Chapter 104 The Lu couple eased the atmosphere

With Lu Weiguo's intervention, Captain Han finally put away the belt in his hand.

It was not because he felt embarrassed in front of his friends, but he simply could not beat this person who was trying to stop the fight.

Shi Tingyu heard the noise stop, thought about it, and went in.

She put the things she brought on the table in the main room, went to the door and looked inside.

Han Wei was picking up the paintings and the clay sculptures that were broken into pieces on the ground with his head down.

Seeing this, Han's wife hurried to help clean up.

When Captain Han saw Shi Tingyu coming in, he guessed the other party's identity.

His expression softened and he said, "I'm sorry, my child is disobedient and I made you laugh."

Shi Tingyu shook his head and said a few polite words to the other party, then came to Han Wei and Han's wife, bent down and picked up one of the paintings.

The painting was a group portrait of the camp training.

It can be seen that it was painted with great care and some spirit.

Han Wei raised his head and glanced at Shi Tingyu, with a touch of embarrassment in his eyes.

This is the teacher Shi who painted the mural, and she saw all his wolfish appearance.

Shi Tingyu was sensitive to the boy's frustrated self-esteem. She handed the painting to him and said when his eyes were red: "It can be seen that you like painting very much. Your paintings are very spiritual. If you go through systematic learning, you will definitely be better in the future."

Mrs. Han looked at Shi Tingyu gratefully.

She felt that Old Han was a little too much today.

No matter what, education is education, but the child's hard work should not be wasted.

She could see that her son was really sad this time, more sad than any previous beating and scolding by Old Han.

Shi Tingyu's words were a kind of affirmation of her son, hoping that other people's evaluation could make the child feel better.

Han Wei took the painting that Shi Tingyu handed over and asked in a low voice: "Really, Teacher Shi? Do you really think I paint well?"

Shi Tingyu smiled and said with certainty, "Of course it's true. I'm an art teacher at the school. You can trust my expertise."

"Of course I trust you. You paint the wall very well." Han Wei couldn't help but say.

Head Han looked at his son and then at Shi Tingyu, and whispered to Lu Weiguo: "Is your wife a teacher?"

Lu Weiguo nodded, "She's an art teacher at the Jiguan Primary School."

"Is what she said true? Is the brat really talented?" Head Han asked a little uncertainly.

"I don't think she would lie." Lu Weiguo knew a little about his wife.

After hearing this, Captain Han murmured, "I've seen the picture he drew of me. He made me look like a bear. The quality is not that good. Why don't you learn something else? Instead of messing around with these things every day, how are you going to live in the future?"

Lu Weiguo glanced at him and said, "Don't you look like a bear?"

Captain Han widened his eyes in disbelief, "Bullshit, I'm very wise and powerful."

Shi Tingyu overheard the conversation between the two and smiled, "Sometimes paintings over-emphasize every bone and muscle, so people are often not as good-looking as real people. But bones and muscles are the basis for painting portraits. It will be much better when your painting skills improve in the future."

Han Wei was surprised, this was indeed what he would do when he painted.

He started painting in junior high school. At that time, he accidentally found an art textbook at a scrap yard, and later he taught himself.

Because of the Great Revolution, the school was a bit corrupt, and grades were not as important as before.

If the teacher said something harsh, the half-grown boys would stop him.

So as long as the child didn't become bad and didn't mix with the Little Red Soldiers, he wanted to paint, and Captain Han and his wife didn't stop him.

Originally thought it was just a temporary hobby of the child, who knew that he became more and more obsessed with painting and liked to mold mud.

According to Han Wei, it was clay sculpture.

Han Wei is already sixteen this year and has finished high school, but now he does nothing but draw and play with clay at home every day.

Which parent would not be angry?

Especially since Captain Han has always hoped that his son could join the army.

According to him, it would be a waste if he didn't join the army with such a physique.

A few days ago, Han Wei saw the mural painted by Shi Tingyu. I don't know if he was inspired, but he locked himself in the room to paint. He ignored everything on weekdays and even had to urge him to eat.

After two days of forbearance, Captain Han couldn't bear it anymore, and that's what happened.

Shi Tingyu knows that some people who engage in art are completely oblivious to what's happening outside.

But in this environment, it is obviously a bit unrealistic.

Just like Captain Han, as a father, he would be anxious if he couldn't see his son's future.

But now that the guests were all here, it was not the time to teach the child, so Captain Han followed Shi Tingyu's words and walked down the stairs.

With Lu Weiguo and Shi Tingyu mediating, the atmosphere of dinner tonight was good.

It was no longer so tense.

But seeing that Captain Han was so opposed to his child's obsession with painting, Shi Tingyu didn't say much.

He was afraid that his inappropriate words would intensify the conflict between the Han family father and son.

After dinner, Lu Weiguo and Shi Tingyu said goodbye and left.

The three members of the Han family were left sitting face to face.

Captain Han thought that their family couldn't go on like this, so he asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"Xiao Wei, tell dad what you think. You are sixteen now, not young anymore. Have you thought about your future path?"

Mrs. Han couldn't help but said, "Yes, Xiao Wei, we can't support you all your life. When you grow up, you will have to get married and start a family. If you keep painting without any plan, how will you live?"

Han Wei was silent for a while and said, "I, I don't know..."

After all, he didn't study painting professionally, and he didn't know what kind of jobs painting could do.

In fact, his high school education is not low. If a high school student comes from the countryside, he will go back to the countryside to receive re-education for the poor and middle peasants.

Because what they learn is labor knowledge.

If they can be recommended to go to college, that is another way out.

The only child in the city is generally recommended for a job by the neighborhood committee where the household registration is located, but now it is a one-to-one situation. There may be graduates queuing up before, but it is hard to say when they can get a job.

Han Wei just graduated from high school this summer. At that time, there was already a rumor that the head of the group Han would be transferred, so the matter of assigning a job to Han Wei was put on hold.

Han Wei himself didn't want to go, so he stayed at home every day painting and making clay sculptures.

Now that they are in Jinling, they want Han Wei to find a stable job, but Han Wei is devoted to painting and is unwilling to do so, which makes the conflicts in the family worse and worse.

Han's wife thought of Shi Tingyu, and she said, "Why don't I ask Xiaoshi, isn't she an art teacher? Ask her to help ask if the school is still recruiting art teachers."

Head Han thought this was feasible, but Han Wei was a little hesitant. It was one thing for him to like painting, but he was not sure if he could be an art teacher.

Besides, he was only sixteen years old and he had no confidence in himself.