However, Yan Yufei thought that Sheng Xia didn't fully understand her mind.

"But they have to rent a house and eat, and they don't have the money to buy it. ”

Midsummer glared at her with a serious face, "Will the salary be low in the heyday?"

Yan Yufei smiled embarrassedly, "Midsummer, I'm just too soft-hearted. ”

"If only you knew it yourself!"

She put her clothes in a bag and picked up the picture that Midsummer had just painted today.

"Midsummer, when are you going to frame my picture?"

"I'll wait until I find the right materials. ”

"I still went to the bedroom, I was afraid I would lose it. This is the fruit of your labor this morning. It would be a shame to lose it. ”

"As long as you don't lose yourself, that's it!"

"I'm following you, how can I lose it!"

"Not necessarily!" "You fool, simple-minded, and don't like to use your brains, you might lose it one day." ”

"I'm stupid, otherwise, how would you call me a fool!"

"Hmm. You're pretty self-aware. ”

Yan Yufei knew that she couldn't talk about him, so she put her clothes and photo frames into her room.

When she was sleeping, Sheng Xia reminded her again, "When you go to Wei Lao's next week, don't tell him about me painting for you." ”

"Why can't you say that?"

"You fool, you're not stupid at all! I'm not telling you for a long time, you haven't even understood what I mean. ”

"If you don't say it, you won't say it!"

……

The next morning, Sheng Xia had breakfast with Yan Yufei and prepared to go back to Sheng's house.

Before he set off, Sheng's mother's phone called.

For this reason, Yan Yufei was extremely nervous, thinking that it was too late to go back and that she would be scolded again.

Midsummer answered the phone, "Mom, we'll be back soon." ”

"In the middle of summer, your father's friend invited us to dinner, and I wasn't at home at noon. ”

"That's right. ”

"Midsummer, why don't you come back with Yufei for dinner. ”

"Okay! Mom, go with my dad. ”

Yan Yufei was finally relieved.

"Midsummer, where are we going to play today?"

"Where do you want to play? I'll take you. ”

Yan Yufei shook her head, "It seems that there is no place I want to go." ”

"Or let's stay at home. ”

"That's fine. In the middle of summer, the table where I painted yesterday is still in the courtyard, so why don't you paint it again? ”

"I don't want to paint today. ”

"Then what do you want to do today?" Yan Yufei asked.

"I'll see you draw!"

He looked at her with wide eyes, "Isn't it okay?"

Yan Yufei shook her head, "I haven't learned it yet." ”

"If you don't want to draw, just watch TV. ”

The two of them watched TV for a morning, and when it was time for lunch, Midsummer called the takeaway to deliver lunch.

After eating, they took a nap.

When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

After a simple tidying up, Midsummer drove her back.

Sheng's mother and Sheng's father have just returned to the house.

After Dad Sheng asked about Midsummer's week, he watched his TV.

This time, Wu Xiang and Cai Ruoyuan didn't come over, and Sheng Ma was in a good mood.

She talked about going to a friend's house for dinner today, and asked Yan Yufei if she would be uncomfortable living there with Sheng Xia.

Midsummer and Yan Yufei both said that they lived very comfortably.

After sitting for a while, Yan Yufei went to the kitchen.

When Aunt Xiao saw her coming, she greeted her with a warm face: "Yufei, you're here." ”

"Aunt Xiao, let me help you. I don't have anything to do anyway. ”

Aunt Xiao hurriedly pushed her outside, "Yufei, go watch TV." I've been ready for a long time, and I don't need your help. ”

There was no way, Yan Yufei had to go back to the living room.

She opened her bag and took out the photo frame that she had drawn yesterday's midsummer.

Sheng Ma didn't know what it was, so she asked, "Yufei, what do you have in your hand?"

Yan Yufei's eyebrows were crooked with a smile. She quickly stood up and handed her the things in her hand.

"Mom, look, this is painted by Midsummer. He's done a great job!"

Sheng Ma first glanced at the photo frame from Yan Yufei's childhood, and then looked at the one she had just drawn.

After reading it, Sheng Ma looked at Yan Yufei in disbelief, "Yufei, is this really drawn by Midsummer?"

"Of course it's true! Mom, have you forgotten that you learned to draw in the middle of summer?"

Sheng Ma touched her head and thought about it, then smiled again, "I forgot about him learning to paint in midsummer." ”

She frowned again, "It's so well drawn, is it really painted in the middle of summer?"

"Mom, you still don't believe it! Midsummer is so versatile, why don't you know?"

Listening to her daughter-in-law boasting about her son's talent, Sheng's mother's mouth couldn't close with a smile.

She held up the painting and shouted to Midsummer's father, "Hey, Midsummer's father, do you believe that this is painted by Midsummer?"

"Show me!" Sheng Dad stretched out his hand.

Yan Yufei hurriedly took it from Sheng's mother and handed it to Sheng's father.

Dad Sheng squinted his eyes in his hand and looked at it seriously, "Isn't this Yufei?"

"It's Yufei!" she said it was drawn by Midsummer. Do you believe it?" Sheng Ma was still skeptical.

"Dad, this is really drawn by Midsummer himself. ”

In order to be more convincing, Yan Yufei pointed to the photo frame, "Dad, look, this is a picture of me when I was a child in the middle of summer." ”

Then, she pointed to another one, "Dad, look, this picture was painted in our yard in the middle of summer yesterday morning. ”

Father Sheng laughed happily, "It turns out that my son is still so talented!"

"Hmm. Yes, Midsummer is inherently versatile. There's a lot more we don't know. Yan Yufei boasted.

Sheng's father took the two paintings to compare, and the more he looked at them, the more he felt that his son was very remarkable. "It seems that we have ruined an excellent great painter!"

Sheng's mother nodded, expressing her approval of what Sheng's father said. "Midsummer is so good. You see, it looks exactly the same as Yufei. ”

Luckily, Midsummer went to his room to look for something. If he was there, he would definitely complain that Yan Yufei was showing off his talent.

"Mom, you don't know, the teacher who learned painting before midsummer, Wei Lao praised him personally, saying that he was very talented. ”

"That's right. Alas, that's not a pity!" Sheng Ma showed a regretful expression.

"Mom, Midsummer told me that his childhood dream was to be a painter. ”

Dad Sheng nodded, "Alas, it's just that we forced him to join the army as a soldier in the future, which made everyone unhappy during that time." ”

Hearing Sheng's father say this, Yan Yufei immediately answered, "Dad, fortunately, Sheng Xia didn't go to the army, otherwise, I wouldn't have had a chance to meet him." ”

Her words made Sheng Ma and Sheng Dad laugh.

Sheng Ma smiled and said, "Yufei, you told the truth. If Midsummer really entered the army, then it would be impossible for you to know each other, let alone get married. ”

Dad Sheng nodded in recognition of what Mother Sheng said, "It seems that there is really such a thing as fate." ”

"Of course there is!" Yan Yufei pointed to the photo frame, "Dad, you see, this is me when I was a child, before, I didn't know Midsummer at all." ”

Speaking of this, she herself thought it was ridiculous, so she laughed. "Dad, Mom, you don't know, Midsummer has seen me very early. He's had a crush on me for years. ”

Sheng's father and Sheng's mother laughed.

Sheng Ma was very curious, "Yufei, is there really such a thing?"

Yan Yufei took the photo frame from Sheng's father and handed it to Sheng's mother, "Dad, Mom, you see, this photo frame is evidence." Belch. There is a lot of evidence!"

Sheng's father and mother laughed backwards and forwards, and the laughter echoed in the living room.

Midsummer walked out of the room, "What are you laughing at?"