oh!

Luo Shenglan is more upright: "Your temperament is not suitable for wearing this. If you are looking for a model, look at your Aunt Lin for a few times and then go back to draw. She looks good in this and can hold it down. You wear this...it looks like something from a circus."

Yes, hurry back and change it for me, what a fool you are!" He said and laughed at Lin Yutong: "You've always been a child no matter how old you are, you used to love wearing my clothes, but now you're becoming more and more famous, and you're a member of the theater troupe, you have to

How long do you have to worry about them?"

Lin Yutong smiled. Seeing the way the Luo family's nanny was holding back her head and not daring to look at anyone, she knew that she didn't need to talk in circles anymore. This nanny must be able to talk about anything.

She just pretended that she didn't know anything, so as not to embarrass each other in the future. "Girls are all like this. My two oldest children are also the same. They can pull out all the clothes and shoes in my cabinet and wear them." She said.

Turning around, "Go back and rest quickly. The wind has picked up and it's still quite cold outside."

Luo Shenglan responded, "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

Just as Lin Yutong thought, the nanny of the Luo family followed Luo Shenglan in circles, first putting hot water on for bathing, and then preparing meals. When Luo Shenglan finished eating and went to the bedroom to rest, she followed her.

Luo Shenglan was speechless. When she saw the other party closing the bedroom door, she knew that he must have something to say.

The nanny lowered her head and asked Luo Shenglan first: "Mr. Luo, have you gone to Qingyi's studio?"

"I'm the most impatient with that thing." Luo Shenglan was really scared of being hurt by her ex. She fainted when she saw the paint and brush. It was all money! "What? She painted that shameful thing?"

The so-called shameful things are body art, and she is firmly opposed to any nude models or anything like that.

The nanny didn't know what to say, so she only said intermittently: "... Mr. Lin made beer duck, and Qing Yi made beer duck at home for half a month... Mr. Lin wore that kind of clothes, and Qing Yi also wore that kind of clothes.

clothing……"

What drama troupe borrowed it? Can the one lent by the drama troupe be exactly the same as what the neighbor is wearing?

"What do you want to say?" Luo Shenglan's face suddenly sank.

The nanny quickly defended: "Mr. Luo, I have been here for two or three years. I look after Qingyi's child just like my own child. If I don't say anything, I won't be able to live with myself. The little girl's house,

I have something in mind, and if I don’t stop it at this time, I’m afraid it will get deeper and deeper.”

Luo Shenglan stood up from the edge of the bed and walked out quickly. When she reached the door, she turned back to comfort the nanny: "Don't worry, I know you. Just treat this child as your own. If you don't do something right,

Now, just say what you need to say, remind me when you need to be reminded, and don’t hide from me whatever you need to tell me, good or bad. If that’s the case, I have to thank you.” After saying that, he took a few deep breaths and then said

: "You go ahead, I'll go upstairs and take a look!"

The nanny breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head. The child didn't know what he was thinking.

Luo Shenglan went to the second floor. The carpet in her home was a thick plush carpet. You couldn't hear your footsteps when you stepped on it. She went up and opened the studio door without knocking.

There was no one in the studio.

But the paintings hanging in the studio still made her expression change. She put away the portraits of the couple one after another, then carried them and walked downstairs.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Luo Qingyi came out of the bathroom and saw her mother carrying a pile of paintings going downstairs, so she asked anxiously.

Luo Shenglan stopped in her tracks, turned around, and looked at her daughter's face with a cold expression: "Do you still remember the day your dad came back with that woman?"

Luo Qingyi couldn't help but take two steps back, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Luo Shenglan didn't say anything else, she just asked this: "Do you still remember?"

Luo Qingyi lowered his head in panic and continued to retreat. Do you remember? How could you not remember?

Dad brought a woman who was dressed in a tacky way, but was obviously younger and more beautiful. Then what did Dad say... Mom pushed her and her brother into the bedroom and didn't let them listen. Then that night, Mom didn't cry, but she

I sat alone in a cold room all night.

She didn't know what her father said to her mother that day, but she remembered that woman. For a long time when she was learning to paint, she drew that woman. As soon as she followed her father into the door, she looked at her mother's eyes, the look in her eyes.

Envy, jealousy, and many, many disgusting eyes and expressions, in such a short moment, kept changing on the woman's face and eyes. She never knew that people could be so

ugly.

Luo Shenglan held the portrait in one hand and held her daughter in the other, pressing her in front of the studio mirror: "Look, look at how you are different from that woman now!"

Later, the woman wore the same clothes as her mother and passed by their house on purpose.

And what is the difference between myself now and that woman?

"No! It's different!" Luo Qingyi shook his head: "I didn't want to do anything, I just... I just didn't know that there could be such a gentle and good man in this world..."

Her father beat her when she was drunk, and he was never a gentle person. When he was not drinking, when he taught her to draw, she was fine, but his eyes were always gloomy, and she never knew that a man could be like sunshine.

The same thing, shining into the darkest corners of the world. At home, it was her mother who worked, who made the money, and who did everything. She never knew that a man could stand upright and be able to withstand wind and rain.

In her eyes, her brother is not even a man. When he was a child, he snatched her food and pulled her hair. When she grew up, her mother sent him abroad. She didn't know what he has become now.

What kind of men have you come into contact with?

teacher?

I don’t remember my teachers when I was a child. My teachers when I grew up were given gifts by my mother. They were kind to me. That was because they were short-handed.

Are you a teacher after you go to university? What the teacher likes is not a teacher's wife, but a girl who is as weak as a dodder flower. She can't bear to see a chicken being killed, and has to cover her nose with a perfumed handkerchief when she smells the smell of blood.

.She really can’t see the advantages of such a man.

But because he is always different, he is very filial to the old man. He has never beaten or scolded his children. He must be very lucky to be his child. As a husband...she has never seen any man who can do this. She is actually looking for him.

He didn't have any shortcomings, he was just like the good men she saw in books, novels, and TV.

Such a man... "I like it, is it wrong? I really didn't think about it, I just like it... and then I also want to let him know that I am very good, I am really very good... but... I don't know what

It can’t be done well either…”

The expression on Luo Shenglan's face did not soften because of her daughter's words. Instead, it became more and more stern: "No matter how good he is, it is only for his own wife and children. Who do you think you are? Who are you,

Why should people be nice to you?"

"I'm fine too!" Luo Qingyi raised her head and looked at her mother stubbornly: "I'm fine too! Why am I..."

Before she finished speaking, Luo Shenglan slapped her hard: "Are you very good? What's so good about you?" She looked at her daughter up and down, "Live as someone else's substitute, someone else's shadow, and you don't even know who you are.

Got it. Do you still have the nerve to say 'I'? Look at yourself, are you still Luo Qingyi? If you think you are good, just live like Luo Qingyi! Don't imitate what others do.

Have you ever heard of Dong Shi imitating others' clothes? Dong Shi's imitation of others is better than yours. At least Dong Shi only sees Xi Shi's beauty instead of coveting Xi Shi's men! If Dong Shi makes himself a joke, what about you? You are more important than the one who takes the lead.

The clown looks even uglier!"

"Mom..." Luo Qingyi could hardly believe her ears: "I'm still not your daughter!"

"For doing such a thing, I don't think you are my Luo Shenglan's daughter!" Luo Shenglan raised her hand and smoothed her hair, "I, Luo Shenglan, am standing outside. Although I am a female, I still stand with my head in the sky and my feet on the ground.

Character. My daughter is not a woman but a man, but she must at least be a sensible person. If you can't even do the most basic things... then it proves that I didn't teach you well before. Since I didn't

Teach you well, which proves that I didn't teach you well. If I can't teach you well, someone will teach you well." Her tone became more and more cold: "Pack your things, I will send you away tomorrow. Then

Your brother is picking you up. Haven't you always said that I favor your brother? This time I favor you too. When you settle down over there, your brother will come back and I will stare at him in front of me. As for you, enjoy being with you.

I have the same treatment as my brother, and I will give you basic living expenses every month to ensure that you will never be hungry. But if you want to eat well and wear well, you have to find a way to do it yourself. In order to learn from others, one duck a day,

The family is rich, but the money does not come from the strong wind. You are protected so well that you don’t know the world outside at all. Go out and see the world..."

"I haven't finished my studies yet..." Luo Qingyi knew that her mother would do whatever she said, and no matter how hard she made up her mind, even nine cows could not pull her back. She began to panic, and her English had long been lost.

I left for Java and will go to the United States tomorrow. Then my brother will be called back by his mother. He is alone in a foreign country and doesn’t have much money. What should he do? He can’t survive!

Before she could finish her plea, Luo Shenglan turned around again: "Don't finish your studies if you haven't finished them. It doesn't matter! If you can't learn how to be a good person, what's the use of having good knowledge! It's better to be abroad and clean more dishes."

.”

Luo Qingyi could hardly understand: "Are you my mother? Why are you so cruel! I know you hate my father, so you hate us too..."

These words made Luo Shenglan's heart ache. Her body swayed and she could hardly stand, but she still said: "You are wrong this time. I don't hate your dad. When I married your dad, I also

I thought your dad was the best man in the world. Even if he only knows how to be sad for spring and autumn, I still think he is! I can suffer all the pain for him, and I am willing to do so. But later, it was different. What changed was not

He. He has always been that kind of person. But I have really changed. I thought I would be willing to work hard for him all my life. But in the end, the pressure of life forced me to bow my head. I always vented my unsatisfactory grievances on him.

Your dad and I ended up with each other. He was half at fault and I was half at fault. So, it’s not about hatred at all! It’s just that everyone is young and everyone will be confused." As she said that, she said

With a bit of self-deprecation: "Uncle Sun, do you still remember it?"

Luo Qingyi was led by her mother. She forgot about her previous confrontation and nodded: "Remember! He is now the county party secretary in Qiu County..."

"Yes!" Luo Shenglan laughed: "Back then, I was chasing your dad, and your uncle Sun was chasing me. Your uncle Sun was good at everything. When he was an educated youth, he could do all the hard work and help.

I do it, but I always miss your dad, fearing that your dad's painting hands will be worn out by the hoe... At that time, I thought your dad was like a breeze and a bright moon, a man that no longer exists in the world. And your uncle Sun, like this,

Catching a lot... But what happened to your father? What became of your uncle Sun?"

Uncle Sun's lover is not an elegant woman. On the contrary, she is a bit carefree. But at a glance, you can tell that she is living a good life, and her hands are better taken care of than her mother. As long as Uncle Sun is not really busy with the work at home, she will

He helps out whenever he can. To this day, Uncle Sun is still a strong yet elegant gentleman.

Was such a good man not as good as his father in the eyes of his mother?

"Are you stupid?" Luo Shenglan asked softly, and then went over to touch her daughter's beaten face: "Everyone is stupid sometimes. My child, you are just being stupid in this matter. Among other women, he is good

Men. But with you, that may not be the case. Men, just like the shoes on your feet and the clothes on your body, the ones that fit you are the best. You don’t have to pursue glamour, as long as you are comfortable and warm, you can bear the sun in summer and keep out the cold in winter.

They are good. No matter how good your other clothes and shoes are, if you use them irrationally and don’t feel comfortable and fit, what’s the point of using them? Just like the clothes you are wearing, you see, when they are worn on your Aunt Lin, she will

Like a lady, it makes people feel elegant and comfortable, but what does it look like on you?" She pushed her child and stood in front of the mirror again: "See for yourself, what does it look like? Does it look good?" She sighed: "No.

It looks good! It’s like she is a singer or a part-timer, and she put on clothes that everyone knows are inappropriate. Girl, don’t live your life like an actor! People, you won’t be tired only when you are yourself.
To be continued...