

However, he felt that the most inspirational thing was the portrait of her.

Next, he painted her every night. Of course, he's getting better and better.

Just when he was immersed in the most energetic painting, Sheng Ma pushed the door in, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of summer?"

"I'm not done yet!" Sheng Xia hurriedly covered the picture he was drawing with a book.

Sheng Ma ordered: "Turn off the lights and go to bed immediately!"

"No! I haven't finished drawing yet!

Sheng's mother saw that he was disobedient, so she turned off the light with a "snap".

Midsummer shouted, "I'm not done yet, I still want to paint, I still want to paint, I want to paint, I want to paint......

Suddenly, the alarm clock rang and woke him up from his dream.