A large dark purple cloud passed by in the sky, and the sun had already set. The bus platform was crowded with all kinds of vehicles and people. The flashing car lights staggered and flashed, and when it rained, I hurried home with my portfolio on my back.
When he got home, he saw his father Shi Zhiwen sitting on the sofa drinking tea, next to a stack of sesame cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.
"Are you back? How about a taste of this tea?" Shi Zhiwen beckoned his youngest son to come and sit with him.
When it rains, I put down my picture folder, take the teacup handed by my father, and gently blow off some tea leaves floating on the water.
He took a sip, held it in his mouth for a long time before slowly swallowing it down: "Oh, Dad, you really know how to enjoy it. This is new tea, why don't I remember buying tea at home recently?"
"Anyway, the taste of new tea must be good. The color of this water is beautiful, and the aroma smells good, but when I chewed it in my mouth just now, I always felt that there was a bit of bitterness. I guess the tea was overcooked."
Shi Zhiwen squinted his eyes and smiled: "Even if you have a strong mouth, you have eaten it out. I also feel that it is a bit burnt. But it's okay. The new tea is also very angry. If it is kept for a long time, it will be more or less relieved." Softer."
Xiaomeng walked over at some point, but saw her with her fingers in her mouth, looking eagerly at the plate of sesame cakes and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the table.
Seeing her little eyes when it was raining, he hurriedly beckoned her to come over, took out a few pieces of pastries with his fingertips, and placed them gently in Xiaomeng's chubby palm. Holding the pastry in her hand, Xiaomeng looked at her father with her eyes and saw him smiling, so she happily put the pastry into her mouth and took a bite.
Seeing the child like this, Shi Zhiwen felt distressed, and hurriedly grabbed another handful and stuffed it to Xiaomeng: "Eat, it's okay to eat more, at worst, I won't eat dinner for a while."
"Hey, Dad, if I ate too many snacks and missed dinner when I was young, you wouldn't have to discipline me? After all, they are intergenerational relatives, and such rules are gone with Xiaomeng." Yu Shi giggled Said.
Shi Zhiwen raised his eyebrows and just smiled. He lowered his head and took another sip of tea, then moved his chin toward the table, looked at Yu Shi and said, "Today's tea has a bit of history. It's not what we usually eat. It's directly from foreign Chinese tea farmers. The tea from there. It¡¯s the tea leaves that someone personally roasted. The craftsmanship is a bit rusty, but the taste is still very good.¡±
When it was raining, I glanced at the courier slip on the table, it looked like it was cut from the packaging bag. He carefully held it in the palm of his hand, and took a closer look. The beautiful handwriting seemed familiar, as if
"Dad, did she send it?" Yu Shi asked in disbelief.
Shi Zhiwen smiled and said: "She not only sent a few cans of tea, but also a message about your paintings. I heard her talk on the phone, saying that she was in a gallery in France, and she found someone who admired your paintings very much. In order to express his sincerity in cooperating with you, that gentleman first sent you a deposit via Western Union. He said that you can paint whatever you want, and it doesn¡¯t matter what you want to paint. As long as you can get the painting out, He can help sell it at a price you are satisfied with."
"But about this matter, she originally said not to tell you. After thinking about it, I think I still need to tell you. You can't let the girl help you a lot behind the scenes, but no words of gratitude are left. She can not Asking for something in return should be a good deed. But the men of our Shi family shouldn't treat others so poorly."
"Of course, as an elder, I can't get in the way of the relationship between the two of you. To this day, I have never understood why. Son, you should think about it for yourself. How to take the road ahead, the right to decide is always in your own hands." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com