In addition to the reception hall on the first floor of Zhang's house, there is also a small hall for daily living.
Zhang Heling took the scissors and tape, followed Zhang Yansheng downstairs with a question mark on his face, and came to this small hall.
Zhang Yansheng looked around and chose a wall. There are exactly two entrances and exits at both ends of the wall, leading to the interior of the house and the courtyard respectively, with such a narrow wall in the middle. There is now a side table with a small sculpture. There is a picture on the wall.
Zhang Yansheng looked at it, walked over, took off the painting, and put it aside.
"Cut me four short pieces of Scotch tape," she ordered.
The child obediently obeyed the instructions, cut a small piece of scotch tape, and handed it to her first. He lowered his head to cut the second paragraph, raised his head and wanted to hand it to his sister, but was suddenly stunned.
Her eldest sister pressed her "Learning Star" certificate to the wall, and one corner was fixed there with scotch tape.
Seeing Zhang Heling stunned, Zhang Yansheng took the tape from her hand and shouted, "What are you doing! Then cut it!"
Secure the other corner of the award with a second piece of tape. Now her own hands were freed. Seeing that Zhang Heling was useless, she simply took the scissors and tape and started to use them herself.
Zhang Heling asked hesitantly, "Is this possible?"
"Why not?" Zhang Yansheng asked back, "Isn't something like a certificate used to show it to others? What's the point of you hiding it in a box?"
"No..." Zhang Heling said weakly, "I mean, it's not good to post it here... Will Mom and Dad be unhappy?"
Zhang Yansheng cut the scotch tape and told her calmly, "This place was originally posted for awards, don't you remember?"
"Ah?" Zhang Heling was a little at a loss.
"Forget it, you were still young at that time. It's amazing to remember that I pushed you." Zhang Yansheng said while pasting, "This wall used to be used for me to post awards. At that time, I had a lot of Certificates, and some competition certificates. When you first came to the house, the wall was almost covered. The painting was hung later."
Then, why didn't you post it? Zhang Heling thought.
Liang Yingying always despised Zhang Heling for being "stupid", but Zhang Heling just wouldn't please Zhang Huan as she expected. The child who can take the first place in the class must not be a fool.
Zhang Heling felt faintly that if she asked her sister, the "later" thing must not be what she wanted to hear. And she faintly felt that this was probably related to the arrival of their mother and son.
Zhang Heling bit his lip, too timid to ask.
Zhang Yansheng posted the "Star of Learning", took a few steps back, looked left and right with his arms crossed, and asked, "Is it correct? Isn't it sticking crookedly?"
Zhang Heling also looked at it and said, "Very right!" Zhang Yansheng nodded, tore off the tape, picked up the scissors, and began to paste the second sheet.
Pressing his fingers against the wall, he gently smoothed the tape. Zhang Yansheng never imagined that one day he would do this too.
In the past, my father didn't care about family affairs, she got the certificate and certificate for her mother at the first time. Mom would stick them on this wall by hand, and by the time Mom died, the wall was full.
Later... Then no one posted it to her.
She also stopped participating in various competitions that actually did not make much sense. Academic grades are becoming more and more ordinary, and the school awards are no longer available.
The testimonials on the wall are old and even broken.
When I got home one day, those certificates were gone, and a painting that Liang Yingying bought was hung here.
Zhang Yansheng quarreled with Liang Yingying and asked her, "Why did you tear up my certificate!"
Liang Yingying said: "It's all been hung up for so long, and it's all worn out, okay? Another one is broken. Isn't it ugly? Look at this house, it's beautiful everywhere, just the walls are tattered and tattered. what is it like.
Zhang Huan said to Xi Ni at the time, "It's really old and it doesn't look good. It's fine. I'll hang this painting first. When Yanyan gets a new certificate, we'll post it. What a simple matter!"
But Zhang Yansheng knew that this matter was not that simple at all!
This is Liang Yingying, a woman who is eroding her home little by little.
It's just a pity that when she was young, she could feel it, but she couldn't express it, only screaming and arguing.
Inability to change is just annoying.
"Hey, what about the award certificate?"
Zhang Huan's voice suddenly sounded in the corridor.
The two girls heard the news and looked away.
Zhang Huan had just finished training his wife. He was dissatisfied and hungry again. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, he strolled downstairs.
Before the meal was ready, he was used to sitting in the small hall first. As soon as he walked to the entrance, he saw the two daughters doing something there.
He likes to see two half-daughters living so harmoniously together. This is a peaceful scene that has only been seen in the past few days, and it makes people feel good to see it.
He walked over, looked at the certificate on the wall, and said with emotion, "I haven't seen the certificate posted here for a long time. I remember that when you were young, the place was full. Later, it disappeared... I kept saying that I will post it when there is a new one. , Dad waited for a long time. Let Dad see, what kind of award did Yanyan get? Hey? Hey? This is... Hehe's?"
Zhang Huan looked embarrassed.
Zhang Yansheng didn't care. Come on, elementary school students only care about certificates of merit. Who cares about such things as middle school students? Besides, she's actually an adult.
"Hehe last semester." She paused and added, "third grade."
Because she was even a little suspicious, Zhang Huan didn't even know what grade Zhang Heling was in.
She didn't pay attention, but Zhang Heling's eyes lit up.
My sister calls her "Hehe"!
This is the first time I can remember!
Zhang Huan noticed it. After all, Zhang Yansheng refused to call Liang Yingying "Mom", or even "Aunt Liang", and even called her younger siblings by their full names. Liang Yingying kept talking in his ear, and her ears were getting calluses. .
Zhang Huan was overjoyed, and the unhappiness caused by Liang Yingying just now dissipated. He said cheerfully: "It's our Hehe, it's awesome. Dad, look, what kind of awards are these? 'Learning Star'? What is this? Is this a commendation for academic performance?"
Zhang Heling told him: "The top three in the class are the learning stars."
Zhang Huan said in surprise: "We Hehe can still get into the top three in the class? It's amazing!"
Zhang Heling hesitated for a moment and said, "I am the first in the class and the second in the grade."
"..." Zhang Huan, "Huh?"
Zhang Yansheng: "Huh."
Zhang Yansheng's "ha" carried a strong sense of irony, Zhang Huan couldn't hold his face a little, and hurriedly made up for himself: "Look at Dad, I'm too busy with work, I don't know when we Hehe did so well in school? "
Zhang Heling said helplessly: "It has been since the first grade, and I also took the first place in the grade."
Zhang Huan: "…"
Zhang Yansheng: "Oh!"
Zhang Huan smiled awkwardly: "Your mother didn't tell me either. Good! Good! Our Hehe is awesome!"
As he spoke, he clapped his hands and gave a thumbs up.
When coaxing a child
But Zhang Heling is indeed still a child. It is the first time that Zhang Huan has paid such attention to her and praised her so much. She was a little overwhelmed and flattered. The little face turned red with excitement.
Zhang Huan always knew that his little daughter was very cute. After all, parents are good-looking, and there is no one who is not good-looking in a family of three children.
But now he really thinks Zhang Heling is cute!
He's a father, isn't it supposed to be at a time like this - when a kid doesn't cry, doesn't make trouble, doesn't get into trouble, and still earns his honor, to come on stage brightly, praise them, and then give rewards, listen to the children cheering with joy, appreciate them A happy smile and a light in the eyes
As for those weeping, noisy, and those trivial growing up processes that require a lot of energy and thought - then there are their mothers anyway.
Being a dad is all about making money to support them, and then just enjoying the good times.
It's a pity that since the death of his ex-wife, he, the father, has not enjoyed such a good time for a long time.
Ever since Liang Yingying was brought into the house, the house has been noisy.
Zhang Huan once regretted that he didn't listen to his elder brother's advice or his mother's resistance. He only wanted to take care of the child if he had a mother, so Liang Yingying entered the door.
In fact, at the time, his brother, what the hell, meant that it was enough for the child to be brought in, and the woman who paid for it could spend it to get rid of it. His old mother even said that the two illegitimate children could be raised with her. But Zhang Huan was obsessed for a while and didn't listen.
Regret, the parties said, these years are regrets.
"Come on, Hehe, tell Dad, what do you want?" Zhang Huan said with a smile.
He suddenly felt as if he hadn't said this for years.
Zhang Yansheng had not heard this sentence for several years. Once upon a time, when this man saw the award certificate, he would always ask with a smile, "What do Yanyan want?"
It was simply his shining moment.
He would never ask what kind of effort Zhang Yansheng had put in to get these awards, and what kind of hard work her mother had put in.
He only promises smartly and pays smartly.
Later, in the future when Zhang Yansheng died, he also gave up her hopeless daughter long ago, and only used money to send her away.
Zhang Heling just wanted to say "I don't want anything", but Zhang Yan slapped the scissors on the side table with a bang, startling the father and daughter who were performing the touching scene of "filial piety to father and daughter".
"Hehe needs a new piano teacher." Zhang Yansheng said, "Her teacher is not good at all. She is not serious at all. The class is just time-consuming and cheating for money."
Only then did Zhang Huan know that this was still the case, and asked Zhang Heling, "Hehe, is that so?"
Zhang Heling nodded: "She doesn't care about me, she just lets me play it myself."
Zhang Huan yelled, "I don't do anything with my money! Resign her!"
Zhang Yansheng said, "My piano lessons have been stopped and I won't be able to attend them in the future. My teacher was hired by my mother and has taught me for many years. She is very good. Let her teach Hehe in the future."
Zhang Huan said, "Okay, it happens to be your teacher, so you can just..." Say hello to her and get things done.
However, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Yansheng had already finished operating his mobile phone, and looked up to interrupt him: "I sent you the teacher's phone number, you can contact her."
"With her... ah?" Zhang Huan was taken aback.
"After all, you are the parent. After all, we Hehe still have a father." Zhang Yansheng sneered, "I can't let my child go. I can't help myself, I don't have a father or a mother. But I can't. Even my sister takes care of it."
"Oh, by the way, as soon as possible. My teacher is very popular, and her class is not easy to make an appointment. I'm afraid it's too late. If she arranges it for someone else, she won't be able to make an appointment."
Aunt Luo appeared at the entrance of the corridor at this time and called them: "It's dinner time."
Zhang Yansheng passed by directly.
Zhang Huan took Zhang Heling to the restaurant. He suddenly reacted and asked Zhang Heling, "Why didn't your sister take piano lessons?"
"Sister said she doesn't like playing the piano at all," Zhang Heling said.
Don't like it
She clearly remembered that she practiced the piano very seriously when she was a child, and took the exams one by one. Every time I take the next level, my wife will be very happy.
So the kid was really just there to make his wife happy
Zhang Huan couldn't help but sigh.
Thinking again, Yanyan really can't speak.
What does it mean to have no father or mother
Really, he's still alive.