On the door frame of the room, the word "Yunxi Pavilion" written on a whim in the second year of high school and in the seal script that he was not proficient in is still pasted. I still remember that my father was picky about her for nothing, and my brother pointed at him and laughed, saying that he was really a lazy girl, and he only thought about sleeping with a name, while his mother shook her head helplessly and let her mess around. It's so nice to finally be home.

The room has long been cleaned spotlessly by her mother, the green gauze tent on the bed is gently lifted, the two cushions embroidered by her mother are randomly placed on the wall, the pure white floral bedspread, Xiaoyi is greedy and lies on the bed and does not want to get up. Because my mother eloped with my father, she didn't marry, and all the furniture in the house was saved little by little by the two of them when they had a job. There is a small dresser in Xiao Yi's room. The maroon red solid wood is carved with classical flowers, without a nail, and there is a calm and rustic between a drill and a chisel, with a log stool with a dresser. Because he was away from home for four years, the dresser was very clean, with only two wooden combs and a few simple silver jewelry. Near the balcony is a large desk, on which there are still four treasures of the study, I don't know if my mother put it on recently or has not taken it. After simply packing up her things and changing her clothes, Xiao Yi stood on the balcony of the room and looked at the courtyard below.

"Yiyi, pack up and eat." Mom shouted downstairs, "Call your dad, he's in the study." ”

"Hey." Xiao Yi likes this balcony in her room, standing on the top, you can see the balcony of her parents' room on the right, and you can see the whole yard down, at that time, her father and mother were playing Tai Chi in the yard, and she couldn't help but rush downstairs to push her hand with her father.

For dinner, there are fried beans and tomato soup that Yun Yi dreams of, although she has learned to cook with her mother abroad over the years, and her friends say that it is delicious, Xiao Yi can't make the taste of her mother. My father poured everyone a small glass of wine, which my mother had made herself from picking the family's grapes last fall. After more than a year, the degree is already not low.

"Your dad took a leave of absence from school today because you came back." Mom smiled and talked to Yun Yi while serving rice.

"Ah, isn't there a holiday now? Dad, are you still teaching painting there? ”

"Well," Dad said, "The primary school in the town doesn't have so much money, and I can't hire a painting teacher, anyway, it's okay, your brother has also gone to the capital to develop, so I should choose whether there are good seedlings." "Since Yunyi was in elementary school, my father has been teaching painting and handwriting classes at Yunyin Primary School. The salary of the primary school teacher in the town is very low, but Yun Yi has the impression that the family has never worried about their livelihood, and later, when he grew up, he learned that Du Kui, Du Banshan, this name, is actually called "Taidou" in the calligraphy and painting world. Xiao Yi once asked his father why he lived in such a small town if he was so famous. My father was lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard, shaking a pu fan and smiling slightly: "This is clean, no one bothers me and your mother." Besides, people just appreciate my paintings, what do I do? ”

"Why did my brother go to the capital, and you are willing to let him go?" Xiao Yi asked her father with a smile, her father was very strict with her brother, and always felt that he had not completed his studies, so he was never allowed to go out to "show off", let alone mention his father's name to others. If it weren't for the fact that his paintings from childhood to his eldest brother have won many awards, I am afraid that he would think that he is useless.