Even during summer vacation, he goes out early and comes back late every day and has no time to rest.

Pei Tang stuck to him very closely and followed him to the company every day.

Pei Ziheng was too busy with work to pay attention to her, so she quietly did her own thing in the lounge.

Do summer homework, draw, read extracurricular books, and play video games.

But she gets bored when she stays alone for too long, and still wants her brother to play with her.

I ran to Pei Ziheng's office, but there was no one inside. After looking around, I realized that he was having a meeting in the conference room.

I squatted at the door of the conference room, counting the number of leaves on the green ivy column out of boredom.

One piece, two pieces, five pieces...

When I counted for the third time, the door of the conference room was finally opened.

Before Pei Tang had time to stand up, Pei Ziheng, surrounded by employees, had already walked quickly towards the R&D laboratory, without even noticing his sister squatting like a little mushroom beside the green ivy column.

Staring at his thin and tall figure disappearing around the corner, Pei Tang depressedly tore off a piece of green radish leaf, fanned himself with it like a fan, and returned to the lounge in boredom to continue eating mushrooms.

…

In the afternoon, Shen Mingzhu drove to bring some afternoon tea desserts to the brother and sister.

Seeing that her son was busy, Shen Mingzhu did not disturb him. She put down her things and prepared to leave.

Pei Tang carried his small schoolbag and wanted to go with Shen Mingzhu, "Mom, I want to go home with you."

Shen Mingzhu was a little surprised.

In the past half month since my son came back from summer vacation, my daughter has been sticking to him from morning to night, and even wants to follow him to the bathroom. Even her mother feels a little jealous.

The sun really rose from the west today, and I didn’t stick to my brother anymore.

"What's the matter? Did you have a fight with your brother?"

“He’s too busy.”

Seeing her daughter looking unhappy, Shen Mingzhu rubbed her chubby face soothingly, "There's nothing we can do about it. My brother has his own dreams and goals to achieve, so he naturally has to go all out."

"oh."

Shen Mingzhu took her daughter's little paw and said, "Let's go, let's go to Dad's company and see if he is lazy. If he is lazy, we will punish him by making him wash the dishes and mop the floor at night."

"good."

In the car.

Seeing her daughter leaning against the car window with a unhappy look on her face, Shen Mingzhu suddenly realized that what her daughter needed might not only be companionship, but also spiritual enrichment and nourishment.

"Baby, when you grow up, what else do you want to be besides being a painter?"

Hearing Shen Mingzhu's question, Pei Tang blinked his big eyes, his face full of confusion: "Isn't being a painter enough?"

"Just knowing how to draw doesn't make you a painter. You know, many of the world's famous painters became famous after they died. Most of them lived unhappy lives during their lifetimes, and were even poor and destitute, unable to even afford food."

“You can regard becoming a painter as your dream, but people cannot just have dreams. They also need to live, eat and wear clothes. Only when you have the ability to survive can you have the energy to fulfill your dreams.”

"It's like my brother. His dream is to create all kinds of high-tech electronic products, but it takes a lot of money to create inventions, so he has to make money."

Pei Tang thought for a moment, "Then mom, can I make money by painting?"

"Of course you can. When you become a real painter in the future, people will be willing to spend money to buy your paintings. But before you become a painter, you need to have another career and a stable income to support yourself."

Pei Tang was successfully aroused by these words, "Mom, what can I do?"

"There are many. If you like art, you can consider becoming a designer, illustrator, sculptor, photographer, makeup artist, muralist, etc."

Pei Tang thought about it and asked crisply: "Can I do both?"

The car arrived right downstairs of Pei Yang's company.

After parking the car, Shen Mingzhu rubbed her daughter's head lovingly, "It depends on your ability. The more capable you are, the more work you will do."

Pei Tang imagined happily: "Then I will do both, so that I can make more money. Mom, when I have money, I will buy you lots of bags."

…

Having determined his goal, Pei Tang no longer went to Pei Ziheng's company every day. Instead, he followed Shen Mingzhu to visit various design studios to find a career that interested him.

I don’t know if it’s because the child is born with a preference for mud and graffiti on walls, but after seeing the characteristics and working environment of various professions, Pei Tang developed a strong interest in the profession of mural painter.

Mural painting is a niche and unpopular profession, and there are no interest classes offered.

Shen Mingzhu asked someone for help and found an old professor who had retired from the Central Academy of Fine Arts. She hired him to teach her daughter mural painting for 50 yuan per hour.

…

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the familiar and deep voice above his head, Pei Tang raised his head in surprise, his face blossoming like a little red flower, "Brother, why are you back so early today?"

During this period, Pei Ziheng was almost always the last one to come home last every day, and sometimes Pei Tang was already asleep when he came back.

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The sun hasn't set yet today.

Pei Ziheng sat down next to her, his dark eyes glittering with a soft light, "Come back early when you're done."

"Brother, look!"

Pei Tang happily showed Pei Ziheng the plaster relief work he was practicing.

On a drawing board the size of half a table top is a profile of a human face.

"Did you recognize it?"

Seeing the joy and anticipation on his sister's face, Pei Ziheng's heart moved slightly, "Is it me?"

"Hmm, like, right?"

I can't say that it looks exactly like his face, I can only say that it has nothing to do with him.

"Yeah, very similar."

He raised his hand and touched his sister's head lovingly, "You've learned well. Keep up the hard work."

"Yeah, I want to be the best mural artist!"

In Pei Tang's mind, her brother is the most powerful person besides her mother. If she can get praise from her brother, then she is also very outstanding.

Seeing his sister nodding her head happily, Pei Ziheng couldn't help but smile.

"Guoguo, do you want to go out and play?"

"Okay, okay, where are we going to go? Let's go to McDonald's!"

While nodding like a chick pecking at rice, he began to pack his things, looking as if he couldn't wait to go out.

Pei Ziheng held down her two paws that were stained white by the plaster and said, "I'm not talking about now."

"Then when?" The happiness on his face suddenly turned into loss and depression.

Pei Ziheng patiently coaxed, "How about in two days? I'll hurry up and finish the work at hand, and take you to see Aisha and Kona, and Brother Zhao Yun, do you want to go?"

Pei Tang's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?"

"Um."

"Is mom going too?"

"certainly."

"I'll go talk to Mom!"

Seeing his sister running out of the study room happily, Pei Ziheng couldn't help but smile.

The reason why he worked so hard during this period was to make time to take his mother and sister on an overseas trip, and to fulfill his promise to Zhao Yun last year. (End of this chapter)