Chapter 187: The Most Precious Memories
Both of them were very curious, and they didn't know what the so-called final assessment would be.
However, after a week ago, Fu Jinxing and He Sijia can be sure that this Professor Li is indeed a parenting expert, she understands the psychology of children very well, speaks humorously, and can always get to the point.
Every time they listen to her class, they have a feeling of being sudden.
Especially listening to the real-life examples she cited, even He Sijia regretted that he hadn't learned these things earlier.
"Don't be nervous, our purpose is to better accompany the growth of children, and I will not deliberately make things difficult for you."
Seeing the expressions on the faces of the two people, Professor Li smiled.
After a pause, she continued: "It's not difficult to say, it's not difficult to say, you have to be attentive, in the next two hours, you have to prepare a gift for each other." ”
Fu Jinxing and He Sijia glanced at each other and were surprised: "Gift? ”
Professor Li said with a smile: "I know very well that both of you are high-income earners, especially Mr. Fu, who only needs to make a phone call, even aircraft cannons. However, giving a gift that can not only express your heart, but also make the other person feel happy, is the fundamental meaning of this assessment, please think clearly before making a decision. ”
After speaking, she lowered her head, raised her wrist, and told the time.
"Two hours, the countdown begins. You are not allowed to exchange opinions with each other, and we hope that everyone will follow the rules of the game. Okay, I'm going to the next one, and in two hours, I'll be back. ”
In addition to the Fu family, Professor Li is also in charge of another family's parent-child education course, and it has been very hard to travel between the two families this week.
"Okay, Professor Li, I'll let Xiao Zhao send you."
He Sijia personally sent her away, and told Xiao Zhao to be careful all the way, send Professor Li to another house, and pick her up later.
After coming back, she looked distressed, and didn't seem to know what gift to give Fu Jinxing.
Joke, he doesn't lack anything, can he still go up to the sky to pick a star!
Just when He Sijia was racking his brains, in fact, Fu Jinxing was also thinking hard and couldn't come up with a perfect answer.
It would be nice to be an ordinary woman, perfume, lipstick, designer handbags, diamonds, just give one or several of them, and they will be very happy.
But He Sijia is not an ordinary woman, not to mention that her own economic strength can afford these things, even if she can't afford it, if it is given by Fu Jinxing, she may not like it.
After all, he couldn't understand her stubbornness anymore and knew it well.
"Let's think separately, lest people say that we colluded, what if we finally come up with it and it is invalidated?"
He Sijia said worriedly.
As soon as the words fell, she turned around and left the room, leaving Fu Jinxing upstairs alone.
When he went downstairs, an idea suddenly popped into Hesga's heart.
She quickly ran into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found that Sister Ping had already stuffed the refrigerator to the brim, which contained all kinds of ingredients, and the cabinet next to it was also neatly arranged with all kinds of spices.
"There it is!"
He Sijia's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but snap his fingers.
As soon as she said it, she ripped off her apron, washed her hands, and got busy in the kitchen.
"Gift ......"
Fu Jinxing touched his chin and said to himself, "Gift ......"
What a special problem!
In a wheelchair, he walked out of the bedroom and into the study next door.
After moving to the villa, Fu Jinxing finally designed a spacious and bright study, almost 60 square meters, in addition to a whole wall of bookcases, tables and chairs, but also reserved a corner, with a few paintings hanging on the wall.
In fact, those paintings were painted by him, but many people don't know about them, including He Sijia.
She also thought that it was a masterpiece that Fu Jinxing bought back from the auction.
Fu Jinxing took out a full set of painting tools from the bookcase, arranged them in the same way, adjusted the height and angle of the easel, then took a deep breath and picked up the paintbrush.
He hadn't painted in person for several years, and he was worried about his hands, but he didn't expect to actually start writing, but he had a very familiar feeling, as if he had been brewing thousands of times, and now he just presented the feeling he wanted on the drawing paper.
I don't know how long it has been since I had this feeling of integrating the whole person into the painting, and the more Fu Jinxing painted, the more excited he became, and he even forgot the time.
When the last stroke was completed, he stared at the painting in front of him for a long time, and once again realized what it means to be hearty.
The forehead is covered with a dense layer of fine sweat, and sometimes, creation itself is also manual work, especially for Fu Jinxing, who has limited mobility.
He sat in a wheelchair and waited until the ink was dry, then he carefully rolled it up.
Subconsciously glanced at the time, and there were less than ten minutes left.
In other words, Fu Jinxing painted for more than an hour.
At the same time, there was a car horn downstairs, and it was Xiao Zhao who was carrying Professor Li back.
"I don't know if she'll like this gift, or what she'll give me."
Fu Jinxing chuckled, and found that his heart was full of anticipation, and that feeling of restlessness made him seem to have returned to his teenage years all of a sudden.
There is no maturity, only greenness.
In less than two minutes, Xiao Zhao ran up and pushed Fu Jin into the elevator.
Thanks to the original decoration, Fu Jinxing asked the designer to install an elevator inside the villa, otherwise, he is now going up and down every day, and it is troublesome.
As soon as he arrived on the first floor, Fu Jinxing sniffed and smelled a very faint sweet and sour taste.
He vaguely guessed something, and his face was happy.
Professor Li saw Fu Jinxing holding a scroll in his hand and smiled slightly: "Mr. Fu, are you ready?" ”
He bowed his head: "Well, I hope she'll like it." ”
"As long as it is a gift from the heart, the other party will definitely feel your heart."
Professor Li nodded, smiling even deeper.
While he was talking, He Sijia came out of the kitchen at a trot, looking very nervous: "Is it time?" Am I late? ”
Fu Jinxing hurriedly said: "No, don't worry, take your time." ”
I saw that her apron was splashed with dots of red soup, and her face was also stained with some starch and other things, and she looked a little embarrassed.
"Five minutes to go."
Professor Li glanced at the time and reminded, "Don't be late. ”
He Sijia nodded, and ran into the kitchen again.
When she came out again, she was holding a plate of sweet and sour tenderloin in her hand, steaming hot and exuding a fragrance.
Even Professor Li couldn't help but praise: "It's so fragrant." ”
He Sijia put the sweet and sour tenderloin on the table and took three pairs of chopsticks.
She said with some apprehension: "I made it three times, the first two times were not very satisfied, this is the third time, I haven't tasted it yet, I don't know if it's delicious." ”
It stands to reason that she did it according to the method that Fu Jinxing told her, but she always felt that it was 108,000 miles behind his craftsmanship and could not be exactly the same.
Seeing that there is not enough time, whether it is good or not, it can only be like this.
He Sijia handed the dishes and chopsticks to Fu Jinxing and Professor Li, and looked at them expectantly: "Taste it, try the taste." ”
After a pause, she added: "Don't worry, even if it doesn't taste, it will definitely not upset your stomach, I promise, really." ”
That serious look made both of them laugh.
They each tasted it, and none of them spoke.
He Sijia suddenly became even more uneasy, and she grabbed the corner of her apron tightly with her fingers, twisting and twisting.
deliberately waited for another minute before Fu Jinxing slowly spoke: "If I hadn't tasted it myself, I really couldn't believe that your progress was so great!" ”
Professor Li on the side also nodded: "Although it is just a home-cooked dish, I don't think it is lost to the chefs of those five-star restaurants at all!" ”
She gave Hosegar a thumbs up.
"Really?"
He Sijia was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, also picked up a piece, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
It's hot, but it's delicious!
She inhaled repeatedly, fanned her hand to her mouth, and slurred her words, "It's better than the first two times...... Great, I finally made it......"
There are almost 90% of Fu Jinxing's skills, and He Sijia is very satisfied.
After all, in terms of cooking skills, it is still difficult for her to be better than the blue.
Fu Jinxing knew that it was really not easy for He Sijia to make such a level.
"What about you? What gift have you prepared for me? ”
He Sijia wiped his hands on his apron and looked at him with a look of hope.
Fu Jinxing handed her the scroll in his hand, coughed lowly, and seemed to be a little embarrassed: "Open it and take a look, do you like it or not?" ”
He Sijia held it in his arms and gently unfolded the scroll.
The scroll slowly unfolds, and the picture shows a beautiful woman, with peach cheeks and almond eyes, eyebrows and eyes, wearing a professional attire, slim and slim.
Although the whole painting is black and white, her presence is the most magnificent and beautiful color in the world.
"I drew it myself, it's not worth much, but ...... I've been thinking about it in my head for a long time, but I haven't put pen to paper. Just take this opportunity to draw it and give it to you. ”
Fu Jinxing's voice sounded a little low, with a hint of imperceptible nervousness.
Like her, he was apprehensive.
"No, it's worth it."
He Sijia choked, and his eyes began to redden.
"Is that what I was when you first saw me?"
She looked up and asked solemnly.
Fu Jinxing nodded: "Yes, this is what you looked like when I first met you." Even if you never remember it again, I will always remember it, because that is my most precious memory, not one of them. ”
As he spoke, he seemed to be emotional, and his tone trembled.
He Sijia couldn't hold back any longer, she put down the painting and threw herself into Fu Jinxing's arms hard, crying and laughing.
He hugged her, raised his head helplessly, and looked at Professor Li: "Let you see the smile, my wife is actually still a child in my eyes." ”