Mr. Shi felt very aggrieved for himself, "How can I be perfunctory? I am obviously very confident in my wife's photography skills, okay?"
Teacher Ning was too lazy to continue discussing this issue and directly handed him the phone, "I'm going to take a shower."
"The clothes are in the bathroom." Shi Wangyue said.
"OK, thanks."
…
Ning Youguang went to the bathroom, and Shi Wangyue took her mobile phone and walked to a rocking chair next to the bed and sat down, slowly admiring the photos taken by his wife.
Then, he discovered that the other party was filming faster than he thought.
There are not many, just a dozen photos and a small video.
Whether it's a short video or a photo, every frame captured by her is pleasing to the eye.
…
After taking a shower, the two of them went from home to the "Wu Sheng Study" next door.
"What should we do?" Ning Youguang looked at Shi Wangyue with gentle eyebrows, "Or do nothing?"
Doing nothing is just wasting your time.
But unexpectedly, a sentence came out suddenly - "I miss Madam's tea."
"..."
Ning Youguang was stunned.
This is a clip from a costume idol drama that the two of them came across last night when they were watching a movie together and accidentally changed the channel.
In the play, a young general wearing a military uniform returns home victoriously. The first thing he says when he sees his wife is this: "I miss my lady's tea."
Immediately afterwards, under his wife's gentle eyes, he said the next line affectionately: "So that my husband can lean on her for a while and take it easy before going to the battlefield next time."
Ning Youguang raised the corner of his mouth, "Okay, can Qi Hong do it?"
"It's disrespectful."
The warm tea was brewed quickly. After Ning Youguang drank a few cups with Shi Wangyue, his eyes were attracted by the easel placed in front of the window.
"Want to draw?" The two of them were so close, Shi Wangyue's attention never moved away from Ning Youguang.
"I kind of think about it."
She remembered that Zhang Daqian once discussed painting: "If you want it to rain in the painting, it will rain, and if you want the sun to shine, the sun will shine. Creation is in my hands, and I am not driven by all things... If you have a fairyland in your heart, you can paint it
A fairyland."
"Then go." Shi Wangyue said, "You draw and I drink tea, wouldn't we both be happy?"
Ning Youguang got up and went to sit in front of the flower stand by the window.
Painting is more time-consuming than pruning flowers and requires more patience.
Shi Wangyue drank several pots of tea by herself. Her stomach was empty and it was time for dinner.
Seeing how attentive Ning Youguang was in painting, he didn't go over to disturb her, but went next door to cook.
When Ning Youguang was called back to eat by him, he was shocked when he saw the lunch on the dining table.
"How did you come up with the idea of doing this?" Ning Youguang took out his phone and took pictures.
On the table in front of you were two bowls of chazuke rice, two plates of lettuce, one plate of colorful salad with sesame sauce, and one plate of cold lettuce and shrimp.
He put the chazuke rice in a lacquered tea bowl.
The tea bowl glows with a gentle lacquered light and looks dignified and elegant. It looks very harmonious when used as tableware for tea and rice, making people feel extremely comfortable just looking at it.
A simple, refreshing lunch, not rich at all, but very accurately interprets a light, practical and simple emotion, a home built with a table and two chairs, and daily life of daily necessities.
Looking at such a refreshing lunch in front of him, Ning Youguang suddenly felt very moved.
In adult life, occasionally adding some small beauty can soothe all the fatigue.
Regarding these beautiful things, she thought about the rainbow after the rain, the sunset in summer, the red maples in autumn, the warm tea in winter, etc... and many, many more...
I just didn't expect that one day I would feel it on a bowl of chazuke rice. "Is this new?" Ning Youguang looked at the chazuke rice in surprise.
"Didn't you say you wanted to try it when you were watching a movie two days ago?" Shi Wangyue sat down at the dining table, "Today's chazuke rice is made with black tea [tangerine] brewed by hand. You can try it."
Ning Youguang picked up the bowl and slowly put a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
"How?" Shi Wangyue asked patiently after she swallowed her rice.
"The clear citrus aroma, accompanied by a bit of licorice, soaked into the rice, creating a very surprising flavor." Ning Youguang felt that the chazuke rice in his hand made his eyes light up, "This is something I have never seen before. A taste that has never been captured before.”
"Try this again." Shi Wangyue placed a chopstick of cold lettuce and shrimp on the small plate in front of Ning Youguang.
Ning Youguang ate it enthusiastically, and then, a series of free compliments were poured on the chef——
In the sauce for salad with lettuce and shrimp, Shi Wangyue added some yellow plum dew that the two of them made this year, so it tastes a little sour and appetizing.
Eating lunch like this on this dog day of summer really makes people feel physically and mentally refreshed.
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In the evening, Weibo.
[An ordinary person: Love accompanies you from romance to firewood, rice, oil and salt, from spring to winter to autumn harvest and winter storage.]
[An ordinary person: Make yourself better. Best wishes! @Today tomorrow the day after tomorrow yesterday the day before yesterday the day before yesterday: Teacher, how can I make this world a better place?]
Shi Wangyue would habitually check Ning Youguang’s Weibo updates every night.
As soon as he saw this update of hers, Shi Wangyue couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, because of the familiar picture and the messy copywriting that made his heart warm.
…
"Professor Ning, can I ask you, what is the psychological power of objects abandoned on the road of growth?" In the large conference room on the first floor of the Beijing City Library, a citizen stood up and asked Ning Youguang, who had just finished a public welfare class. .
Ning Youguang put his hands on the veteran cadre-style podium. After listening carefully to the young man wearing glasses' question, he answered with a smile, "We have to discuss this question first: why are we abandoned? Or why are we abandoned? Want to abandon the original object?
This can be used as an analogy by taking away the road or changing to urban life. For example, if you want to go to the city, you have to abandon the countryside. The countryside is the object you abandon. If you are admitted to a university in the capital, you have to leave your hometown. Arriving in the capital means that your hometown has become an object abandoned by you——
You can think about it. When you were growing up, everyone can think of it. You abandoned your elementary school classmates, abandoned your junior high school classmates, and some even abandoned your partners. Similarly, we also I am constantly being abandoned, why is this?
Because new objects are constantly appearing in your life.
It can be concluded from this that the psychological motivation that makes us abandon the object is God giving us the power to grow."
Ning Youguang's last words were sonorous and powerful.
As soon as the words fell, bursts of warm applause broke out from the audience.1314