Chapter 181 Naughty Child

"The first snow of 2002 came later than usual. The No. 2 bus parked on the eighth floor..."

Daolang's hoarse yet clear voice floated on the eighth floor of Jinxiu Garden.

Unfortunately, there was no chance of snow in Pengcheng either in 2002 or 2004. Its winter was still sunny and warm like spring. Only in the morning and evening, when the slightly cool breeze blew by, people would realize: Oh, it's already winter.

As the year draws to a close, the Lin Qiu family begins washing and drying clothes in the sunshine and with music, preparing for the New Year.

Lin Qiu and Wang Xiuren moved the furniture together, intending to clean every corner of the house. After all, some places would only be cleaned once or twice a year.

Wang Shan took the opportunity to tidy up her room, taking out some things that were no longer useful and putting them in the locker.

Every time I tidy up things, I find a lot of interesting surprises.

Wang Shan dug out the postcards and greeting cards given to her by her elementary school classmates, most of which were from Huang Xinxin.

For example, on New Year's Day in 1999, she gave a picture of the popular "My Fair Princess" that year. Little Swallow was nestled in the arms of the Fifth Prince, with the vast grassland behind her and her blessing written on the back:

Happy New Year to Wang Shan! Be happy every day! Take your learning to the next level!

The three exclamation marks are specially bolded.

Wang Shan looked at her handwriting and felt that it was very different from what it is now. She decided to ask Huang Xinxin if she still remembered this card during their QQ chat in the evening.

Then he put the matter aside and sorted out his painting exercises over the years, looking through them one by one. He then ran to the living room and put the thick stack of exercises on the coffee table.

"Mom, I do have some talent for drawing, right?"

Lin Qiu wiped his hands with a rag, then sat on the carpet and read the book carefully.

Wang Xiuren sat down next to Lin Qiu, stretched his neck, and came over to admire his daughter's paintings together.

From casual scribbles with immature brushwork to delicate and lifelike brushwork to clever composition and profound artistic conception.

Even though they are outsiders, Lin Qiu and his wife can see their daughter's progress, and behind this progress lies her persistence and hard work.

"Not only is he talented, he's also very hardworking!" Lin Qiu praised with a smile.

Wang Shan was very happy to hear this, "So I didn't waste the family's money?"

"How can you say that?" Lin Qiu looked into her eyes seriously.

Wang Shan looked back in confusion.

"Whether you study painting or something else, as long as you are interested, mom and dad are willing to support you." Lin Qiu pinned her daughter's hair behind her head. "So, don't always think about the tuition fees in your mind. The family income is enough to pay for the tuition fees."

Wang Shan was silent for a while, then gently hugged Lin Qiu.

Wang Xiuren looked at his wife and daughter hugging each other and felt that this life was really promising!

…

Guo Dongyuan did not return to his hometown for the Chinese New Year this year. Early in the morning on the third day of the New Year, Wang Xiuren rode a motorcycle, took his wife and children to Guo's home to pay New Year's greetings.

Guo Dongyuan's family lives in a detached three-story villa near OCT. From the outside, it looks like a typical European-style building, but the inside is decorated in an elegant and refined style with an antique feel.

Wang Xiuren and Lin Qiu sent Wang Shan home, wished a happy new year to Teacher Guo, put the gifts on the coffee table in the hall, told Wang Shan that they would pick her up at noon, and left first.

Guo Dongyuan saw that the weather outside was nice, and pointed to a camellia in full bloom in the courtyard, "Let's paint camellias today!"

Wang Shan moved the brush, ink, paper, inkstone, paint and brush washer to a stone table far away, then looked around the camellia carefully, looking for the angle she liked best.

Guo Dongyuan knew her habit of painting and did not interfere. He slowly walked into the study, intending to find a good thing for his little apprentice as a New Year's gift.

Wang Shan wandered around the camellia tree for a long time and finally found the most suitable angle. She calmed her mind and prepared to start painting.

A fat boy about ten years old sneaked down from the second floor. When he saw Wang Shan painting with her back to him, his eyes rolled and he tiptoed over.

Then he slapped Wang Shan on the back and said, "Hey!"

As soon as Wang Shan picked up the brush, the ink dripped down the tip of the brush onto the rice paper, forming an ink ball.

She frowned and turned back expressionlessly, "Zhao Moxuan, what do you want to do?"

Zhao Moxuan, the little fat boy who just took the photo of her, is Guo Dongyuan’s grandson. He rushed all the way from Shanghai to Pengcheng to spend the New Year with him before the New Year.

Although he is young, he is very smart.

He just smiled innocently, "Sister Shanshan, do you want to watch Spirited Away? I'm telling you, this anime is great!"

"Spirited Away" is one of the most representative animations of Japanese master Hayao Miyazaki. Once this animated film was released, it became a global hit.

The reason why Zhao Moxuan had the DVD of this animated film was because his aunt brought it back from Japan years ago.

He generously invited this beautiful big sister to watch it together.

"I don't want to look!" Wang Shan frowned, carefully folded the soiled rice paper and placed it on the stone bench next to her.

"Come and watch with me! What's the point of drawing?" Zhao Moxuan pulled Wang Shan's arm.

Wang Shan pulled her arm out impatiently, "Go and see! I want to paint."

After saying that, he no longer paid any attention to the annoying little fat guy.

Zhao Moxuan wanted to say something, but when he caught sight of Guo Dongyuan, he quickly ran in.

Wang Shan was not in a hurry. She spread the paper out again, dipped it in ink again, and started writing with confidence.

This time, without any interference from others, she immersed herself wholeheartedly in the world of ink and wash, occasionally looking up at the camellia flowers not far away.

Guo Dongyuan stood behind Wang Shan, nodded slightly, and occasionally gave some instructions.

It was almost 11 o'clock before Wang Shan put her pen into the pen wash and looked at Teacher Guo with anticipation.

It is not difficult to tell from the expression on his face that Hua is very satisfied with today's painting.

Guo Dongyuan also showed a satisfied smile, "Yes, this camellia painting today has rich flowers, dignified and elegant, plump leaves, bright flowers, and full of vitality."

After hearing the comments, Wang Shan's mouth curled up and her face was full of joy.

"Put it here to dry first, and then send it to the study to be framed. It's suitable to hang it at home now." Guo Dongyuan ordered, "Go wash your hands quickly, and come in to have some fruit!"

Wang Shan nodded in agreement.

After she washed her hands, she found Zhao Moxuan standing stealthily in front of the desk.

She had a bad feeling in her heart, so she hurried forward and took a closer look, and she couldn't help but get furious.

There were a few messy ink stains on his camellia painting, which completely ruined the beautiful painting.

She slapped Zhao Moxuan's chubby little hand without sparing any strength, "I told you to be naughty! I told you to destroy my painting! You have to pay me back!"

Zhao Moxuan was suddenly hit several times, the back of his hand turned red, and he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The more Wang Shan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and she started crying too.

When Guo Dongyuan heard the sound, he hurried over. When he saw the painting on the table, he guessed what was going on.

He was so angry that he slapped his grandson on the butt a few times, while comforting his crying apprentice.

Wang Shan wiped her tears while holding onto Zhao Moxuan's hand, "You have to compensate me for my painting! This is my first painting this year, and you ruined it. You have to compensate me!"

Guo Dongyuan felt a little headache, but he felt that he was in the wrong, so he could only coax her: "Teacher will draw you an identical one as compensation, okay?"

Wang Shan sobbed and didn't say anything.

In the end, it was only after Wang Xiuren and his wife arrived that they were able to coax her into calm down.

Wang Shan wrote down this incident in her diary that day and wrote a sentence at the end: What a naughty kid! ! !

The three exclamation marks are outlined in red.