For several days, Cheng Mu was depressed. In order not to affect the mood of other people in the family, she would always hide in the quilt and secretly shed tears in the dark of the night.

Tang Xin comforted her a lot, but did not make any other promises, such as buying another island, buying some foals, and buying some pets for her.

Even if a human is a person, he has a deep affection for animals. If a dog has been raised for many years dies, it is not possible to make the owner sad if he changes a new one.

Early in the morning, Tang Xin knocked on Cheng Mu's door. No one came to open the door for a long time. He pushed the door open and saw Cheng Mu sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze.

Her eyes were dull and her face was melancholy, and she looked a little haggard.

Tang Xin walked behind her, took the comb from her hand, and combed her soft hair behind her.

Cheng Mu came back to his senses, forced a smile, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well, I'm a little confused."

"Well, please rest. You're out with me today, and you're going on stage to give a speech."

Tang Xin combed her black hair and deliberately left some bangs on her forehead. Then he put her hair up with one hand and reached the table with a hairpin and started to help her with an elegant hairstyle.

Cheng Mu knew in his heart that Tang Xin was diverting her attention and not thinking about the disaster that happened on the island, but she would be fooled every time because Tang Xin had a bad habit and always liked to stop half of his words, and the remaining half was left for people to guess. If you were curious, he would lead him to the nose.

She said with a suspicion: "I'm going to give a speech on stage? Are you right? What do I have to say? Do you cook? Who are you telling me? Housewife?"

Tang Xin was all focused on her head, and her hands were weaving her black hair without any frosty. He said casually: "There are many young people with artistic dreams who admire you very much. Among the young artists, you are also famous. Today, I want to go around my home, and you will go there to give a lecture to talk about your inspiration for your creation, creative experience, etc. Anyway, it's just chatting, which is better than being bored at home."

Cheng Mu was so amused that he pointed at his nose and looked at Tang Xin in the glass, and asked, "I am an artist? Are you kidding me, and I'm not going to find someone to act and tease me, right?"

She was a bit like that. She knew in her heart that she was a student at best. Although she had graduated, she was actually just starting out on the road of artistic creation.

"You are so smart. If I find someone to act, you will definitely be able to see through it at first sight. At that time, I will become a clown? You will know when you arrive. Otherwise, you will ask yourself, who in the Tianhai art circle, can exhibit works in the Haidu Art Museum like your age and get good reviews?"

Cheng Mu lowered his head and thought. Maybe Tang Xin was right. At her age, not many people have the fame she is now, but this is too vague.

Whether it is a real business or a honor for the art market, it actually depends on luck. If hundreds of people with no fame are not interested in it, it is worthless. Some people are interested in it, or buy or vote for praise. This is not accurate. Sometimes success depends on strength, but opportunity.

Van Gogh's works created during his lifetime were not even worthy of money for the restaurant. After his death, these works were famous for generations and were sought after by the world. The same was true for many ancient Chinese poets. They created countless classic poems during their lifetime, but their lives were in a downturn. They died and became famous later.

Cheng Mu was lucky. She became famous in the Tianhai art circle. Because of that charity sale, she donated her works and someone bought them all for one million US dollars. Although she later learned that it was bought by Ye Qiu, the price of one million US dollars created a miracle for an art civilian. Because of this, under the media publicity, and later the charity dinner she was praised by the mayor herself, she gained a lot of popularity. When she had new works on display at the Haidu Art Museum, it really attracted many young scholars to appreciate and evaluate.

Looking back today, maybe some people can say that this is a kind of star-making and hype in the art circle. It doesn’t matter. Things are a foregone conclusion. Cheng Mu is not arrogant and arrogant and has become an individual. Perhaps the pursuit of artistic creation has never been her main goal. She just wants to be a perfect wife. As a woman with a perfect family, her life is still the same as before. She doesn’t care whether she cares or not, but her popularity is a fact. Many literary and artistic youth want to copy her success and hope that their works can make a splash and be favored. It is best for a rich man to spend a lot of money to create fame.

After placing her hair, Tang Xin bent down, put his chin on her shoulders, looked at the elegant and elegant woman in the mirror, and smiled and said, "Perfect."

Cheng Mu pursed his lips and gently tilted his head to hit his face, and said angrily: "Smelling and beautiful."

Tang Xin said in surprise: "Hey, I'm talking about you."

Cheng Mu was stunned and asked back, "Hmm? Are you not proud of your skills?"

Tang Xin said silently with a calm expression: "Would you still be proud of it? My brother's works have always been impeccable."

Cheng Mu covered his mouth and laughed for a while, then suddenly turned around and hugged Tang Xin and kissed him, and said softly: "Husband, thank you."

"Don't get tired of it, hurry up and put on your clothes and have breakfast, let's go out early."

"good."

The other women in the family have already gone to work in the company, and Qian Huiyao also plans to work in the first half of the year before leaving. In the past six months, it is a transition period for her to take Xia Ningtai to get familiar with her job.

The son Tang Qian was picked up by his grandparents yesterday, and there was no need to leave anyone at home. Tang Xin and Cheng Mu had breakfast and went out and came downstairs. Dong Tianhua, who was wearing a suit and tie, greeted the two with a smile, "Brother Tang, Sister Cheng, good morning."

Cheng Mu looked strange and said, "Are you older than me? I'm so weird when I call my sister."

Dong Tianhua smiled and said, "Even if Sister Cheng is not an adult, I have to call you sister. Who told you to be Brother Tang's wife?"

Cheng Mu shook his head and didn't object. He got into the car. Tang Xin also got into the car and smiled and said, "Don't look at others' tall and big, he is actually very young, this man is precocious."

Dong Tianhua, who was sitting in the driver's seat, laughed and said, "Brother Tang is right. I am precocious. I squatted outside the women's bathhouse at the age of ten and peeked at the girl's bathhouse."

Tang Xin laughed, and Cheng Mu rolled his eyes and scolded: "You have the face to laugh at others? You just went to junior high school. Don't you also secretly watch who changed clothes in the mall? By the way, what's the name of that girl?"

"Yohe. What's wrong with this? Brother Tang, are you precocious too?"

Dong Tianhua started the car in a happy mood.

Tang Xin sighed, turned his head to look out the window, and said helplessly: "Tianhua, women are sometimes very petty. As for me, aren't I just a little impulsive when I saw a beautiful girl in junior high school? Once I met him by chance in the mall and pretended to watch someone enter the locker room. Just such a small thing, the girl next to me actually remembered it for ten years. Every time I took it out and asked me what the girl's name was. I forgot it, and I couldn't even remember it."

Dong Tianhua looked at the rearview mirror and Cheng Mu and Tang Xin were talking about things. In fact, it was just a joke. No one would take it seriously. Although it was true, they were really not so cautious as to the pinhole.

"Brother Tang, I want me to tell you, of course you are wrong. There is a beautiful woman around you. If you don't look at her, you have to go see outsiders. If I were Sister Cheng, I would never forget this for ten years. I will never forget this in my life. I hate you in my heart!"

"Hey, yes, listen, this is what he said! Why didn't you peek at me at that time? You were going to see other girls?"

Cheng Mu turned his head and stared at Tang Xin with a smile. Tang Xin's face was frozen and exaggerated: "At that time, he was fourteen years old, with his figure, butt, breasts, and charm, you? You haven't even graduated from elementary school. What do I see?"

"Okay, you even figured out the age of that person. It seems that you really put in the effort at that time. Do you regret not seducing her?"

Cheng Mu seemed to have grabbed Tang Xin's handle, staring at him with his eyes fixed on him, as if he was going to see through the truth of his next sentence.

Tang Xin said seriously: "That's impossible! I was just curious about the opposite sex at that time..."

"Lie! It seems you really regret not taking action at that time!"

Cheng Mu knew just by feeling that Tang Xin was telling the truth or lies. At this moment, she said loudly, full of confidence.

Tang Xin lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Let me go, heroine, yes, I was planning to pursue that person at that time, I was curious and impulsive, but one day after school, I saw her riding a young motorcycle, and I felt inferior. We didn't even have a bicycle at that time, how could we compare with other people's motorcycles? And it was the Prince Motorcycle."

"snort."

Cheng Mu snorted with a smile, turned his head and looked out the window on the other side, but his little hand grabbed Tang Xin's palm, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

The three of them talked and joked along the way. After more than half an hour, the car stopped in the community of the home project under Yanguang Charity.

After getting off the bus, Tang Xin held Cheng Mu's hand and looked up. After years of construction, this community has been located on the edge of the city, but it is a fresh and beautiful landscape.

The roads are wide and tidy, with green trees and pleasant greenery. The modern buildings are not crowded and are located separately in each area.

When you can see young and young men and women walking lightly, they all have their own goals and never be blind and confused.

Tang Xin suddenly said curiously: "Strange, why can only see young people over fifteen or sixteen here? What about children?"

Cheng Mu turned his head and smiled helplessly: "You, you are always the boss. Except when this place was built, you have not been here in the next few years. Come, let me tell you, after several re-plannings here, the place we are on is the cultural center of our home. Generally, children from high school or above are here. Orphans of other ages are all in other nearby areas. In recent years, Yanguang Charity has actually been developing in the process of exploration. Tianhai's home project is a template for other home projects in the province and even outside the province. Parents are committed to making this place a model, so they have invested a lot of energy. If there is a problem in one aspect, they will pay great attention and then solve it reasonably."

Tang Xin walked with her hand, admiring the grass and trees here, and wondered: "What's wrong with this place? I remembered that this place was for the elderly and widows to live with orphans. I saw that everything was ready at that time. Is there any problem?"

Cheng Mu nodded and said, "Of course there are. For example, 90% of the children here will get on the right track under the active guidance of teachers, but there are still some problem children, and the problems they encounter are different. Therefore, psychologists need to carry out special tutoring, create educational plans that meet everyone's characteristics and other solutions. Just as you said back then, although the people here are orphans, they can give them food, clothing, and housing. This is not called help, nor should they be considered a qualified job to keep them here, responsible for their lives, and guiding them to actively and optimistically pursue their life ideals correctly. This is the goal that this project is committed to."

Speaking of this, Cheng Mu suddenly stopped, looked at Tang Xin suspiciously, and asked, "Since you don't know the situation here, why did you say that you were here to give a speech in the morning? You are really lying to me, but I don't feel like you are lying."

Tang Xin admitted frankly: "I heard that a considerable number of young men and girls here admire you very much, so I hope you can come here to communicate with them and encourage them. You can go to the building of the Cultural Center. I want to meet someone."

"who?"

Tang Xin reached out and pointed at a man under the tree not far away and said, "He, you know him."

Cheng Mu turned his head and saw a handsome man waved and nodded to her under the tree not far away and greeted her.
Chapter completed!