Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

One afternoon a few days later, the sunlight poured into the room through the window, creating patches of mottled light and shadows.

Zhang Xiaojuan sat quietly at her desk, concentrating on her homework. Occasionally she looked up and gazed at her own portrait hanging on the wall, her eyes revealing a growing fondness for it.

In the portrait, she is wearing a beautiful dress and has a bright smile, as if exuding a unique charm.

Zhang Xiaojuan couldn't help thinking: "I really wish I could wear clothes like this! If I wear clothes like this, my friends will be so jealous."

Then I thought, my mother is also good at making clothes. Almost all the clothes in my family are made by her. Maybe I can ask my mother and she might make it.

So, an idea came to her mind: why not ask her mother to make two such clothes for her.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojuan immediately put down the pen in her hand and stood up to look for her mother.

Zhang Xiaojuan walked into the living room and saw her mother busy cleaning the house.

Zhang Xiaojuan excitedly ran to Zhao Shao, holding the portrait in her hand, and said to her mother with joy: "Mom, look!"

Zhao Shao turned around and looked at the portrait her daughter handed over. When she took the painting, a look of amazement appeared on her face.

The girl in the painting is lifelike, lively and cute, especially her clothes, which are simple yet beautiful.

"Who drew this for you? It's so beautiful."

"It was drawn by our classmate Jiang Weimin."

However, my mother's face suddenly became serious.

"Who is Jiang Weimin? Why would he draw for you, and draw so beautifully?"

Zhang Xiaojuan was startled by her mother's sudden serious tone and was a little at a loss.

"Jiang Weimin is the youngest son of Commander Jiang."

Hearing the words "Commander Jiang's home", Zhao Shao's expression eased a little, but still with a hint of doubt and alertness.

Zhao Shao continued to ask: "Then why did he draw for you?"

Zhang Xiaojuan felt a little aggrieved and helpless. She didn't understand why her mother was so nervous.

"I exchanged this for a picture book. One picture book can only be exchanged for one picture. I exchanged two pictures, and the style of the clothes is different."

"So that's how it is!" Zhao Shao breathed a sigh of relief, but her expression was a little disappointed.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojuan said to Zhao Shao expectantly: "Mom, I want you to make me two pieces of clothes according to the style of the clothes in the painting, is that okay?"

Zhao Shao gazed at the styles of clothing in the two paintings and found that they did not use gorgeous colors, but were made of common fabrics.

However, it is this kind of outfit that gives people a different kind of beauty. The details on the clothes are ingenious and quite innovative.

"Okay, let's see how many cloth coupons we have at home. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy cloth for you tomorrow." Zhao Shao readily agreed to her daughter's request.

Hearing her mother's words, Zhang Xiaojuan cheered excitedly: "Thank you, Mom. Long live Mom!"

In fact, Zhao Shao herself also wanted to try to make the clothes in the painting to see if she could really achieve the same effect as in the painting.

After all, in that era, as the family of an officer, their family was relatively wealthy and had enough conditions to realize this small wish.

"Jiang Weimin, I brought back 8 more picture books today, and a few more people need to draw."

"Third brother, I also have 5 copies here."

"Okay, you guys put it here first, I'll go over and paint them later, but there are a lot of people this time, so let's paint in two groups, you two should discuss it first."

After Jiang Weimin finished speaking, Jiang Yafei began to wink at Jiang Yaning.

Jiang Yaning understood what he meant and said shyly, "Third brother, please don't forget our album!"

Hearing this, Jiang Weimin laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't forget. I will definitely draw for you first, and after I finish drawing for you, I will draw for them. This way, it can also play a certain role in publicity."

"After all, you two are really good at showing off." Jiang Weimin added silently in his heart.

"That's great, thank you, Third Brother! Then you can draw for us first today, and then for them tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, you two can make the arrangements!" Jiang Weimin agreed readily.

At this moment, Jiang Weidong rushed in from outside. He saw three people gathered in a room and asked curiously:

"What are you three doing in the house?"

"We came here to give Third Brother a picture book, and then see if he has finished drawing the picture for us."

Hearing this, Jiang Weidong was surprised to see a pile of comic books on the cabinet.

"Wow, so many picture books! How did you get them?"

"These were all obtained by Jiang Weimin! He exchanged his paintings with others, and each painting could be exchanged for a picture book."

"My third brother already has more than 13 comic books. Add these , and there will be almost of them. I can't read them all!"

Jiang Weidong was so excited after hearing this that he couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is such a great idea! Wouldn't it be possible to have endless comic books to read this way?"

"Let me see if there is anything I haven't seen yet." Before he finished speaking, he began to search impatiently.

As expected, there were three books that he had never read. Jiang Weidong happily took the comic book and promised solemnly: "Weimin, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, I, your second brother, will do my best to stand up for you and uphold justice!"

Hearing this, Jiang Weimin was very happy. It felt good to be protected.

After all, in this special era, fighting is a common occurrence, especially for these young and energetic teenagers.

"Brother, remember to give it back to me after you finish reading it. I may need to learn some painting techniques from it." Jiang Weidong agreed readily and said he would return it to me after he finished reading it.

At the end, Jiang Weidong reminded me: "If you have any new comic books, remember to tell me in time."

"Brother, you can also help promote it and see if any of your classmates want to draw."

"Okay, no problem! Leave it to me."

Jiang Weidong just casually agreed to Jiang Weimin's request to help him recruit more comic books, which seemed a bit hypocritical. After all, it was embarrassing for him to do such a thing.