Now Fang Yi's life can be said to be free of desires. Of course, it would be better if he could have two or three children. However, this matter is not urgent because the young couple has already brought this matter up.
There was no need to mention the schedule. In terms of income and family, Fang Yi was satisfied with everything. Fang Yi had nothing to worry about when it came to painting.
Fang Yi, who is immersed in a full sense of happiness, is becoming more and more cheerful in character. When he is not painting every day, he spends a large part of his time with his son. Little Fang Nuo's innocent smile seems to be more and more infectious to him.
Father, Fang Yi's writing style is becoming more and more delicate, handsome, smooth and peaceful.
Gradually, Fang Yi's personality changed a little. He became more cheerful and open-minded. He also lost a little bit of disdain and shame towards the messy modern art schools in the past. Of course, Fang Yi
Yi does not engage in these types of art, but his attitude toward these artistic styles is softer.
Fang Yi's three works were sold very successfully. The group portrait of friends sold for 11 million, the black woman exposed sold for 16 million, and the craziest one was the "
"National Remembrance" sold for US$24 million and was acquired by an anonymous American tycoon. The sale of these works did not bring much joy to Fang Yi, and he was not even happy for five minutes.
Fang Yi's life transformed into daily life.
Now Fang Yi is having a party at home and calls all his friends to have fun. Yes, you heard it right, Fang Yi is going to have a small party at his home. It’s not the child’s birthday or anything special.
Festivals are just about asking a bunch of friends to have a good time, just like ordinary people. It's almost the first time in history.
"Hey! Michael. I didn't expect you to come today." Fang Yi watched Michael get out of the car, smiled and went up to say hello to Michael Carson.
Carson and Fang Yi clapped their hands: "It's rare for you to hold a party, so of course I want to come and attend it! There's also another thing. I'm going to hold a solo exhibition in Los Angeles in a month. If you're interested then,
Let’s take a look?”
"There should be no problem," Fang Yi said with a smile.
"You are dressed very uniquely today." After a few words of chatting, Carson saw that Fang Yi was dressed differently today than before, wearing beach shorts, short sleeves, sunglasses on his head, and ankle boots.
Wearing flip-flops, she dressed very relaxedly and comfortably. Carson had never seen Fang Yi dressed like this before.
"After having children, I feel a little old, so I can only dress a little younger," Fang Yi said jokingly to Carson.
After speaking, he patted Carson on the shoulder: "Everyone from Keshima is here to have a barbecue over there." He saw a station wagon and stopped again. Caviezel got out of the car. Fang Yi faced Kason.
Sen said.
After taking two steps forward, Fang Yi waved hello to the Caviezel family who were getting off the car.
Caviezel and Fang Yi waved, and then pushed out a stroller from the car. The two Chinese children they had adopted before, a boy and a girl, naturally followed them. When Kelly got out of the car, she was holding a child in her arms.
A little boy doll about one year old.
Fang Yi saw that the little baby was not born by the Caviezel couple themselves, because the little baby had an Asian face, and the chubby little face was very cute. Fang Yi couldn't help but see this.
She was stunned for a moment and thought to herself: Adopted another one?
Almost all the guests who had come were here, and the party held by Fang Yi began. The men cleaned up and prepared for the barbecue, while the women stayed together and chatted with several children. Fang Yi's house was very lively today.
Well, the older ones have Caviezel’s adopted son and daughter, plus Keshima’s eldest daughter, the younger ones have Keshima’s youngest daughter, and the youngest is Fang Yi’s son plus the one in Kelly’s arms.
Little doll with Asian face.
"Rudd, do you know how to barbecue?" Artur looked at Rudd standing next to him and asked, "Look, your beef is almost burnt."
"Why didn't I see it?" Rude said, turning over the two pieces of meat he had grilled with the tongs in his hand, waiting to turn the back over. Rude was speechless now, the backs of the two pieces of meat were all black.
piece.
"You should take the children to bake fudge," Artur said, looking at the two pieces of beef.
Rude looked at several children, big and small, and immediately shook his head and said, "Forget it, being with them is like dancing with the devil."
The older children quickly became familiar with each other, especially Keshima’s eldest daughter and Caviezel’s adopted son. The three of them were about the same age, and they all had experience living in China, so they quickly started to warm to each other.
They became networked and chatted happily, laughing happily from time to time.
Others may think that these children are youthful and energetic when they see them, but Rudd doesn't think so. Children of such an age are all demons to Rudd, even if they are the children of his friends.
"Uncle Rude, Uncle Attu, are you done grilling? I'm very hungry." Keshima's daughter was very familiar with the two of them. She walked to the side of the barbecue grill with her two new friends and faced them.
the two asked.
Before the two of them could speak, the little girl looked at the two black pieces of beef in Rude's hand and said, "Uncle Rude, are you roasting it with charcoal?".
Artur laughed after hearing this, and while laughing, he got a piece of veal for the three children and put it on three plates, and then the three children left.
"What a little devil! I'm not charcoal!" Rude muttered, looking at the backs of the three bouncing children.
Fang Yi was driven away from the barbecue grill by Artur and Rude. He was enjoying himself and sat next to Caviezel. As for Michael, he was soaking in the swimming pool with Keshima.
"Adopted another child?" After sitting down and chatting for a long time, Fang Yi saw Zheng Yuan taking his children and playing with the children brought by Kelly. The two little ones were crawling on the small blanket on the ground.
Crawling back and forth like two fat little cockroaches.
"We have such a plan, but now Xiao Yihui is here for treatment. He is just staying at our house temporarily. There is a tumor on the little guy's body, and it was just found to be malignant. He will have an operation soon." Caviezel looked at
He glanced at Xiao Yihui who was next to his wife.
The name Caviezel is almost like Ikki, which is how Americans pronounce it anyway, so Fang Yi named the little baby after Ikki.
"Tumor?" Fang Yi was stunned after hearing this. He really didn't expect that such an old child would get any kind of tumor, and it was malignant. This thing sounded a bit too scary.
"Well! The medical conditions in China are not good, so we will help arrange for hospitals in the United States. There may be more than one operation. Even after the operation, the doctor still recommends that he stay here in the United States and continue to receive treatment.
We just wanted to discuss with the Children's Welfare Institute in China whether we could adopt this child. During these days in our home, our family feels that he has become a part of the family," Caviezel said happily.
Fang Yi looked at this handsome uncle-level American actor. Then his eyes turned to him and Kelly. Finally, he glanced at the three Chinese-faced children, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of emotion. Two white couples didn't have their own.
However, the child adopted three Chinese orphans, leaving Fang Yi at a loss as to what to say.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Fang Yi thought for a moment and then asked Caviezel.
Caviezel smiled and shook his head after hearing this: "You are not a doctor, how can you help here?"
Fang Yi thought for a moment and said nothing. Caviezel is an actor. Although he is not a first-line actor, his income is still small. Of course, Caviezel's income is far from comparable to Fang Yi's.
However, there is no problem in supporting a child's surgery expenses. Fang Yi thinks that it does not make much sense to pay part of the child's medical expenses.
Thinking of this, Fang Yi looked at Caviezel, the handsome American actor, and the way he looked at the child next to his wife, and found that there seemed to be no difference between the way he looked at his son. Look at the two more
For older children, the happy smiles on their faces are so innocent and natural.
They and their husbands have one thing in common, that is, they both have a kind soul! Fang Yi suddenly said this sentence in his heart. The Chinese people often say that a bitch is ruthless and an actor is Wuyi obviously cannot catch Kawei.
On the Ze couple.
After taking another look at his friends, Fang Yi felt for the first time that he seemed to be lacking something. When facing an American couple, Fang Yi felt that he was a little embarrassed as a Chinese. He
It brought them a little honor, but that little honor,
At this moment, a world-class oil painter faced an American couple who were about to adopt three Chinese orphans, which actually made Fang Yi feel a little bit ashamed. It is not that there are no orphans in the United States, but this white couple
How could Fang Yi not feel sad when he gave his love to three Chinese orphans?
Fang Yi asked himself in his heart: Apart from painting, what else can he do? Even if it is something within reach, he should not only immerse himself in his painting, or immerse himself in the happiness of his own small family.
middle.
After having a barbecue at noon, the children, big and small, ran into the swimming pool one by one like cheerful little ducks in the warm sunshine and started playing. Even Fang Tuo and Yihui were hugged by their mothers.
A small swimming ring was hanging on the water and splashing in the water. The older children finished swimming, and Caviezel, Fang Yi, and Keshima began to teach the three older children how to ride horses.
Joy filled Fang Yi's big house, and the originally quiet big house took on a different look.
The party at home was very good, of course, nothing too fancy. To put it bluntly, it was just a time for friends to get together to chat and have fun when they were free. It was obvious that all the families were having fun.
I was very happy. After dinner, the children still wanted to go back, and Fang Yi also promised these children that they could come and play whenever they had time.
After seeing off the guests, Fang Yi returned to his studio. Instead of sitting in front of the easel, he looked out the window in a daze. He kept asking, besides painting, what else could he do to make his life more beautiful?
It’s even more meaningful. From the happy little face of my son, I think of the lucky flash. With the careful care of the Caviezels, he will definitely grow strong in the future. What about those children who are not so lucky? They will survive
How is it? Such thoughts appeared in Fang Yi's mind over and over again.
"Why are you so dazed?" Zheng Yuan carried little Fang Nu into the studio, and immediately saw her husband standing at the window looking out of the window in a daze. (To be continued...)