My father painted it for my mother. She likes it very much. Every year I help fill the color. "
The painting is a home map of a small town, which is very simple. Let people look at it and feel calm. Quite a family style.
Bright color distribution. It's forged with excellent techniques, with tenderness in every stroke. It can be seen that it's a person who can melt.
For Yin Yao's father. He can't find anything. He just knows. She lost her father when she was very young. And mother depend on each other, so she will do anything for mother Yin.
Love can be forgiven!
"It's very nice. It seems that your father knows art very well?" he asked tentatively. Yin Yao knows a lot of things. But I don't know in detail. When you love someone, like someone.
You will unconsciously want to explore.
"It's just a hobby. He always likes it. I'm not impressed with him, so you don't have to ask."
There was pain in the indifferent smile on her lips. It made people feel very dazzling, and Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
Gently knot the picture. Has lost the original artistic conception, not a professional person. Color always loses a lot of truth.
"What did you learn?"
"Yes, my family doesn't have enough money. My mother is distressed and can't help it. I went to work in the gallery and finally learned, but I'm not good at learning. I can only make up the color to prevent it from losing."
Yin Yao can think of her father and her sad life when she looks at this picture. They are all given by him. The hatred overflowing in her heart is mixed with pain.
Midnight dream back, the last thing I like to think of is him, but such a person, she just wants to forget.
His mark is engraved in the blood. She Yin Yao can only be the child of his family destroyer.
"OK, don't think so much. I'll find a professional to repair it for you and put it in the study."
His words seemed to have a calming effect. Yin Yao felt that she would calm down after hearing his words.
"By the way, your mother called me today." when Yin Yao talked about this, his face was unbelievable.
Sure enough, Jiang Chen looked at Yin Yao with an unbelievable face and raised his eyebrows with curiosity.
"What's up?"
"She asked me for tea! I'm going to..." before Yin Yao finished, she stuck in her mouth and let Jiang Chen interrupt.
"No, she'd better not meet you." no matter what the reason is, Jiang Chen feels that his mother has a purpose, and he can avoid it.
Some of Yin Yao, who was in trouble, fell into meditation. In fact, she didn't think about it. If she went, she would be unhappy. If she didn't go, it would be even more unhappy.
In contrast, she had the impulse to shrink her neck and stretch her neck.
"In fact, there's nothing. After all, we're all married." she said yes, not asking. Jiang Chen looked into her eyes.
"She doesn't speak well. She has been like this for many years. I know you don't like her. In fact, there's no need to force it."
Yin Yao listened to Jiang Chen's words, but smiled and didn't listen.
The next day I got up early to dress up. I just wanted to make myself not too casual and let Jiang's mother say something ugly.
A white dress looks like a holy lotus from a distance. Yin Yao has that temperament. Therefore, wearing white, she looks clean, refreshing and comfortable. She won't look amazing at a glance, but she will taste more and more.
Jingtian coffee is the best coffee shop in city A. Jiang's mother made an appointment here, which hurt Yin Yao's heart.
When I was at school, I heard my roommate say that the annual membership fee here is hundreds of thousands, and it takes hundreds of thousands to drink a cup of coffee.
The glass door is gently opened, driving the dolphin wind chimes at the door. The sound of clattering is crisp and pleasant, which makes people intoxicated.
Gently and leisurely, with the feeling of flying, the strong aroma of coffee wafts everywhere as soon as you enter the door, which makes Yin Yao, who has never understood, know that it is really emotional here.
"Hello, miss, welcome. Please come inside." the welcoming lady politely led herself in, crossed the corridor and walked in.
Jiang's mother looked carefully with a magazine and reading glasses. Yin Yao walked slowly with caution on her face.
"That, mom..." Yin Yao tried to keep a smile on her face, looked at Jiang's mother's eyes sincerely, and shouted the word mom.
Jiang's mother was silent, looking at Yin Yao with a cold face and fierce eyes
"Aunt, I'm here. What can I do for you?" Yin Yao knew she didn't recognize her, so the title was exempted.
"Just call me aunt. I can't afford the word mom." jade hand gently pinched the coffee cup and took a sip.
The action is elegant and skillful, which makes people feel beautiful.
But Yin Yao didn't want to appreciate the appearance of her lady. She had a hunch that she would still collide with herself next.
"Yin Yao, how long have you been with Jiang Chen?" Jiang's mother suddenly asked.
Yin Yao answered without thinking.
"More than five months."
There is a faint worry on Jiang's mother's face, which is completely inconsistent with the painting style. If it appears on her face, it will worry Yin Yao.
Sure enough, can only think, can not say, will appear between them.
"So you don't have children? Do you have fertility problems? Have you had a premarital examination?"
Jiang's mother suddenly thought of something, and her eyes were wide and round.
"You won't have a family genetic history? Then you have to check. How can Jiang Chen be so careless."