Chapter 177

Su Yuwei's sketches are still very fast. Although they are not as good-looking as those drawn by some experts, they are dozens of times better than those drawn by Zhang Qianxiu.

"That's about it?" Su Yuwei looked at the sofa she described and couldn't help nodding: "it's not bad."

I took that manuscript and looked at it. Sofa is actually made of wood frame, and then put on the cushion on the line, there are cushions and cushions.

This kind of style is actually very small. People who like simple style think that those wooden shelves are too old-fashioned. People who like classical style think that putting these soft cushions makes the home a little nondescript.

But this kind of design scheme also has the merit, that is succinct atmosphere, also preserved the traditional furniture style.

"It's OK, but it seems to be more stable." Zhang Qianxiu said, "and it looks familiar."

"Ah? Where have you met? " Su Yuwei said.

Zhang Qianxiu suddenly remembered: "yes, I have seen similar pictures."

"It seems that this is the style in the hall where countries meet with foreign leaders."

Su Yuwei is no longer surprised that Zhang Qianxiu knows these messy things: "are you sure this is the style?"

"You watch the whole thing!" Zhang Qianxiu couldn't come up with a better design. After all, this design is similar to the style of the national reception hall, so there won't be much problem in the design.

"Tell me about the style of the bed and cupboard. I'll draw them all." Su Yuwei said.

Zhang Qianxiu took up his pen and drew the general appearance of all the furniture with his own abstract painting style according to his own psychological influence.

According to Zhang Qianxiu's abstract style of painting, Su Yuwei drew with sketches, and finally drew more than ten pieces of paper, including tea table, sofa, chair, bookcase, bed, wardrobe, dining table and so on.

Su Yuwei looked at it one by one and said, "this style, I think Huanghua pear is better than red sandalwood!"

The color of red sandalwood is generally dark, belonging to a more classical style.

The color of Huanghua pear wood is yellow. After painting, it looks more business oriented.

Zhang Qianxiu said casually, "you can do whatever you like. I don't care."

Su Yuwei thought for a while and said, "I'll study it first and then improve it. After it's determined, I'll color it for you. You can decide."

"In the future, you can do whatever you want, and I'm relieved." Zhang Qianxiu didn't care.

Su Yuwei was about to speak when she suddenly felt that their speaking style was a little biased towards the feeling of "one family", and she was silent.

Zhang Qianxiu is very keen to find Su Yuwei's strange: "what's the matter with you?"

"Ah? You didn't mean to say that? " Su Yuwei seriously looks at Zhang Qian to cultivate the spirit color to ask a way.

Su Yuwei didn't know if Zhang Qianxiu was talking to herself in such a casual tone and regarded herself as "one of her own".

Zhang Qianxiu didn't feel that he had said anything wrong. He asked suspiciously, "you are suspicious. Just now, it's just about furniture. Can I sell you?"

Su Yuwei has also read some books on psychology these days. She is sure that Zhang Qianxiu said it subconsciously, not pretended it at all.

Su Yuwei takes back her eyes and has some mental disorder.

Su Yuwei is far more mature than her peers and more rational than most people.

It is also because of this kind of reason, so that she can not sensibly deal with emotional problems, will not be moved because of a moment and agreed to each other's confession.

Su Yuwei doesn't care about materials, because she has enough ability to give herself and her family more material life than ordinary people. Now she makes enough money to support an ordinary family.

But Su Yuwei is particularly concerned about the future of the two people get along.

At the beginning, Su Yuwei was not interested in Zhang Qianxiu, but simply curious.

Perhaps from getting along with each other, Zhang Qian's self-cultivation is different, and he gets along with her very tacit understanding. Although sometimes he talks a lot, he doesn't seem obscene, and he just talks about it every time.

For a long time, Su Yuwei has been helping Zhang Qianxiu, and gradually got used to it.

And Zhang Qian's self-cultivation is different, which attracts Su Yuwei more and more.

"Uncomfortable? Would you like to have a rest? I'll let the master show you later. " Zhang Qianxiu saw Su Yuwei didn't speak for such a long time, and asked with concern.

Su Yuwei shook her head: "no! I was just thinking. You and I will measure the size of this room. When we design it, we will design it according to the size of the room. "

"No problem!" Zhang Qianxiu immediately stood up. They were busy measuring the length, width and height of the room. It seemed simple, but the doors and windows had to be measured. It took a lot of time to measure them all.

The next day, Monday.

Under Zhang Qianxiu's persuasion, Su Yuwei still didn't go to class and went to Rulin county with her.

If you want to go to Rulin County, you have to go through Wutong county first. But Wutong county is still a long strip shape. TJ county is at this end and Rulin county is at that end. It's more than 100 kilometers.

Zhang Qianxiu and Su Yuwei set out early in the morning, because they didn't have the navigation, and now they don't have so many guide signs. They made mistakes several times. When they got to Rulin County, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

According to the address, find the town and village below.

Kong Zhiwen's home is in a place called Guangdong village.

Guangdong village is just at the foot of the mountain. There is a small river in front of it. On both sides of the bank are large areas of good farmland. It is a good place.

Zhang Qianxiu asked from door to door and finally found Kong Zhiwen's home.

Kong Zhiwen's mother is Zhuang Hongmei. Her hair is gray and her body looks strong. She just came back from the field, carrying a hoe, mud on her feet and carrying the simplicity of a rural woman.

"Auntie, are you Zhuang Hongmei?" Zhang Qianxiu tried to ask.

Zhuang Hongmei is also looking at Zhang Qianxiu and Su Yuwei. From a distance, she sees the two young people staying at the door of her house: "who are you?"

Zhang Qianxiu said casually, "my brother and Kong Zhiwen are comrades in arms. When Kong Zhiwen died, he gave my brother something to hand over to you."

Zhang Qianxiu's excuse is not bad. He can't even lie that he is an official and send a lot of money directly.

When Zhuang Hongmei heard her son's name, her hand trembled slightly, and her voice became choked: "Oh... Where's your brother? Are you okay? Sit in the room

Zhang Qianxiu followed Zhuang Hongmei into the room, thought for a moment, and said, "my brother died too."

"Ah?" Zhuang Hongmei's eyes turned red when she heard this: "good children, poor children... Pity these parents."

With that, Zhuang Hongmei shed tears and wiped them with her sleeves: "you sit down, I'll pour water for you."

Zhang Qianxiu was still touched by Zhuang Hongmei's back. Kong Zhiwen is actually a good person, but for various reasons, he can't come back to see his mother, and her mother is really a good mother.

While Zhuang Hongmei went to pour water, Zhang Qianxiu looked around the house.

The house is pretty good. It should have been built in recent years. On the shrine, there is a photo frame. On the edge is a black-and-white photo of Kong Zhiwen in a military uniform. In the middle is a photo of two old people. In the past, it was a photo of a middle-aged man.

"It seems that my aunt is the only one at home. I just looked at the clothes hanging outside. Only my aunt's clothes." Su Yuwei said in a low voice.

Zhang Qianxiu's heart sank. If so, Zhuang Hongmei's life would be too hard.

Soon, Zhuang Hongmei came out with two bowls of water: "I'm sorry, there are no cups at home, and usually few people come."

Zhang Qianxiu and Su Yuwei both took the water with both hands: "it's OK. We are also from the countryside. Sometimes we drink water with a ladle."

They took a sip of water. Because there was no coffee table, they had to carry the bowl. Zhang Qianxiu put the bag he had brought in front of Zhuang Hongmei: "Auntie, look, all the things in it are left by Kong Zhiwen, and there is a letter."

"Well... Let me see!" Zhuang Hongmei shook her hands and opened the bag. When she saw the hundreds of thousands of money in it, she was scared and jumped: "did you make a mistake? So much money? "

"It's no mistake. We came from TJ County on purpose. We followed the address. There is no second person named Kong Zhiwen in your village!" Zhang Qianxiu is sure that the photo of Kong Zhiwen on the shrine is still there.

"He... Where did he get so much money?" Zhuang Hongmei still has some disbelief: "don't confuse me."

"We don't know you, and we won't send you money!" Zhang Qianxiu's helpless explanation.

"But where did he get the money?" Zhuang Hongmei is still puzzled.

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head: "then I don't know. It's for you anyway. Just keep it."

"I'm not sure if I can take the money, or I'll give it to the official! Let them handle it. " Zhuang Hongmei asked tentatively.

Zhang Qianxiu was a little confused this time. Looking at the situation of Zhuang Hongmei, his life was not bad, but it was definitely not much better. Seeing so much money, he didn't want to put it away, but also wanted to give it to the official. This... This consciousness, Zhang Qianxiu was speechless.

"Auntie, this is for you. If you give it to the government, isn't that a failure to the kindness of Kong Zhiwen?" Zhang Qianxiu said.

Zhuang Hongmei thought for a moment, then looked up and said, "their family, three generations of soldiers, my father-in-law, after coming back, disabled! After a few years, he died. Later, Zhiwen's father went to join the army and went to the battlefield. His bones didn't come back. He only came back with a suit of clothes and a letter; So is Zhiwen. "

"I'm blessed by them. Every year, the government will send me money and rice, and give me duty-free. I don't worry about food and drink all my life. No matter where the money comes from, i... I don't want to shame the Kong family. If people know about it, I'll be afraid of other people's gossiping."

Zhang Qianxiu and Su Yuwei were stunned.

They never thought that the three generations of Kong Zhiwen's family were loyal and good, and they all "sacrificed".