I pampered my mother in the nurturing game

"It looks good when you beat someone up."

Yu Feiwan corrected him seriously, "Besides, the person whom Sister Wenhua beats must deserve to be beaten."

Well, it's not blindness, it's trust.

Shen Huaiqian stared at Yu Feiwan with a strange look, his facial features were squeezed together, his expression was abstract and distorted, and he was speechless.

"You haven't been beaten by her, have you?"

"I have never been beaten before I can say such optimistic things."

Shen Huaiqian finally held back a few words.

"Well, because I'm not the one who deserves to be beaten." Yu Feiwan said with a smile.

The light words gave Shen Huaiqian a knowing blow.

"I heard from Shi Yu that Sister Wenhua has been specially recruited to the Academy of Fine Arts in the capital in advance."

When mentioning this matter again, Yu Feiwan still couldn't help but get starry-eyed.

Ordinary people will feel dazzling and proud because of the outstanding people around them.

Shen Huaiqian's eyes flashed, he lowered his head, kept picking up the rice in the bowl, and muttered childishly, "She has always been good at painting."

"A few years ago, I won awards in various competitions."

"I haven't seen you for more than two years, and my paintings are definitely better than before."

"She will be the most powerful painter in the future."

"That was her dream."

Yu Feiwan listened quietly to Shen Huaiqian's depressed and nostalgic words.

Who says young people don't know the feeling of sadness? It's obvious that Shen Huaiqian, the little bully, frowned like a hill when he mentioned Zheng Wenhua.

Is Aunt Wenhua’s dream to be the most powerful painter?

But at this moment, only she knew that Aunt Wenhua had not become a painter.

Aunt Wenhua's right middle finger is missing part of it. When she goes out, she always wears gloves to cover up the damage.

Perhaps it was because of this that Aunt Wenhua had no choice but to bury her dream. Aunt Wenhua rarely mentioned her past sufferings in front of her mother and her.

Therefore, she only knew that Aunt Wenhua had entrusted her to a bad person and was still in debt after the divorce.

Thinking of this, Yu Feiwan couldn't help but look at Shen Huaiqian again.

Not smart is a bit unintelligent, but his nature is not bad.

A simple summary is that in the original time and space, Shen Huaiqian and Zheng Wenhua were definitely not a couple!

"Who are you looking at with such disgust?"

Shen Huaiqian was unhappy.

Yu Feiwan:...

Oops, I couldn't control my emotions for a while.

"I despise everyone who doesn't get what they want." Yu Feiwan said speciously.

"Sister Wenhua's dream is to be a great painter, and she has now achieved half of it."

"how about you?"

"What is your aspiration?"

"Is there anything in particular you want to do?"

Fearing that the little bully would throw down his chopsticks and lose his temper, Yu Feiwan asked decisively

Shen Huaiqian pursed his lips, his face changing from red to white.

His mouth opened and closed several times, his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't say a word.

Are you embarrassed by the answer?

Yu Feiwan's eyes flashed, could it be an ideal that is difficult to talk about?

If you want to make a fuss, it's really not the right time to talk about it at the dinner table.

Mainly affects appetite.

wrong……

Yu Feiwan remembered what Shi Yu said before taking her to Zheng Wenhua.

Shi Yu said that Shen Huaiqian only wanted to marry Zheng Wenhua when he grew up.

This……

Is this a dream?

Calculate!

She doesn't despise people who put another person in their life as a dream.

It's like she put Pingping in her life, she hopes to change her destiny with Pingping and live a good life.

This is her simple dream.

Suddenly I understood Shen Huaiqian a little bit.

"Then come on!"

"I like you!"

Yu Feiwan suddenly raised his hand and patted Shen Huaiqian on the shoulder.

She is better than that black-hearted first wife.

As the old saying goes, a woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man.

As long as Shen Huaiqian wields his hoe well, he will be able to win Sister Wenhua's heart and snatch Sister Wenhua back from the hands of that scumbag. In this way, Sister Wenhua will not have to repeat the old path of her previous life.

Sister Wenhua can have a happy family and be a great and shining painter.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Sister Wenhua can't be alone in her beauty.

But in this era, the social atmosphere is not as tolerant and open-minded as it was a few decades later.

No, to be precise, even decades later, society’s prejudices and criticisms against women are still there.

The vast majority of people can only choose to live along with this society.

Shen Huaiqian was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly turned red. He slapped Yu Feiwan's hand away and his eyes flickered, "You, what are you talking about?"

"You don't know what my dream is."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Yu Feiwan smacked his lips, "I really know."

"I really hope you can realize your dream again, and it's best to never forget your original intention throughout your life."

"Come on!"

Shen Huaiqian's face turned even redder, so red that he was bleeding.

After a while, when the heat on his face gradually subsided, Shen Huaiqian muttered, "Do you really know?"

Yu Feiwan nodded.

It was just a guess at first, but Shen Huaiqian's red face confirmed her guess.

"Thank you."

Shen Huaiqian couldn't help but take off the brooch and stuff it into Yu Feiwan's hand.

"This is a thank you gift!"

Yu Feiwan was dumbfounded. This was a brooch worth as much as a house.

Rich people are so generous.

One thing to say, her eyes were really opened today.

"I still can't have it."

Yu Feiwan's eyes were almost blinded by the gems on the brooch.

"Why are you such a mother-in-law?"

"You don't want money if I give you it, and you don't want anything if I give you something?"

"You don't like money, and you don't like valuable things, so what do you like?"

"Do you like rags?"

Shen Huaiqian also frowned, with confusion between his brows.

"No, I don't like rags." Yu Feiwan justified himself.

Not only does she like money, she also likes valuable things.

She is not noble, she is very vulgar.

The main reason is that all the things Shen Huaiqian owns now belong to his family.

Yu Feiwan cleared his throat, "When your dream comes true, give me a big gift."

"This is the size."

"It doesn't match your dreams."

Shen Huaiqian said thoughtfully, "You're right."

"This brooch is indeed not worthy of my dream."

"Then if my dream comes true, I will give you two big gifts."

Shen Huaiqian patted his chest and promised.

When Yu Feiwan heard this, he was so happy that he couldn't find the answer.

It will take several years before Shen Huaiqian can catch up with Sister Wenhua.

It's not that he looks down on Shen Huaiqian, it's just that Sister Wenhua is too good.

And it is absolutely impossible for Sister Wenhua to stop and wait for Shen Huaiqian.

Therefore, Shen Huaiqian must become good enough and lose his childishness to let Sister Wenhua see him.

By then, Shen Huaiqian should be able to make money on his own.

It won't be too hot for her to hold.

"Brother, you have to work hard."

"If you want to attract light, you have to become the light yourself."

"You can't do it like you are now, it's a long time coming!"

"struggle!"

"Keep fighting!"