Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

When Jiang Defu came home from get off work in the evening, he saw Jiang Dehua and An Jie busy making dumplings as soon as he entered the house.

Jiang Defu's face was red and he smiled and said, "What delicious food should we eat tonight?"

As he spoke, Jiang Defu took out a newspaper from his briefcase.

"We're having dumplings tonight. Why are you so happy? Did something good happen to you?"

Jiang Defu said proudly, "Yes, the story of Weimin drawing a family portrait for the martyrs' relatives was reported in the newspaper, and it was published in the military district newspaper!"

Hearing this, Angie immediately put down the work in her hands and said anxiously, "Let me see it!" She wiped her hands quickly, took the newspaper and read it carefully.

"Old Jiang, where is it in the newspaper?"

Jiang Defu pointed to a place on the newspaper and replied, "It's right here. The title is 'Consolation to the Martyrs' Families in the Songshan Island Garrison Area'."

After reading the newspaper carefully, Anjie showed an unhappy expression on his face.

“It only briefly mentioned helping the people paint, and the whole article praised the achievements of the Political Department.

This Wang Zhenbiao is really using our Weimin to accumulate experience for himself!"

After hearing this, Jiang Defu sternly rebuked An Jie: "Don't talk nonsense! It's already great to be on the newspaper. There are many people who want to be on the newspaper but don't have the chance!"

"What I mean is that Wang Zhenbiao got all the benefits, and you weren't even mentioned in the newspaper."

"Sister-in-law, what does the newspaper say?"

"I'll read it to you later." Angel picked up the newspaper and read the contents.

After Jiang Dehua heard this, he also said angrily: "This Wang Zhenbiao took all the good things, and we contributed manpower and effort, but he was dismissed with just one sentence!"

"Enough, both of you, stop talking." Jiang Defu frowned and said seriously. He knew Jiang Dehua's temper and was worried that he would talk nonsense.

"Especially you, Jiang Dehua, don't talk nonsense everywhere." Jiang Defu specifically warned, he didn't want to make the matter more complicated.

"I see. But it's a good thing anyway. I'll go cook two more dishes." Anjie changed his mind, stood up and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.

In a blink of an eye, night fell and the family sat together for dinner.

"Mom, what day is today? Not only are there dumplings, but there are also two meat dishes." Jiang Yafei asked puzzledly as she looked at the table full of sumptuous food.

"You discovered all this, and I also have something I want to tell you all."

"Mom, what good news? Tell me quickly," Jiang Yafei asked impatiently.

"Don't interrupt! Listen to me." An Jie glared at Jiang Yafei, then turned to look at Jiang Weimin and said happily:

"The story of Wei Min drawing pictures for the martyrs' relatives was reported in the newspaper."

"Really?" Jiang Yafei exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course it's true. I have put the newspaper away. After dinner, I will let Wei Min read it to you."

Jiang Weimin felt awkward for a moment after hearing what An Jie said. He didn't expect An Jie to let him read the report about him in public, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Third brother, you are so amazing that you are even in the newspaper." Jiang Yaning said with admiration.

"Okay, then Yaning, can you help Third Brother read the newspaper later?"

"Then I will help Third Brother read it."

"Mom, mom, am I in the newspaper? I went there with Jiang Weimin to help."

"No," Angie shook his head helplessly.

"What? I went there to help, why don't you include me in the list?" Jiang Yafei immediately lost her desire to eat. She pouted and felt a little unhappy.

"Okay, let's eat quickly," Angel urged.

After dinner, the table was cleared and An Jie took out the newspaper and handed it to Jiang Weimin.

Jiang Weimin quickly glanced through it. It only gave a relatively official description of the incident, downplaying his personal performance and highlighting the work done by the Political Department.

Jiang Weimin understood this matter very well. After all, this was a serious newspaper and it was impossible for it to describe himself in such great detail.

Then Jiang Weimin handed the newspaper to Jiang Yafei. Jiang Yafei took the newspaper and quickly glanced through it. She found that her name was not on the newspaper and a look of disappointment appeared on her face.

Jiang Yaning, who was standing by, happily took the newspaper and started reading it immediately.

Listening to Jiang Yaning's reading, Jiang Weimin was glad that he was only briefly mentioned in the article, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing to read it out in front of everyone.

Early the next morning, the news that Jiang Weimin was in the newspaper spread across the island, and even his classmates at school knew about it.

During the class, the teacher found the newspaper that reported Jiang Weimin drawing a family portrait for the martyrs' relatives, brought it to the classroom to show everyone, and asked Jiang Weimin to read it in public.

Although Jiang Weimin felt a little embarrassed, he still read it again in front of the whole class as the teacher asked.

Now, the young painter Jiang Weimin’s reputation has spread throughout the island.

More and more people want to ask Jiang Weimin to draw for them. In the past, only classmates asked Jiang Weimin to draw for them, but now adults also come to ask Jiang Weimin to draw for them.

However, all the comic books that can be collected on the island have basically been sold out, and it is very difficult to find another one that has not been collected.

Even in the supply and marketing cooperatives, many people went to ask if there were any new picture books.

Some people are worried about finding picture books, while others already own several of the latest paintings.

"Xiaoping, where did you find the picture books? I've been to the supply and marketing cooperative three times, but there are no new picture books!" Wang Liya couldn't help asking as she looked at Li Xiaoping who had collected three exquisite portraits.

"Hehe..." Li Xiaoping laughed proudly, "This is my secret! But since you asked, I'll tell you.

In fact, I wrote to my cousin in Qingdao and asked her to help me collect these picture books.

Then, I asked Jiang Weimin to draw an ordinary picture for me and sent it back to her. This way, I could satisfy my desire to collect and make my cousin happy. "

Hearing this, Wang Liya couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Xiaoping, you are such a profiteer!" After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Li Xiaoping continued, "So, you can also do what I did and quickly write to your cousins in Qingdao and ask them to help you collect some comic books."

"Good idea!" Wang Liya nodded excitedly, "I want to write a letter too."

"By the way, don't forget to send a picture of your own in the letter. This will make it more convincing!" Li Xiaoping reminded.

"Xiao Ping, you are so smart! What a great idea."

"You're welcome, we are good friends!"

Then Wang Liya hurried away and prepared to start writing a letter to her cousin.