Wang Yan entered the house, and there was a pot of spider plants on the shoe cabinet, and it was an artificial flower when she looked closely. Mom is at home, how can there be real flowers in the house, I am really delusional.

Yan Yan saw her daughter enter the door and said to her; "Little princess is off work, go wash your hands, let's get ready for dinner." After saying that, he put down the sofa cover in his hand and went into the kitchen to get the meal that had already been prepared.

Wang Yan found that the sofa cover was new, with small pink flowers printed on it, and light green leaves were embellished between the flowers, which were beautifully combined.

"Baby, go wash your hands, we'll start eating right away."

After hearing her mother's words, Wang Yan obediently went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and after washing her hands, she helped her mother serve food from the kitchen to the dining room. For as long as she can remember, the family's recipes have been built around her, and until now she is not sure what her parents like to eat.

"Do you like some of the new ornaments I bought?" Mother's question lit up Wang Yan's question for several days, and Wang Yan had always hidden this question in her heart and didn't dare to ask.

Many years ago, when I had just entered school, my nature teacher told me to collect leaves to make specimens, and my classmates and I complied with the teacher's instructions to collect leaves. To save trouble, I uprooted the plants and brought them home. When my mother came home, she suddenly vomited when she saw the plants I had collected, and my father was digging a well in the field at that time, so I had to call my uncle, who took my mother to the hospital. I followed them to the hospital, where my uncle told me very solemnly not to let my mother touch plants, especially their roots. If the consequences of exposure are unimaginable. I don't understand why, but I know I can't live without my mom. In order not to be a child without a mother, I had to give up what I really liked. Although a few years after that incident, my father told me that my mother was not the kind of reaction because of plant allergies, but I never dared to try, in my heart, the hobby can be secretly liked in a place without my mother, and my mother has only one, and if my mother does not have it, she will completely lose it.

After eating, Yan Yan showed Wang Yan the small ornaments she bought. Calico sofa covers with small pink flowers as the main tone, various artificial flowers, bamboo flower stands, artificial rattans, etc.

Wang Yan looked at the realistic plants, and was overjoyed and couldn't put it down. "Do you like it? Let's arrange it together" Mom's proposal, Wang Yan immediately agreed.

After the two were busy together, they watched the rearrangement of the home, and the original modern style of the home became a mix of Scandinavian and rural style.

The light blue curtains correspond to the sky blue pattern on the white tiles on the floor, and match harmoniously with the pink sofa. Green is dotted in different positions to enhance the visual beauty.

Wang Yan, who was entangled in her heart, still asked her mother the question in her heart, "Mom, you buy these things, Dad doesn't like things that are too fancy." ”

Yan Yan asked rhetorically; "Do you like these?"

Mom kept staring at Wang Yan's eyes, so that Wang Yan didn't dare to hide any careful thoughts in her heart, so she could only answer honestly: "I like it." She knew that this was the first time that she had expressed her love for green plants in her mother's heart, and after she finished speaking, she had some regrets in her heart, and in addition to regret, she was also afraid.

Yan Yan said to her daughter very calmly; "If you like it, you don't care what your dad does. Your uncle told me that you liked these, said that he gave you a gift, and you liked it, guess you liked this. ”

Although he grew up, in front of his mother and uncle, he never kept a secret, but as he grew older, this incident became a thorn in his heart, and it was not pleasant to pay attention to being seen through. Hastily replied, "Oh. ”

Yan Yan continued to say to her daughter; "I see that since you returned to work in the oil field, you have never seen you smile at work every day, and I want to make you feel better in this way. Baby, mom wants you to be happy every day, not a bitter gourd face every day. ”

"Mom, I'm tired from work today and want to go to bed early. I have to work the night shift tomorrow. Wang Yan suddenly lost interest in talking to her mother, and didn't like to continue to be seen through by her mother. What is fake is fake, and in the end it cannot become true. The policy of sticks and turnips is old-fashioned.

Wang Yan finished speaking and went back to her room. Yan Yan looked at the new things she bought, wondering if the eldest brother's method would be feasible, although it was still her own, but the bigger she grew, the more elusive her temperament became.

Wang Yan returned to the room, and did not prepare to rest as her mother said, but took out the sketch of the hut that Su Peng had just given her, opened it and spread it on the shelf, took out a paper of the same size, opened her pencil case, and picked out a pencil with suitable soft and hard sketching pencils and began to copy the painting.

There is not a trace of distraction in my heart, and all my energy is gathered in my hands and eyes. Carefully observe the whole painting with your eyes, imprint every part of the painting in your mind, and transform the whole picture in your mind, change seven different places, and then draw them out to form a new painting. This new painting is a gift for Su Peng's Tanabata Festival.

This is something agreed upon after they have confirmed their relationship and celebrated the first Tanabata Festival. The agreement that belongs only to the two of them is unique and cannot be replicated. At that time, they also agreed that as long as they were together, they would do so every year, unless one of them died, or they separated.

The sound of holding a pencil and rubbing paper disturbed the silence of the night, Wang Yan was immersed in painting, the door opened, Yan Yan stood at the door, watched her daughter painting, quietly put the cut fruit, put it on the wall, and quietly closed the door.

The whole process from Yan Yan's entry to leaving, Wang Yan didn't know. Since systematically learning to draw to the present, Wang Yan can't say that he likes or hates painting. But when I paint, my mind is highly concentrated, everything around me has nothing to do with me, and after painting, my body is like being drained, and I am very hungry.

Wang Yan put down the paintbrush, glanced at the time on her phone, and calculated it in her heart, a total of an hour. I said to myself, "If you don't paint for a long time, your ability begins to deteriorate." "Seven differences, take pictures with your mobile phone, send them to Brother Peng, and wait for his answer tomorrow.

Su Peng is now holding his mobile phone to chat with others, and the paintings he sent trigger the joy in his heart. replied immediately; "Little fool. We are less than a kilometer apart. Not last year. ”。

Seeing the message from her boyfriend, Wang Yan woke up. After many years of long-distance relationship, such behavior has become a habit. Suddenly changed the way and evolved into the current discomfort. At the end of the long-distance relationship, there will be more time for them to get together, and the former thoughts will become a realistic version of companionship, a small sacrifice, and forbearance will become insignificant in the face of big gains. She will face the future that belongs to the two of them happily and sweetly.