I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

On the flower path in the Mingtang, in front of the Red Building, two cleaning ladies were whispering.

"Hey! Do you think Miss Suer can successfully meet Mr. Kong today?"

"I guess it's difficult. I heard that the child of the Kong family cried all night yesterday. The old man hasn't been able to comfort him yet and he offended the younger one. It's difficult!"

"If you ask me, it's Mr. Kong who's being too serious. Miss Suir is so thoughtful, so why is he still making things difficult for the child?"

"Eh? That's not what you said before. You said that if you were Mr. Kong, you wouldn't bother to serve such a living ancestor."

"Oh, that's because I didn't know Miss Suier before. I just heard she was a naughty young lady from the main family. Plus, she contradicted Grandma Wu on her first day, so I thought... Now it seems that there's nothing wrong with Miss Suier. As a rich lady, it's normal for her to have a bit of a temper."

"That's true. I heard that when Da Huang chased her out yesterday, someone was helping Miss Suer. It seems that it's not just us. Everyone in the town is paying attention."

Nothing big happened in the town. Fu Suier's apology had been a hot topic for more than half a month. The villagers in the town also changed from being skeptical and indifferent at the beginning to greeting Fu Suier in a friendly manner when they saw him on the street.

In the small pavilion of the Red Building, the wooden window on the second floor was pushed open from the inside.

Grandma Wu was standing in front of the window.

The yard was very quiet, and the aunts' whispers occasionally drifted into the room.

Grandma Wu tilted her head, "Are you really not going to meet them?"

In the inner room, a young man sat upright on the Luohan bed, holding a copy of Lunheng in his hand and a bright red rope on his right wrist.

The boy lowered his head, his eyes never moving away from the book from beginning to end.

Grandma Wu understood what he meant and nodded, "So where did Grandma go?"

"Yeah." The young man was very frugal with his words.

Grandma Wu was already used to it and slowly walked out of the room.

*

Today was another day of failure, but Fu Suier was full of energy because when she passed by the street, the grandma selling pineapple ice actually called her and gave her and Jiang Huashan a bowl of pineapple shaved ice every day to cool down and relieve the heat.

When I returned to the old house, I had already eaten half of the pineapple ice.

Grandma Wu was waiting for them at the door.

Fu Sui'er thought that the old lady was going to lecture him again, so he winked at Jiang Huashan with a look of vigilance.

Grandma Wu noticed her wariness and waved to the two of them.

"Grandma."

Grandma Wu looked at Fu Sui'er, then at Jiang Huashan, her eyes kind, "Are you tired? Go back and rest."

*

Back in the courtyard, Fu Sui'er wiped his half-dry hair, feeling confused.

"I still don't understand. Grandma is waiting for us at the door just to tell us to go back and rest?"

During this month, the old lady had been giving them a lot of trouble, finding fault with everything, whether they were sitting, walking, eating or laughing. Fu Sui'er was a little uncomfortable with her sudden easy-going nature.

"You don't have to understand it, just learn to accept it." Jiang Huashan said nonchalantly, his eyes always fixed on the comic book in his hand.

Fu Suier stopped what he was doing and stared at Jiang Huashan, "Ashan, what are you looking at?"

She had discovered a long time ago that every time they came back from outside, Jiang Huashan would read comics when they were alone. Could she have become a fan of two-dimensional comics?

Jiang Huashan closed the book and looked at the label on Fu Suer's head thoughtfully. Ever since that day when Fu Suer saw the flowers on the bus stop sign, the words "stupid" and "impulsive" had been narrowed down to "naive".

Now, Fusui'er's main label is "naive", which means that "stupidity" and "impulsiveness" have less and less influence on her.

In fact, this is already a milestone victory, but Jiang Huashan wants much more than that.

Her ideas are bolder and more radical.

"What's wrong?" Fu Suier touched the top of his head. "Is there something on my head?"

Jiang Huashan shook his head and handed the comic book to her. "Didn't you just ask me what I was reading?"

"hold head high."

Fu Sui'er took the comic from her hand and flipped through it casually. She had read this book before. It seemed that the vicious female supporting role suddenly awakened, and after getting the golden finger, she began to pursue the male protagonist. In the end, the male protagonist, the second male protagonist, the third male protagonist, and even the fourth male protagonist all became her slaves.

Shanshan likes to watch this kind of plot?

“I was thinking, what can I do in the future?”

Fu Sui'er was stunned, completely confused as to why Jiang Huashan would think of such a thing.

Jiang Huashan, "Suier, have you ever thought about what kind of person you want to be when you grow up?"

Fu Suier shook his head. "Ever since I knew my family was rich, I haven't thought about it. Anyway, no matter how I live, my life will not be too bad."

She glanced at Jiang Huashan and was very curious. "What about you? What kind of person do you want to be in the future?"

Jiang Huashan thought for a moment and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, he will want to be a painter."

"Painter?" This was another answer that Fu Suier had never expected.

But she respected any decision made by Jiang Huashan and immediately said, "Good job, painter! I will invest in you when you hold an exhibition. You can paint whatever you want."

Jiang Huashan asked again, "What about you?"

Fu Suier scratched his head, feeling inexplicably irritated. "I don't know. I've really never thought about it. You asking me this makes my brain go crazy."

Jiang Huashan grabbed her hand and said, "Then start thinking about it seriously from today."

Fu Suier was stunned for a moment, "What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Huashan, "Think about why you exist. What is the meaning of your existence? If you don't have the support of the Shen and Fu families in the future, how can you survive? Think about it, if you were just you, how would you want to control your own life?"

When you think seriously, you will generate thoughts that go against the plot. If one day you have enough such thoughts, you will become another 'Jiang Huashan', awaken your self-awareness, become a carrier with life characteristics, tear off all labels and not be defined by anyone.

Because that’s how I woke up.

*

Jiang Huashan was a man of action, and that afternoon he expressed to Grandma Wu his desire to learn painting.

As for the development of interests, Grandma Wu did not interfere. She bought the materials for learning painting the next day. She originally planned to hire a famous teacher to teach in Xiangying, but was rejected by Jiang Huashan.

The reason for her determination was simple: people are born with the ability to paint, just like they are born with the ability to distinguish colors. It is never too late to learn techniques.

Xiangying's life is simple and fulfilling.

For the next half month, the two of them would go to Teacher Kong to apologize as usual. After returning unsuccessfully, Jiang Huashan would move her easel to the corridor to adjust the colors. Fu Sui'er would lean against Jiang Huashan, look up at the sky and think about the meaning of her life.

Sometimes a rainstorm arrives, thunder roars, raindrops lash the roofs like volleys of arrows, and dark clouds gather over the city, giving the illusion of chaos and disorder. Sometimes the summer breeze caresses the broken shadows, white clouds drift, and the sky is a pure blue on the palette, its tranquility and beauty bringing a sense of the peaceful and tranquil years.

An ordinary afternoon.

"Ashan, I got it!"

Fu Sui'er suddenly clapped his hands and shouted, grabbing Jiang Huashan's hand.

Jiang Huashan paused with her pen. Originally intended to paint the crimson hues dotting the sea surface, it instead landed on a sunken ship at the bottom of the lake...

She looked up at Fu Sui'er, but saw that her eyes were burning and her pupils were sparkling and trembling.

“I want to be president!”

Jiang Huashan's eyes trembled and the paintbrush slipped from his fingertips.

……