Chapter 16 I have a pot of wine, enough to comfort the dust
"Qianhua's mother is coming to the house for dinner tomorrow?"
Huang Shang brushed for a moment, and opened the mobile phone group casually, but there was no information about Qianhua.
"Yes." Jin Xinyun looked at the painting he was painting, and suddenly had an urge to drink two glasses.
On a snowy night, a young woman dressed as a maid cautiously opened the door, revealing several merchants sitting together, drinking and keeping warm.
A pot of hot water was boiling on the small coal stove, and several wine jugs were soaking in it, bubbling with steam.
The whole painting gave her a feeling of comfort.
On a snowy night, friends from all over the world sat together, burning a small stove and drinking, not too comfortable.
The artistic conception of the scene painting is full, as if people are in it, chatting with the people in the tavern, drinking and having fun.
"This painting is amazing! Son, you are indeed a genius painter. Jin Xinyun did not hesitate to appreciate.
"It's not over yet!" Huang Shang continued to draw a few strokes and asked, "Why did you come to the house for dinner?" Do you have business to discuss? Or is it related to a thousand flowers? โ
"They don't have any business to talk about when they are engaged in politics, it's nothing more than policies and taxes." Jin Xinyun sat down on the side of the bed and said, "But it also has something to do with Qianhua." โ
"Oh?"
Huang Shang drew a few more strokes: "Go on!" โ
Jin Xinyun pursed her lips and smiled, "What delicious food did you make at noon today?" After Qianhua went back, she kept chattering in front of her family, and she simply said that the meal was a delicacy that only existed in heaven. โ
"It's certainly not because of this." Huang Shang said lightly: "As a political family, they all go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. โ
"Probably to inspect the alternate son-in-law!" Jin Xinyun smiled.
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Huang Shang put down his paintbrush and turned to look at her.
Jin Xinyun touched his face: "There is something on my face?" โ
"I'll be back next month." Huang Shang said.
"So what?" Jin Xinyun smiled.
"Do you think it's possible for me and Chika, or some other woman?" Huang Shang asked.
"How do you know it's impossible without trying?" Jin Xinyun smiled: "Now that transportation and communication are so convenient, even transnational love is not a problem, and besides, you are a physical education teacher in China, you can quit at any time if you want to, and you will live with me in Japan in ......the future."
"Impossible!" Huang Shang was categorical: "It is impossible for me to settle abroad in my life. โ
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Jin Xinyun was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "It's okay, just come and meet, it's up to you whether you succeed or not." โ
The air was quiet for a moment.
Huang Shang exhaled and said: "I know that it is not easy for you to work hard alone in a foreign country, but you must also know that it was you who took the initiative to abandon your family and abandon me, although you have been trying to compensate me for the past few years, and I have not blamed you, but the road is all on your own." I respect your wishes if you are willing to work hard in a foreign country, but correspondingly, please also respect my willingness to stay and live in China. โ
After a pause: "The new home is much happier than here, if you weren't here, I wouldn't be here." โ
Jin Xinyun pulled back her fluffy hair and smiled, "Well, thank you, son." After a pause: "Thank you for being like your father, otherwise you will never forgive me for the rest of your life." โ
"If you know, it's good."
Huang Shang picked up the brush again, finished the last few strokes, and then wrote half a poem:
I have a jug of wine, enough to soothe the dust.
Finally, write the year, month and day, and the signature is: I.
"If you don't have a stamp, you won't cover it."
"Huh? Oh......"
Jin Xinyun looked at the poems written by Huang Shang and this beautiful font that he had never seen before, and said in surprise: "This character is so beautiful, what font is it?" โ
"Homemade." Huang Shang put down his brush and said, "It takes a lot of energy to paint such a painting, one in the next two days, and strive to finish ten paintings before returning to China." โ
"Created by yourself?"
Jin Xinyun really can't understand his son, it should be said that he can't understand his son who came to Japan this time.
In the past few years, he has obviously not shown anything, but this time he has continuously revealed his talent.
The scary thing is that all of this is unintentionally shown by him.
What does this mean? It shows that in addition to what has been revealed, there must be a lot of hidden talents that have not been revealed.
What kind of treasure son did you give birth to? Isn't it too genius?
The geniuses are a bit like demons.
But......
Jin Xinyun touched her cheek and smiled, "It's me." โ
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I don't know what my own mother is narcissistic?
"Is there anything else?" Huang Shang asked.
Jin Xinyun came back to her senses and said, "Qianhua's mother will come over for dinner tomorrow night, this matter has been decided, if nothing else, Qianhua should also come over together, so ......"
With his hands folded, he pleaded: "Son, I have to trouble you again tomorrow." โ
"I see."
This little thing is nothing, Huang Shang nodded: "Is there anything else?" โ
"Don't you want to talk to me like that?" Jin Xinyun had a pitiful face.
"Enough talk about the other day." Huang Shangdao: "Going back and forth between the company and home every day, you should be a little annoyed!" โ
"How so." Jin Xinyun said: "For the sake of my son, no matter how much sacrifice is sweet." โ
"Since you say the word sacrifice, it means that you already think that you have paid too much." Huang Shang shook his head: "So don't force yourself, if you want to be in the company, you can be in the company, and I can go to the company to see you." โ
"I'm so touched that my son cares about me so much." Jin Xinyun wiped the tears of happiness and smiled: "Recently, there are a lot of things in the company, and when I finish entertaining Qianhua's mother tomorrow, I will probably be busy for a while, is it okay to be alone during this period?" โ
"What could be the problem?" Huang Shang said: "Just take care of yourself, with your work attitude, it is not strange to die suddenly one day." โ
Jin Xinyun puffed out her cheeks: "Bad son, can't you hope that I will be good?" โ
"It's because I'm looking forward to your good that I will remind you." Huang Shang looked at the corner of her eyes, although it was very shallow and shallow, but crow's feet could be faintly seen: "You are not young anymore." โ
"I feel very young." Jin Xinyun snorted lightly: "The average life expectancy of modern people is getting longer and longer, and I am mentally prepared to live a hundred years old." According to the average age of thirty years in ancient times, I am still a fifteen-year-old girl! โ
"......" Huang Shang didn't want to say anything, stood up, and said, "You should go to sleep." โ
"Then tomorrow's dinner, please."
"Hmm."
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Fujiwara house, study.
Miki Fujiwara hung up the phone, thought about it, got up and walked to the door of the eldest daughter's bedroom.
Knock Knock โ
"Chika, are you sleeping?"
"Mom?" Chika Fujiwara opened the door and asked, "It's so late, is there something wrong?" โ
Looking at her daughter, who had already changed into pajamas and was wearing a nightcap, Miki Fujiwara smiled and said, "Don't you let your mother in?" โ
"Oh, come in, Mommy!"
As the most favored eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family, Fujiwara Chika's bedroom is full of girlish style and cuteness is too much.
Miki Fujiwara sat on the side of the small square table on the carpet, looked at her daughter sitting opposite her, and asked with a smile, "Qianhua, what kind of person do you think Huang Shang is?" โ
"Brother Huang Shang?"
Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and said, "Why did my mother suddenly ask about Brother Huang Shang?" โ
"Who made Qianhua keep saying how delicious the child's food was since she came back, of course my mother was curious." Miki Fujiwara smiled.
"Hey, hey, that's what I said." Fujiwara Chika knocked on her head, stuck out her tongue mischievously, and said, "Brother Huang Shang's words, he is a very amazing person!" โ
"Oh? Magical? โ
"Uh-huh." Fujiwara Chika nodded again and again: "Brother Huang Shang seems to know everything, he can do everything very well, he is simply a genius...... Yes! By the way, Brother Huang Shang's IQ is 149, which is higher than Qianhua! โ
"149, that's a genius indeed." Miki Fujiwara nodded.
"Hey, hey, yes! Not only that, Brother Huang Shang ......"
Speaking of Huang Shang, Fujiwara Chika seemed to have endless words, Fujiwara Miki listened with a smile all the time, nodded and agreed from time to time, and the image of Huang Shang in her heart was much fuller.
Overall, it was perfect in every way except nationality.
Thinking of this, Fujiwara Miki asked in between the thirst that Fujiwara Chika said and drank water to moisten her throat, "Does Chika want to marry him?" โ
"Poofโ"