wanted to see what she thought, and the butterfly said generously: You see if he has any qualifications, and if he doesn't, you don't have to bother.

Zhuang Yousheng stared at the butterfly and said: It doesn't matter if you are qualified or not, and I don't have any qualifications myself. But learning more is also a skill in the future. I think he's okay.

Butterfly said indifferently: I don't expect him to become a big tool, he can learn a little, but you don't have to be too tired yourself, you see that you have to teach students, and you have to draw by yourself, I am worried that you will not have enough energy.

Zhuang Yousheng smiled slightly and said: It's okay. I just watched him draw. It's also a break.

Although Zhuang Yousheng is indeed very serious about teaching Zhikite to paint, it can be seen that Zhuang Yousheng has regarded Zhiyuan as a different student over the years. And more and more rest time is spent on the little kite. But the butterfly never thought about what kind of realm the kite could draw.

She didn't participate in it, she just didn't want to ruin Zhuang Yousheng's interest, and for Zhi Kite, it was not bad for a boy to experience his endurance. She watched from the sidelines as the father and son saw how long the tug-of-war over painting could last.

Butterfly always thought that this war would end soon, and Zhuang Yousheng would see clearly that Zhi Kite had no talent in this area at all, and was not a malleable talent at all, and Zhi Kite would be playful, naughty and impatient like all boys of this age.

The butterfly is actually waiting for such an ending in her heart. Then she could logically let the kite escape from this cage and live a loose and unrestrained childhood.

It's just that these true thoughts, Butterfly suppressed in her heart, and did not talk to Zhuang Yousheng in detail. She was also deeply afraid that he would mind.

The reason why this is so may be because her father always suppressed a lot when she was a child, expected too much from her, and hoped too much, and Butterfly felt that time depressed and boring all her life. So she treats her child's growth process completely in the opposite way, and just wants him to be an ordinary and simple person.

Moreover, everyone has their own development trajectory, which is not something that can be controlled by parents, and it is better for him to control his own destiny. As long as you don't have a big difference, you can do anything.

But whether it is Zhuang Yousheng or Zhiji, they have shown endurance and persistence beyond the imagination of butterflies. I have been walking inexplicably on the road of painting for several years, and there is no sign of the end.

Moreover, the painting of the kite is becoming more and more stanceal, and the more it looks like that. He was already able to draw very good fine-brush sketches, and he was able to sit there and paint for a long time. Doing one thing so attentively and without distractions really surprised the butterflies.

Butterfly had to admit that she really misjudged the father and son.

Once the child's habit is formed, it is really cheap butterfly, once they enter the studio, the butterfly becomes extraordinarily idle, in addition to the daily housework, the butterfly begins to think about finding something to do for himself, to say, this family, now seems to be the most idle person is the butterfly.

She suddenly remembered that Gao Ruohan moved her father's computer, which has now been kept in the utility room as a miscellaneous item, and she knows that there are many manuscripts written by her father, and it is said that her father has been writing his memoirs in his later years. The butterfly suddenly felt the need to flip it out and look at it.

Now that the butterfly is not confused, she begins to feel the need to reacquaint herself with her father's life in this life.

Not being a parent, not knowing how to be a parent.

Butterflies are gradually understanding this truth. At that time, my father's various disciplines and teachings to myself were considered the biggest troubles in my life, which was really unbearable. Dad's good intentions were abandoned by himself. Now that I have experienced such a life, stepped on thousands of mountains and rivers, I began to know the hardships and difficulties, and people began to understand gradually.

In addition, Butterfly hasn't worked for several years, and she is a little out of temper and lifeless as a full-time housewife, and the whole person is depressed and decadent.

Wearing home clothes all day long, hurriedly holding his hair in a bun, busy with housework and children, living a life of isolation from society and everything. That kind of gloom and depression, only the butterfly itself knows, how unbearable and gray it is. Often looking at the kite, she is alone and depressed, feeling that life is like a layer of dust, the door to the light has been closed, and the whole soul is wearing away little by little, shrinking little by little, and dying little by little.

Sitting and thinking like this, she herself would dislike and be disgusted and disgusted with herself for no reason, like a person on the verge of a grave, like a pool of water that has been cut off from flowing, slowly rotting and stinking in the years of oblivion. That carrion aura would spread at a shuddering rate.

Butterflies will suddenly wake up from this slumber and keep asking themselves: Wuji, Wuji, how did you live like this? If you look at yourself, you don't look like yourself anymore.

Yes, the butterfly does not know herself anymore, every time she looks in the mirror, she is in a trance, not as capable, spiritual, and bright as in the past, wearing home clothes all day long, her hair is hurriedly tied in a bun, indescribably sloppy, and scattered.

The butterfly looked at it, and she was so frightened that she trembled.

Is this the life you choose? Dad's expectations of himself, training, and teaching, now look at it, it's just a joke that can't be laughed at. Behind the laughter is all bitterness.

As a woman in the workplace and as a full-time housewife, Butterfly understands a truth, and there is a world of difference between the two. Different identities will produce completely different values, outlook on life and social status.

Women in the workplace are confident, bright, and full of confidence. But once you retreat to the depths of the family, all these original aura that shrouded you will disappear, and after a long time, you will involuntarily feel that you have become closed, inferior, depressed, and unable to see any value that belongs to you. Before it was completely numb and sinking, the butterfly already felt that if she continued to live like this, she would definitely go crazy.

She also didn't go to work at some stages before, but not going to work doesn't mean that she doesn't have a job, she still has a lot of socializing and socializing outside of her body, and there will be many magazines and friends who invite her to write articles and participate in various activities. At that time, she was still active in this society, in the field of work. It can be said that life is quite moist and glorious.

At that time, she was still playing an ambiguous game with the diving bird, and that kind of imminent departure really nourished the butterfly's heart, so she never doubted herself, or looked down on herself.

Today, however, the situation is completely different. Over the years, she has difficulty moving outside, and she always has to rely on Zhuang Yousheng's car.