"Don’t go!"
Gu Mingcheng’s painting was almost finished. Suddenly, he saw the boat leaving and hurried to the shore, waving at them. His anxious appearance made it seem as if he knew them.
"Hey, it seems like soone is calling us," Pei Yining said curiously. She asked, "Nianhua, do you recognize him?"
"I don’t know him."
Xu Nianhua withdrew her gaze and responded.
"I don’t recognize him either. Boatman, do you know him?" Pei Yining asked the boatman.
The boatman shook his head and said, "I don’t recognize him."
"Then let’s hurry on," Pei Yining was thinking about playing so more, so she was eager to get ashore.
"Don’t you leave."
Gu Mingcheng watched their departing figures and sighed deeply before returning to his painting to finish the mostly completed work, which was still slightly lacking.
Relying on mory, Gu Mingcheng further refined the painting. Except for the profile which couldn’t be more side-on, the artistic conception of the entire painting was still very good.
If he had a little more ti, it could have been even more perfect.
Gu Mingcheng thought to himself as he carefully put away the painting and glanced at the ti on his wristwatch. His sister had said he needed to be ho by eleven-thirty because there were important guests at ho today.
...
"I had so much fun today," Pei Yining said happily, reluctantly pulling Xu Nianhua along, "I’m going back tomorrow, and I really don’t want to leave."
"It’s alright, I’ll co to visit you in Ningbei in September," Xu Nianhua comforted her, patting her, and added, "Your dad is sick, so you should go back."
"My dad probably just wants to co ho. If he were really sick, he’d probably hide it and not tell , rather than have soone fetch like this," Pei Yining understood her father’s thoughts very clearly.
"As parents, isn’t it natural to think about their child?" Xu Nianhua explained with a smile, "If my parents don’t see for a month, they’d probably co to visit too, wouldn’t they?"
She thought that if she were studying in Ningbei, her parents surely wouldn’t be at ease.
"Nianhua, whenever you co to Ningbei, call in advance or send a telegram. I’ll pick you up at the train station," Pei Yining looked at her earnestly and repeatedly instructed, "You must co to visit ."
"Okay," Xu Nianhua replied.
...
"Nianhua, isn’t your friend coming over for dinner?" Deng Juan imdiately asked when she saw Xu Nianhua returning alone.
"Aunt, Yining has to go back to Ningbei today, so she won’t be coming to dinner," Xu Nianhua explained, looking at the untouched gifts on the table, sowhat surprised.
"Your grandfather said he must wait for you to co back," Deng Juan indeed wanted to open them to see what they contained, but Ji Xinghua had emphasized repeatedly that these were gifts from Nianhua’s friend.
Deng Juan could only look at them.
"It’s okay, the tonics can go to grandfather, and things like malted milk can go to Xiaoyong," Xu Nianhua said.
Ji Yong, Ji Shuming’s seven-year-old son.
"And these things, Aunt, you can handle them," Xu Nianhua looked at the gifts, thinking about what gifts to prepare the next ti she saw Yining.
"Nianhua, that’s settled then, I’ll thank auntie on behalf of Xiaoyong," Deng Juan’s expression softened as she listened to Xu Nianhua, happy that in addition to the tonics, there were also many snacks and fruit, and the malted milk was indeed a good supplent to nourish Xiaoyong.
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