Houmen Fenghua: Meet the best evil mother-in-law

Chapter 631 I Want To Be A Flying Wooden Bird
Ke Zhengping was very lucky. Fortunately, he met Mrs. Yao, otherwise his son would have been delayed by him by mistake.

With Ke Zhengping's level, he doesn't know if his son is good at painting. The teacher of Hope Elementary School even "screamed" his son for this, and he never heard his teacher praise his son for his good painting. Until he met Mrs. Yao ...

Therefore, Mrs. Yao is the great benefactor of their family.

Ke Zhengping quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Meng Shanshang, thanking him for his "teaching", if he hadn't told himself, he might not have known what his son would do in the future.

Maybe at first I was delighted that my son was chosen by a nobleman, so I went to learn painting, but how long has it been?

Three years and five years later, can he really believe that his son can make a name for himself through painting?

But it's different now, Ke Zhengping now has the bottom line in his heart.

Even if his son can't become a well-known painting master, he can support himself for the rest of his life if he enters the government office and becomes a painter.

Working as a painter in a government office is much better than farming in the countryside.

Ke Zhengping was very happy, and he told his daughter-in-law Liu this "good news" when he returned home, and told her not to spread it: "Sir, we just know it ourselves, and don't tell it in the future, so as not to fall into Ke Yuan's ears. Ke Yuan is still young, still learning, and has unlimited potential in the future. If we tell him what he can do in the future, it will limit his development. We can’t hold Ke Yuan back.”

Mrs. Liu was also very excited. When she thought of her son being able to enter the yamen and become a painter, she wished to spread it to the whole world.

But, she also knew that it was something in the future, the worst was that, if it was too early, the good ones would be out of reach, so she endured it and came back.

"I see, head of the family, don't worry, I will definitely not say it, I am Ke Yuan's mother, how could I hold back my son? I don't even talk in my sleep."

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Brother Ke and the people in the village discovered that Ke Zhengping and his wife were particularly "excited" during this time.

But thinking about Ke Yuan's entry into the Yao Clan School, they can understand.

Who doesn't want to be happy when they encounter such a happy thing?
They all showed kind smiles and said a few auspicious words, wishing Ke Yuan a "bright future".

On the other side, Ke Yuan entered the Yao Clan School and was taken to Class Ding San.

His deskmate was a chatty chatterbox, his eyes lit up when he suddenly saw that the husband had brought in another boy.

"Hey, your name is Ke Yuan, right? My name is Ding Yongjie, and I'm a craftsman. How about you?"

Ke Yuan turned his head and said, "I'm a painter."

Ding Yongjie was happy: "Really?! That's great. I'm a craftsman, and I also want to learn to draw, so that I can draw design drawings by myself in the future. Then we can work together in the future. If you draw well, you will also learn to draw in the future." You can help me draw the blueprint."

"What are blueprints?"

"It's the design drawing for making things, such as this..." Ding Yongjie made sure that Mr. didn't look this way, so he quickly pulled a piece of paper from the desk and showed it to Ke Yuan, "Did you see it? It was I who drew the wooden bird. My dream is that one day I can make a wooden bird that can fly."

The pride on his face shocked Ke Yuan: "A wooden bird that can fly?!"

When Ke Yuan first arrived, he was no braver than Ding, and he had no defenses. His voice was so loud that he was immediately heard by the teachers in class.

"Ding Yongjie, are you sharing your design drawings with others again?" Mr. Gritting his teeth.

"First... Mister..." Ding Yongjie glared at Ke Yuan several times, a little annoyed.

He kindly shared it with his tablemate, how could this newcomer "pit" him?

Ke Yuan looked blank, and quickly stood up to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, sir, it's all my fault, I shouldn't talk in class. Please don't drive me away, sir. I just came here. I promise, it's just this one time, and I won't make an exception."

The husband glared at Ding Yongjie: "Did you hear that? Everyone knows that they are wrong, so why don't you know that they are wrong? You are here to study at the Shushu School to learn basic knowledge. Only after you have learned well can you realize your ideals in the future." .If you don't even understand this basic thing, what ideals are you talking about in the future? What kind of wooden bird do you want to build? Do you think your wooden bird can fly?"

Ding Yongjie was a little unconvinced: "Why can't I fly? I can definitely fly. Besides, my academic performance is not bad, and I pass every exam."

"What's the use of just passing? Yao Anhongyao from Class A next door gets full marks every time, or close to full marks. Why don't you compare yourself with the bullies?"

"What he is good at is learning, and what I am good at is craftsman. How does this compare? Why doesn't Mr. let him compare me to being a craftsman?"

"You...you are simply unreasonable! Ding Yongjie, if you get angry with me again, you can write a 1000-word review and review yourself in front of the whole class."

When Ding Yongjie heard that he was writing an inspection and self-criticism in front of the whole class, he quickly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong."

How could he have time to write inspections? With more than 1000 words, he can invent and create a lot of things.

The teacher hated iron for being weak, and fined them to stand at the back of the classroom to listen to the class, and they had to ask questions in the next class. If they couldn't answer, both of them would be punished together.

As soon as Ke Yuan heard that he had to ask questions at the end of the get out of class, he stopped talking to Ding Yongjie when he stood at the back, and studied very seriously.

Ding Yongjie was very angry.

I'm already talking about loyalty, why are you looking down on me if you still treat me like this?

After class, Ke Yuan explained to him that he didn't mean not to talk to him, he just didn't want to make the teacher angry.

He promised his family that he must cherish this opportunity to go to school.

If he misses this time, he may never be able to draw in his life.

Ding Yongjie was stunned: "So serious?!"

Last time he was invited to go home twice to grow up, and his father didn't say that he would not be allowed to be a craftsman in this life. Why did he come to Ke Yuan's place, and the consequences were so serious? !

With a serious face, Ke Yuan told him that he painted on the homework assigned by his husband in the last school, was asked to be a parent by his husband, was whipped by his father, and his painting tools were confiscated.He said that if he hadn't met Mrs. Yao later, Mrs. Yao praised him for his talent in painting and recommended him to come to the Yao clan to study, he might never be able to draw again in this life.

"It's such a coincidence, so do I." Ding Yongjie said excitedly, "Let me tell you, I also met Mrs. Yao by accident. She discovered that I have a talent for being a craftsman at a young age. She recommended me to come to the Yao Clan to study. She told me that as long as I study hard here, no matter if I want to make a flying wooden bird or a flightless wooden bird, I will definitely be able to make it. So, I'm coming."

"However," Ding Yongjie changed the topic again, "I didn't expect that your family is so strict that you don't want to let you paint. What's wrong with painting? If you paint well, you can also be a painter. , What works by famous masters, I heard from my father, it costs hundreds to thousands of taels of silver. If you are more powerful and famous, you can get thousands of taels of gold."

"So expensive?!" Ke Yuan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, "I didn't think so far, I... I just like painting... Besides, I don't think I have such a great ability, if in the future I If the paintings I paint can sell for more than ten yuan a piece, I will be satisfied."

"Puchi..." Ding Yongjie burst out laughing, "Your goal is too small. It's just me, following my father's ass, picking up a few jobs, and it's not just a dozen copper coins. If you If it really doesn’t work, at worst, come and help me with the design drawings, and I’ll pay you. In the future, I will definitely be a Master Luban.”

He raised his chin with a look of confidence and pride.

Ke Yuan looked at it, envious.

If one day, he can be as confident as Ding Yongjie and can say out loud that he will definitely be a master of painting in the future!

(End of this chapter)