When Lu Changhua returned home, it was already mid-July.

Kindergarten has been out for the summer.

At this time, the children all went home and started to have fun.

The adults went to the fields to hoe and loosen the soil, and they didn't have time to care about them.

The children ran like crazy day by day.

But Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le are very well-behaved.

The two hid at home and scribbled all day long.

As soon as Lu Changhua came back, he saw a lot of waste paper thrown on the floor in the living room.

Nuomi and Hu Le are like little cats, with black faces and white faces.

Xiao Shengyu sat in the waste paper pile, tearing the paper and playing.

Xiong Bao and his brother were lying around, yawning boredly, looking drowsy.

Grandma and grandma and several old ladies got together to play mahjong, and grandpa and grandpa went fishing in Beishan, and their team was getting bigger and bigger.

For their father's return, Xiao Nuomi and Sheng Yu were extremely excited.

ran over with a rolling belt, hugging Lu Changhua's calves left and right, and didn't let go.

Hu Le looked at the second uncle who came in and grinned, "Second uncle." ”

"What are you doing here?"

"We're playing."

“…… Drawing, what a play! ”

Hu Le grinned and only said that he was playing.

And Xiao Nuomi said seriously that he was painting.

Xiao Shengyu directly ignored his father's question, as if he hadn't heard it, and asked for a hug with his hands.

Lu Changhua saw that the lines drawn on the white paper were a little lacking in ink, so he asked, "Is there no ink on the brush?" ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Nuomi nodded and looked at her father longingly.

"Okay, let your mom buy you a new one tomorrow."

"The paper is gone, is it?"

"It's gone."

Lu Changhua looked at the painting scene of Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le, and his heart trembled.

Let's not talk about whether they waste or not, let's just say that this blind painting is not a thing. You have to find a teacher for them, or at least enlighten them first.

After making up his mind, Lu Changhua walked into the east house and called Wang Yao's.

"What? Miss me so soon? ”

Wang Yao said greasy on the phone.

"Ahem, I just got home, and I saw the child scribbling, this is not a problem, you find an art teacher, bring some brushes and paper back for the child, Hu Le's share is also brought, they can paint together, there is a companion."

"Yes. Then I'll ask someone to find a teacher. ”

Lu Changhua came back from the capital and stayed in Bac Ninh for a day before returning.

Wang Yao manages such a large group, there are too many things, and she is really busy in normal times.

But she has never relaxed on the education of her children.

Now that glutinous rice is on summer vacation, it's time to find a teacher to learn how to draw.

Don't look at Bac Ninh as a county-level city, but there are still talents.

The county cultural center really has people who learn to draw.

People study Western painting, that is, oil painting.

When Wang Yao found someone, the artist in his forties was decorating the window of the cultural center.

The curator took Wang Yao to find him, and he was still very confused.

"Lu Xiangxue, Chairman Wang of Changhe Group is looking for your help."

"Huh?"

Lao Lu has been mixed in the cultural center for more than ten years, and now he is an artist in the museum.

Usually, the windows of the department store are arranged by him.

He can also earn some extra money.

Changhe Group? Sounds familiar?!

He got up ignorantly and looked at the young woman with outstanding temperament in front of him, a little restrained.

"Master Lu, hehe, I should call you Teacher Lu."

"Oh, don't dare, don't dare."

Lu Xiangxue didn't even dare to say it.

"That's right, my daughter is on summer vacation now, she likes to paint, I want you to be his teacher, give her an enlightenment, I wonder if you have time?"

Seeing that Mr. Lu was still a little hesitant, the curator was a little unhappy.

He was able to bring Wang Dong, in fact, he had already expressed his attitude, if you Lao Lu didn't give this face, how embarrassing would he be?

The curator coughed and said, "Lao Lu, put down the work in your hands first, Wang Dong's affairs are very important, you must do your best to do a good job in the child's art enlightenment." ”

Wang Yao also hurriedly said: "Teacher Lu, we will give the teaching fee at the current market price of Beining, what do you think?" ”

Lu Xiangxue only remembered who Changhe Group was.

Wang Dong?

Isn't that the proprietress the hostess?

"Teacher Lu, don't hesitate to mention any requests you have."

Wang Yao added.

"Huh? No, no. ”

Wang Yao nodded.

"Then you can get ready, and you can go back with me in a while. My daughter is on the farm and you may be going to stay down there for a month. ”

"Okay, okay."

Lu Xiangxue turned around and left, suddenly turned around and asked, "Dong Wang, how old is your daughter?" ”

"Four years old."

"Oh, I see."

Lu Xiangxue agreed with Wang Yao to meet again, and then rode his bicycle to his home.

When I got home, I said to my daughter-in-law, "Well, I'm going to teach on the farm for a month, and I'll be back in mid-August." ”

"Huh? So long? Teaching? What kind of learning do you teach? ”

"Here's the thing."

Lao Lu told him what had just happened.

"Didn't that tell you how much money it would cost?"

Lao Lu replied: "Yes, give it at the market price." ”

"Oh. But their family is so rich, they shouldn't treat you badly, I'll pack your luggage for you. ”

The couple packed their luggage and packed up their paintbrushes and papers.

He knew that the child was learning children's painting, and the oil painting set was not needed for the time being.

After the couple put their luggage on their own, they rushed to the agreed place.

Wang Yao was already waiting there in the car.

I saw Mr. Lu coming.

Wang Yao hurriedly got out of the car, opened the trunk, packed the luggage, and chatted with the old daughter-in-law before she asked, "Teacher Lu, do you think you need to buy something?" For teaching? ”

"Oh, let's go to the art shop."

said goodbye to the old daughter-in-law Lu, and Wang Yao took Teacher Lu to the art store.

All the art supplies are sold here.

Paper, pencil and ink, pigments, etc.

There are also copied albums and sketches, such as plaster heads and sculptures for sketches.

Lao Lu asked Wang Yao to buy some pencils, cardboards, and drawing boards, and bought a Westerner headshot.

"Wang Dong, let the child learn to sketch first, this is also the foundation of art, and if you don't have this foundation, it won't be solid."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

After loading all these things into the car, the two of them went to the farm.

Along the way, the two made small talk.

Only then did Wang Yao know that Lu Xiangxue had studied at the Guangzhou Academy of Fine Arts, and later worked as an artist at the Cultural Center because of the composition.

Because of the arrival of Lu Xiangxue, Lu Changhua asked the kindergarten to temporarily open a classroom for Nuomi and Hu Le to teach here.

As for the other children who came to listen to the class and study, Lu Changhua raised his hands in approval.

You know, studying art is very boring.

Having a group of like-minded people around can make children less lonely and bored.

Lu Changhua has no extravagance for his daughter in art, as long as she likes it, she can do anything.

As for whether he can become a painter in the future, it doesn't matter.

Lu Xiangxue is still capable.

He was honest with Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le in his first class.

It seems that children have a natural fear of teachers.

The teacher's words are more effective than the holy decrees.

Children can not listen to the words of the parents, but the words of the teacher should not be a little out of shape.

That night, the Lu family hosted a banquet for Mr. Lu.

But it was not only the Lu family who ate, but there were two tables at once.

Wang Yao also stayed at home for a day.

Lu Changhua was lying on the kang, and then he told his daughter-in-law about buying a computer for Wang Lu in the capital.

"Lulu has already called me and said thank you."

Wang Yao smiled.

"This girl."

She keeps in touch with her eldest sister at all times.

"Hey, look at my girl's painting."

Wang Yao took out a piece of cardboard.

Drawing an apple with a pencil.

Although the brushwork is very rusty and the apple is not round, Lu Changhua is eye-catching.

This kid has a talent for drawing.

"Yes, it's really like it."

Wang Yao took the cardboard, looked at it again and again, and couldn't put it down.

"Tonight, my daughter and son went to sleep at Grandma's, so let's ......"

"Go, think of good things."

Wang Yao rolled her eyes and glanced at her husband.

"What's the matter? Still disgusted with me? ”

"Didn't you come yesterday?"

"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, can it be the same?"

"What's the difference?"

"And you ate yesterday? Why are you still eating today?! ”

"Poof~"

Wang Yao grinned and looked at Lu Changhua and smiled.

"Aren't they all cooked in the first year? You've been here for a few years, why are you still cooking? ”

"Haven't you heard that it's delicious!"

Lu Changhua said confidently.

"Be quiet, don't let our mom hear."

Wang Yao was so frightened that she hurriedly covered Lu Changhua's mouth.

"Haha, you are also afraid!"

Lu Changhua turned over and got into his daughter-in-law's bed.

Tonight the moonlight is like water, and the stars are dotted.

There was a cries of crickets.

Outside the window, the moonlight shone onto the earth, and houses near and far became hazy.

Brother Xiong Bao was lying on the floor of the living room, his limbs stretched out, and he snored.

If it was an outsider, I would think that there were three strong men sleeping in the living room.

On the kang of the West Inghouse, it was rolled by the waves.

On and off until the second half of the night.