Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 47 Swipe my card (for collection)

Zhang Zhong never thought of letting Pengpeng become a great painter. Parents' expectations for their children should first be that the child is happy and happy, and the second is that she should have a healthy and good outlook on life.

As for what constitutes a healthy outlook on life, Zhang Zhong believes that the bottom line is not to cause trouble to other people in this society. As for whether she will be cheerful and lively in the future, or gentle and demure, Zhang Zhong will support her unconditionally.

Everyone hopes that their children will be loved by everyone, but this hope should not turn into pressure imposed on children.

Just like she is learning to paint now, it is only because she likes it, and there is no other reason.

Zhang Zhong remembered what the fairy tale king Zheng Yuanjie said when he was on Earth.

It was on a program where a farmer's father forced his daughter to draw, and even prevented her from receiving normal compulsory education, and spent all day learning to draw at home.

But Zheng Yuanjie did not agree with his approach, because the child is not particularly fond of drawing, nor is he particularly talented, so it is better to send him to school first, and then consider other things.

The father asked Zheng Yuanjie: Then why did your son stop studying when he was a teenager and come out to write books?

Zheng Yuanjie answered in this way: Because my son saw me writing and reading books at his desk when he was young, and he was subtly influenced by me. His current knowledge reserve has the ability to do this.

There is really no need to be deliberate about the growth of children. All parents have to do is to be themselves first. As long as they do well, the children will follow suit, and it will be fine naturally.

Sometimes, children are like a mirror for parents. Parents can always see themselves in their children. Children are naughty, irritable, and disobedient. reason.

Compared with focusing on making his daughter a master, Zhang Zhong felt that he should thank Pengpeng. Speaking of which, he didn't teach her much, but he got a lot of precious things from her. I have never had it in my entire life.

"Dad, do I draw well?"

Zhang Zhong came back to his senses and showed a gentle smile to his daughter, "Of course it looks good."

"However, I think my drawing is a bit ugly. I want to draw Mao Mao's nose smaller, but it becomes bigger as I draw it, and I don't dare to draw it when I draw eyes..." Peng Peng muttered road.

Zhang Zhong couldn't help laughing, hehe, this girl is quite demanding of herself.

"It's okay, maybe Mao Mao wishes he had a big nose?"

Pengpeng tilted her head and said in surprise, "Is it? Doesn't it think the nose is too big and ugly?"

Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows, maybe it just likes it that way. Everyone...or pigs have their own favorite things. It may be different from others, but there is nothing wrong with it."

Pengpeng nodded half-understood, and then turned his attention to his painting again, "Yeah, I don't feel so ugly after Dad said that."

Xu Yuhan tutored the other two children for a while, and came over at this time, and said with a smile, "Pengpeng is quite talented, her imagination is very good, and her memory for colors is also very strong. Most of these things are born .”

Zhang Zhong nodded with a smile, "Thank you, Teacher Xu, I will trouble you today."

"You're welcome, Dad Zhang. Since Pengpeng is my student and I want to do my best, by the way, when will you come over tomorrow? I can arrange it in advance."

Zhang Zhong thought for a while and said, "It's still time, Pengpeng, shall we come back tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, okay." Pengpeng's eyes were still fixed on her own painting, her face full of narcissism, as for the high request just now, she had already forgotten about it.

Xu Yuhan smiled, "Okay, today's class is over here, and Pengpeng's tools are placed here, and it is quite troublesome to carry."

"Ah? Can't the big box be taken home?" Pengpeng said with some reluctance.

Zhang Zhong said, "Don't bring the big suitcase, anyway, we're coming tomorrow, can I take Pengpeng to buy clothes?"

"All right."

Zhang Zhong pulled his daughter to stand up, and said to Xu Yuhan, "I will take my leave today, and we will come back tomorrow morning, Pengpeng, goodbye to Teacher Xu."

"Goodbye Teacher Xu."

"Well, goodbye, Pengpeng."

After leaving Mengmu Xiaozhu, Zhang Zhong took his daughter to stroll around the mall. It was already eleven o'clock, and the mall was bustling with people, and it was already lively.

Zhang Zhong went straight to the children's clothing area on the fourth floor, and brought Peng Peng to buy some clothes.

It only cost 1000 yuan to sign up for a "vip" painting class for Pengpeng, but two pieces of clothes cost more than a thousand yuan, and I bought shoes, socks and accessories, and I went for two or three thousand yuan.

At first, Pengpeng showed little interest in clothes. Zhang Zhong thought she was really not interested in clothes, because she didn't look at clothes very much when she came to the mall last time.

But when Zhang Zhong noticed her expression looking at those beautiful skirts, he knew that the girl was restraining herself. A four-and-a-half-year-old child already knew how to restrain herself. Zhang Zhong had never thought of it before.

It may also be that the situation at home was not very good before, and the clothes my mother bought her would definitely not be too good, and she could feel something after a long time.

Since his daughter liked it, Zhang Zhong didn't think too much about it, and waved his hand: "Swipe my card."

Money is a bastard, I earn it after spending it.

After buying the clothes, Peng Peng hugged the bag of clothes tightly in his arms, and the expression of joy that had been restrained before finally burst out on his little face.

With some money left, Zhang Zhong bought two clothes himself.

The clothes he wore before were still five years ago, not to mention worn out, but they were not very decent, and they were no longer in line with his own aesthetics.

Originally, he planned to buy a smartphone, but it was temporarily put on hold because he had to buy something for his parents with the remaining money. In the end, he still had two to three thousand yuan to keep.

He will no longer plan carefully, and he also knows that there should be some rice in the rice vat at home.

The daily expenses in the family all cost money, which was always borne by the parents before, and he has not fulfilled his obligations as a son. From now on, he will start to take over the burden of the family from the shoulders of the old couple.

But there is no need to worry, anyway, after a few days, the manuscript fee will be settled, and the temporary difficulties in the family will be completely resolved, and the rest is to let the family live in Dahuasi.

In the current house, I still have to live in the same room with my father. It is really cramped, and after all, it is not my home. It doesn’t matter if I rent a house. The old people think differently. In their eyes, only the house that belongs to them can be safe. feel.

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