During the summer vacation, the courses of training institutions are still scheduled for more than ten days.
Today is the weekend, neither Lin's father nor Lin's mother went to work, and Ms. Yu Xiujuan was running up and down the house with a rag, scrubbing and cleaning.
"I only know how to read newspapers all day long, but I don't know how to help." She was very dissatisfied with Lin Guoqing's indifferent appearance.
There is never any housework in your eyes!
She raised her nose and eyes, and walked around Lin Guoqing, just not wanting him to read the newspaper.
A middle-aged man like Lin Guoqing was very experienced. He raised his arms when asked, and raised his legs when asked. Finding that she was not done yet, he simply stood up and walked to the balcony with the newspaper, leaving the whole house to her to do as she pleased.
Yu Xiujuan sighed, feeling that her husband was hopeless. She thought of her son and decided to clean Lin Yi's room.
After Lin Yi entered high school, his awareness of privacy became stronger and stronger, and sometimes he even locked the door in his room.
However, in the past year, this phenomenon has not happened again. Ms. Yu Xiujuan thinks this is a sign of trust in parents and a sign of the child's sensibleness.
She didn't rummage through the cabinets, she just wiped the tables and chairs in the room, remade the bed, and mopped the floor inside and out. She was exhausted.
After finishing the work, she looked at the bright sunshine outside today, and thought that there were two quilts in the cabinet that she could take out to dry in the sun. So she took off her shoes and stepped on the bed, opened the door of the wall cabinet, and before she could take out the quilt, she found that
A small cylinder fell out of it.
She got out of bed and picked it up. She looked around but didn't recognize it as a painting tube. After all, Lin Yi had never learned to draw and there were no girls in the family.
Ms. Yu Xiujuan only hesitated for a second whether to open it and take a look, and then she convinced herself instantly: "I haven't seen anything in it? Besides, I won't put anything important here."
So he opened it openly and took out a rolled piece of drawing paper. As he unfolded it, he muttered: "It turns out to be a drawing. It's so well hidden..."
Before she finished speaking, she was shocked when she saw the whole painting. She was stunned for two seconds, then hurried outside and shouted:
"Old Lin, come here quickly and take a look. Your son seems to be in love early!"
Lin Guoqing had already sat back on the sofa in the living room, ignoring Yu Xiujuan's surprise: "Why are you rummaging through his things again? Do you know this is an invasion of a child's privacy?"
Yu Xiujuan usually dislikes Lin Guoqing's style. How can you, an old worker, pretend to be an intellectual?
But now was not the time. She directly brought the painting to Lin Guoqing: "Look at it for yourself. Do you care about your son's puppy love?"
The paintings are actually nothing good to look at. Neither Lin’s father nor Lin’s mother has much appreciation ability. Of course, the person who painted the paintings is not an artist.
Lin Guoqing took it and glanced at it. A young and beautiful girl appeared on the paper, with a signature in the lower right corner: "Gu Caiwei".
"The handwriting is quite good. This one is in a slim gold style. It really looks rich and noble."
He actually commented on calligraphy first.
Yu Xiujuan was going to be pissed off by him: "Are you asked to read the words? This Gu Caiwei is a girl's name at first glance. If you look at this painting again, what do you think is the relationship between Lin Yi and her?"
Lin Guoqing finally returned his attention to the matter itself: "Where did you find this painting?"
"What turned out?"
Yu Xiujuan first cried out for herself: "I just finished cleaning and wanted to take out the quilt from his hanging cabinet to dry it. As soon as I opened it, it fell out."
Lin Guoqing nodded and thought about it in silence for a long time.
"Speak, why don't you go ask Lin Yi at night before he comes back?" Yu Xiujuan's urging interrupted his train of thought.
According to the family division of labor that the two people tacitly abide by, Lin Guoqing should be the one to "negotiate" such a major matter with his son.
"Don't do it yet, this matter is not yet at the point where we need to intervene." Lin Guoqing vetoed the proposal.
"Oh, it's already the senior year of high school! At the end of the semester, Teacher Zhao also emphasized at the parent-teacher meeting that we must ensure that our children devote themselves wholeheartedly to preparing for the college entrance examination."
"Nothing can distract them. Even if the adults want a divorce, we can wait until after the exam next year!"
Yu Xiujuan was really worried about Lin Yi. This child stopped falling in love early in life, but he started to have troubles in his senior year of high school.
Lin Guoqing was relatively calm: "First of all, we can't say there's something fishy about a child just based on a picture. It's normal for classmates to give gifts to each other."
"Secondly, Lin Yi's grades gradually improved in his sophomore year of high school, and it did not affect his studies."
"I don't think we should be making excuses. If you rush to ask questions like this, you will put pressure on him."
Lin Guoqing's words are actually a bit far-fetched. It is normal for classmates to give gifts to each other, but this kind of gift can hardly be called "ordinary classmates".
He just wanted to ease Yu Xiujuan's heart.
Lin's mother was still a little bit confused: "If the second year of high school doesn't affect the third year of high school, it won't affect the third year of high school. Maybe they just talked about it..."
However, she still respects Lin Guoqing's opinion: "Then what should we do now? Just pretend we don't know anything?"
Lin Guoqing handed the painting back to her: "Just put it back as you took it out just now. Don't let your son see it, and don't ask about it at night."
Yu Xiujuan rolled up the painting again and put it back into the microphone. As she walked towards Lin Yi's room, she still said angrily: "Don't look at it if you can."
Her emotions had recovered, and she thought back to the girl she had just painted:
"Is this painting of herself? The little girl is quite pretty. She is worthy of our Lin Yi, and her name is also nice..."
Lin Guoqing didn't hear this, otherwise he would have laughed bitterly. His heart was far from as relaxed as it seemed.
He is more thoughtful than Yu Xiujuan.
Mother Lin had long since forgotten the casual conversation at the New Year's Day family dinner, but when Father Lin saw the name, he immediately remembered the red Porsche that his nephew Cheng Zihui saw downstairs.
He also talked about "Is the car owner's surname Gu?" and "Buying a house is not about buying one house at a time, but choosing the one with the best location."
By the way, he also said that the car owner was a very beautiful woman.
It seems that my son has hidden a lot of things.
Lin Guoqing felt worried. He had never even bought an ordinary family car, and he had no concept of "luxury cars".
He didn’t know that the Cayenne was only the cheapest entry-level model among luxury cars, and was called “Porsche’s shame” by many “car-savvy people” who reviewed it online.
In fact, it is just a grocery cart for rich people.
Ms. Gu Changge originally liked this model because it has a large space and is convenient for carrying things when traveling to and from Yuezhou.
For Lin Guoqing, the three words "Porsche" are enough to make people feel stressed.
Such a family...
Lin Guoqing has never wanted to cling to anyone, and he doesn't understand the girl's personality. He is not complacent just because his son may have found a wealthy daughter.
He put down the newspaper and walked to the balcony again, looking into the distance in a daze. After a long time, he sighed.