When I got home, as soon as Shi Niange walked in, I saw little Shi Keke lying on the carpet with her butt sticking out. There were watercolor pens of various colors at hand, and a piece of paper in front of her was filled with various colors. Yes, among the messy colors, I saw a black one in the middle that looked like a picture of a person. I can only say that it looked like a child from Shi Coke. Although he had good academic performance in kindergarten, his drawings were real. Ugly, I guess he doesn’t have the talent.
Every time she saw Lele's paintings, she was very distressed. Before, in the United States, every time there were small creative painting competitions in kindergartens, the teacher would hand over Lele's words to her, dumbfounded, and ask her if she could sign up her child for a painting class. .
Shi Niange wanted to, but she really didn't have time before.
She walked over, knelt down and looked at Lele: "What are you drawing? What is the black thing in the middle? Is it a human or a dog?"
Lele raised her little face with a smile. Only then did she see that the little girl's chin and hands were stained with various watercolor pens. She would have to rub them hard again when she took a bath, otherwise the stains would be gone. It takes a long time to wash it off.
"Mommy, what I drew is Dad." Lele pointed to the black thing in the middle of the picture, which was unknown whether it was a human or a dog: "The homework the teacher left for us today is to draw Mom, Dad, and myself. Mom I know how to draw. It’s just a person with long hair. I am a little person with two pigtails, but dad, I can’t draw. Mom, please buy me a dad earlier. I saw dad. That's right, this is the father I imagined!"
Shi Nian Song: ""
Lele put down the brush and jumped directly into her arms. There were various colors on her little hands. She raised her little hands and rubbed them on Shi Niange's face. Then she said with a smile: "Mommy, why are your eyes red?" The red one?"
When Shi Niange just drove back, she was sure that she had not cried, but she suppressed all her emotions, kept her eyes open and looked at the road ahead, and drove seriously, probably because she kept her eyes open for a long time without blinking.
She smiled and raised her hand to dry her eyes. She hugged Lele and sat directly on the carpet: "It's okay. The wind was too strong outside just now, and it hurts a little bit because of the redness."
"Oh oh oh." Lele's little face said "Xiu Ming", holding Shi Niange's face, she quickly raised her little face and kissed her eyelids a few times: "Lele, kiss mommy." Dear, mommy’s eyes don’t hurt anymore.”
Aunt Xiang saw that mother and daughter were sticky there again, so she smiled and went to the bathroom to get water: "Wash Lele's hands quickly, the color is all rubbed on your face."
"It's okay. I'll wash it later. I'll paint with her." Shi Niange said, hugging Lele with one hand, picking up the painting Lele just painted with the other, and then looking at the black thing in the middle. I don’t know what to say, but I feel like Lele’s impression of her father is unclear whether it’s a person, a toy, or an animal.
I don't know if her father will know about her existence one day. For now, he probably doesn't want to know, and he doesn't want to have any contact with her anymore.
But at least we have to establish a normal concept in our children. Just talk nonsense at home. When we go out, we can't say that my dad is a toy or that my dad is this black thing.
So Shi Niange picked up the original rule of not allowing anyone to smear Qin Siting's image many years ago, grabbed the watercolor pen on the ground, took another piece of paper next to it, and began to draw on it.
Probably thanks to her habit of copying comics when she was bored in class, her drawing skills are not that good but at least she can still read them.
Based on the Qin Siting she had in her original impression, she drew an image that looked quite like him. Well, the eyebrows should be prettier, the nose should be straighter, the mouth should be a little thinner than the one in the picture, and the hair should be shorter. , at least what I saw today, it’s a lot shorter than when I was a student. Well, the actual body proportions are a little more perfect than in the picture.
After finishing the painting, Shi Niange stared at the picture for a long time and then put down the pen.
"Wow, what is this?" Lele looked surprised at the fact that her mother actually drew a good-looking person: "Is this dad?"
No wonder the other children’s fathers are all men. It turns out that her father is also a man, and he’s still a human being!
"Yes." Shi Niange thought for a while, then picked up the pen and wrote a line of "Shi Keke's father" at the bottom.
Although Lele was young, she couldn't write these words, but she could recognize them and read them. She shook her head and read them out loud, and then ran to find Aunt Xiang with the painting in excitement: "Xiang Xiang Hao Hao" , My dad looks so good!"
Aunt Xiang poked her head out of the bathroom and took a look, then silently shook her head and looked in the direction of Shi Niange. She was about to tease her about how she actually drew a person, but when she saw that Shi Niange still Sitting on the carpet, holding the watercolor pen I just wrote on in my hand, I didn't know what I was thinking, but I could see a sense of sadness from the back.
Aunt Xiang quickly patted Lele's head and said, "Yes, it's really good-looking. Lele's father is so handsome. Be good. Mommy helped you draw it with great difficulty. You should put it away carefully and don't take it into the bathroom. You'll mess it up." It’s gone.”
"Okay, okay!" Lele happily folded the painting carefully and put it into her cute little school bag.
Shi Niange never thought that Lele would often hold this picture and tell others when he saw him, this is my dad.
Lishui Villa.
The gray and white Porsche parked in front of the villa. Qin Siting got out of the car and paused. He saw that the tall weeds in the yard of the villa opposite had been cleared away. A cleaning truck was parked outside, and someone was there. The weeds are being taken out and thrown into the cleaning truck.
He looked at the front yard of the villa that was once again tidy, and saw that the dusty carved door had been blackened and polished clean. He only glanced at it twice, then turned around and entered his house expressionlessly, leaving without looking back. Got in.
As soon as she entered the door, the hospital called and said that the girl who had just been taken back was not in a good mood. After bandaging, she sat alone in the consulting room and cried. No one could persuade her. Then she asked her if Dr. Qin could come over and accompany her. Can she do it? She said yes and asked him if he wanted to go to the hospital to see the girl.
Qin Siting's tone was not warm: "I won't go, tell her there is no place in the hospital clinic to hold her tears, and no one can help her if she is not strong. I happened to pass by by chance and saw you helping her this time, which makes up for the loss of the Ling family's face." She owes her nothing, I have no interest in her, so she doesn’t need to rely on me in any way.”
"Ah?" Dr. Zhou didn't understand.
Qin Siting didn't have the patience to meddle in such nosy matters anymore, so he hung up the phone and threw the phone aside. As he was about to go back to the room, he suddenly heard the phone ringing again like a reminder.
Turning around, he saw the caller ID showing Li Nanheng.
It's really fucking life-threatening