This summer, Xiao Nuomi not only painted in the classroom, but also went to Beishan under the leadership of Teacher Lu.

Just by the river where my grandfather and grandfather were fishing, let Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le draw for a week.

Xiao Nuomi really has a talent for painting.

Under the guidance of Mr. Lu, he actually copied the river fishing.

Hu Le's paintings are real children's paintings, quite abstract.

And Xiao Nuomi's painting, after being colored under the guidance of Mr. Lu, turned out to be an excellent watercolor painting.

Both the composition and the colors are beautiful.

Lu Xiangxue was also very happy.

This painting of Xiao Nuomi can show that this month, his teaching has been fruitful.

"Daddy, look, look."

Xiao Nuomi took this painting to show off to her father.

Lu Changhua took it and looked at it, "I'll go, this is what you painted?" ”

"yes."

"Teacher Lu?"

"She really drew it herself, and I gave some guidance on the side."

Lu Xiangxue was a little proud.

The results are out, and it is an honor to be a teacher.

"Yes, yes!"

Lu Changhua almost jumped up with joy.

In the picture, grandpa and grandpa are staring intently at the swim bladder, the water surface is sparkling, and there are faint fish swimming in the water.

The aquatic plants in the painting feel like they are shaking.

It's a wonderful sense of movement.

"Our cultural center system has held a children's painting competition in the province, and I think this painting of glutinous rice is fully qualified to participate."

"Really? Hehe, then let Mr. Lu bother. ”

"It's fine."

"If you have time for winter vacation, I'm going to bother you again."

"Okay, I'll take the time."

Lu Xiangxue's month-long teaching is over.

Before leaving, Mr. Lu also assigned a lot of homework, so that Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le could complete it seriously, and the teacher would check it.

Xiao Nuomi and Hu Le's little heads are like chickens pecking rice.

Lu Changhua drove Lu Xiangxue back to Bac Ninh and settled the month's expenses.

Looking at the thick stack of banknotes, Lu Xiangxue was a little excited.

He didn't expect the Lu family to be so generous.

In his mind, it would be good to be able to give a few hundred yuan a month.

His salary was just over two hundred a month.

Who knows, Lu Changhua will be a number as soon as he gives it.

He didn't know that Lu Changhua had a lot of respect for his teacher.

He didn't go to college himself, but the more he did, the more he respected knowledgeable people.

This is the reason why those technicians and engineers of Changhe Group can get high salaries.

It's a form of respect.

Lu Xiang learned the secret way, and Xiao Nuomi's paintings said that they would go to the exhibition.

Lu Changhua took a photo of his daughter's painting and kept it as a souvenir, and then handed the painting to Mr. Lu.

"Teacher Lu, I'll leave the matter of glutinous rice participating in the competition to you."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely let my child's drawings participate in the competition. I can't control the ranking, but at least I can get her to compete. ”

"Ranking is based on strength, and participation is important."

After breaking up with Mr. Lu, Lu Changhua first went to the photo studio and washed out the photos in the camera.

"Enlarge me."

"How old do you be?"

"How big can you put it?"

"12 inches."

"Can't it be any bigger?"

"No, we don't have the equipment."

"Then 12 inches."

While waiting to wash the photos, he called Wang Yao.

"Sent Teacher Lu back? Is the money settled? ”

Wang Yao is very concerned about whether she has done what she promised.

"Rest assured, it's over."

"That's good."

"Then you go home first, I'll be back after work."

"Well, I'm in the photo studio. Nuomi painted a picture, old and beautiful. Mr. Lu said that he was going to take it to the competition, and I took a photo and was washing it. ”

"Really? That's great! ”

Wang Yao was very happy when she heard that her daughter had achievements.

Lu Changhua also bought a photo frame, put the photo in place, and then drove home.

I also went to the vegetable market and bought some vegetables and old hens.

As soon as he got home, he rolled up his arms and sleeves and began to pick up the old hen.

Killing chickens is troublesome, especially picking chicken feathers.

Lu Changhua tied an apron, scalded the old hen with boiling water, and plucked out the chicken feathers.

For the hairy roots on the chicken wings, you have to pull them out one by one with tweezers.

After cleaning the internal organs of the chicken gizzards, chop them into pieces and set aside.

Stir-fry the chicken pieces in hot oil.

It is not only necessary to break the raw age, but also to fry the fragrance.

Then add the green onion and ginger.

Finally, add water and simmer.

Just when Lu Changhua stewed the chicken nuggets and the house was fragrant, Wang Yao rushed back.

"Changhua, where's the photo? Let me see. ”

"On the coffee table."

Wang Yao snorted, "Wow, it's so fragrant!" ”

"I've stewed an old hen for you."

"Oh, it's better for you, I'll have chicken to eat when I come back."

She saw a picture frame on the coffee table.

Walked a few steps to the front.

"Oh, is this really a glutinous rice painting?"

"Isn't that right? It was drawn by a child. ”

"Really! Our glutinous rice is really talented! ”

Looking at the picture in the photo, Wang Yao's excited eyes turned red.

After the meal, the couple leaned back on the sofa and kept looking at the photos.

"I really didn't expect Xiao Nuomi to be so talented."

"No, I was trying to satisfy her hobby, and I didn't think she would be able to draw anything. Who would have thought that this kid was so talented! ”

Lu Changhua hugged his daughter-in-law, and the two snuggled together.

The two didn't care about what was playing on the TV, and one of their hearts flew to the farm again.

Lu Xiangxue returned home with the money, and the family was also happy.

"Look, what did this kid draw?"

"Oh, that's good! Talented. ”

"I'll take this painting to the competition tomorrow and let the Lu family see it, I still have the ability."

"Uh-huh, I've got your back."

With money, his daughter-in-law also fully supported him.

Early the next morning, Lu Xiangxue took the painting to the gallery first.

In a small place like Bac Ninh, the gallery is just a place to sell some craft paintings, and by the way, it also has a watch business.

He put the painting on the table first, and then rushed to work at the cultural center.

He first went to the Bac Ninh office of the Children's Drawing Competition, which is also the office of their art team.

When colleagues saw that Lao Lu, who had disappeared for a month, suddenly came back, they all asked him what he was doing.

"There's something going on at home."

Lao Lu definitely can't say that he went to fish for extra money.

"By the way, the registration for the children's contest hasn't expired, right?"

"There are still a few days. What's up? Does anyone in your family participate? ”

"A friend's child."

"Then you just fill out a form."

Lu Xiangxue signed up for Xiao Nuomi, put a label on the back of that work, and wrote her name, "Xiao Nuomi, "River Fishing".

Just when Lu Changhua returned to the farm after making love to his daughter-in-law and supervising his daughter to complete the homework assigned by Teacher Lu, a review meeting of outstanding children's paintings at the Bac Ninh Cultural Center was in leisurely progress.

For such a province-wide activity, there must be a supporting unit in all localities, otherwise it will be difficult to carry out this activity.

Bac Ninh Cultural Center is the co-organizer of the Bac Ninh Children's Painting Competition.

All Bac Ninh's entries are gathered here, and they select the best entries and submit them to the province.

Take part in the final judging session.

Today's selection is underway.

For the children's drawing competition, the staff will not be too serious.

The main thing is that many of the paintings are children's paintings, and they are very abstract, and it is difficult to say who painted better.

As long as you have a certain level of painting skills, the content of the painting can reflect the theme, and there is a certain composition, then you will be considered to have passed.

There are more than 300 entries from Bac Ninh, and everyone takes turns to select them.

A painting has been judged by at least three teachers.

These teachers have already selected more than a dozen paintings, and all of them are not bad.

"Hey, who drew this? It's not like it's drawn by a child. ”

One of the teachers held a painting and looked at it again and again.

Then he showed the painting to another teacher.

"Really, who drew this?"

After he flipped the painting, the label said "Little Glutinous Rice".

"Oh, this little glutinous rice is a good drawing!"

Several teachers passed it through and compared it with other paintings.

Obviously, the work of this small glutinous rice painting is of higher grade and has a deeper artistic conception.

"There's a good chance this painting will win an award!"

A teacher whispered.

"Well, it's quite possible."

You must know that if the work reported by their cultural center wins the award, they have merit, and the outstanding organization award of the competition will not be able to run.

That's what they do.

"This is a key painting."

"But ......"

One of the teachers was a little hesitant.

"Mr. Liu's family, what should I do?"

"Report them together, as for who is better, it's a matter of the above, let's just report it!"

"Yes, yes, report the two together, let the people above have a headache."

In fact, they already have a tendency to do so.

Who doesn't count in their hearts?

As long as the two paintings are reported at the same time, Xiao Nuomi's painting will definitely win.

However, it has nothing to do with them.

After all, Mr. Liu's sponsorship is not old or young for a year.

In this way, the two outstanding entries were encapsulated into a box.

With the postal car, swaying to Harbin City.

"Glutinous rice, is this sketch finished? Take it for me to see. ”

"Dad, I'm done."

Xiao Nuomi ran to get a piece of cardboard.

A sketch of two eggs appears on the cardboard.

The relationship between light and shadow and perspective is okay.

Lu Changhua nodded.

"Hu Le, what about yours?"

"I, I ......"

Hu Le's face was sad.

"Second uncle, you can beat me."

Xiao Hu Le pouted his buttocks.

"What's the matter? Didn't you paint? ”

"No, he did."

Xiao Nuomi said.

"Then bring it?"

"Uh......"

This kid was snorting for a long time, and finally took it out.

It's the same egg sketch, this kid drew two stones, and he didn't get angry at all.

He also knew that he didn't draw well, and he was too embarrassed to take it out.

"Haha, yes, good drawing!"

"Really? Second uncle, am I good at drawing? ”

"Not bad!"