Pamper Eighties

"Look, here it is."

Mengmeng opened the small suitcase she was carrying, and took out a large golden trophy and a certificate in English. Everyone looked around curiously.

"Wow Sai, this trophy is big enough, is it real gold?" Bawa banged on the trophy and looked at his sister with star eyes.

Mengmeng immediately shook her head and said, "No, it's iron or copper, I don't know."

"That's good too, this trophy is really heavy, sister, you are really capable."

Bawa was still very rare, and he looked around the trophy, and then picked up the award certificate and looked at it. Unfortunately, his English was not good, so he couldn't understand what was written on it.

Sixi was also watching the lively next to her. She noticed that there was another thing in the suitcase with her sharp eyes, and immediately picked it up and said, "What is this, Mengmeng?"

The thing in Sixi's hand was a sheet of thick paper, the size of several books combined, with some numbers written on it.

Mengmeng just glanced at it and said, "This is the bonus that was awarded to me that day."

Sixi lowered her head and counted the numbers, then she covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Wow, ten thousand yuan? That's a lot! How can I use this piece of paper? Can it be used directly as money?"

Mengmeng smiled and explained to her, "This is made for others to see, and it can't be used as money. I have already deposited the money in the bank."

Sixi was even more surprised. She widened her eyes and said, "Mengmeng, you can make so much money by drawing a picture. It's amazing. What about your painting? Can you show it to me?"

She is very curious about Sixi. Everyone outside is talking about how good Mengmeng's painting is, but no one has seen it with her own eyes, not even Sixi, so she really wants to see it.

Unexpectedly, Mengmeng shook her head, and she said with disappointment on her face, "The painting has not been returned to me, and it is said that it will be returned later."

"Oh." Si Xi glanced at Mengmeng's face, and didn't continue to ask. She carefully stroked Mengmeng's trophy, and Xiao Yuan's face was full of admiration.

Brother Rui took out a box of black tape from nowhere, stood in front of the TV and said, "Sister, I recorded the news of your award, do you want to watch it?"

"Wow, woah." Mengmeng nodded hastily, and she said with bright eyes, "Is there really news about me? I haven't read it myself, Brother Rui, please show it to me quickly."

Brother Rui squatted in front of the video recorder, fiddling around for a while, then turned on the TV, walked back and sat down with Mengmeng.

The TV made a sizzling electric sound, followed by a snowflake on the screen, and then the music of the news network played. The two hosts took turns reading the news, and they talked about Mengmeng accepting the award.

Mengmeng suddenly cheered up and stared at the TV without blinking.

In the picture, she was wearing a snow-white satin dress, with her hair in a half ponytail, walking slowly to the rostrum. She seemed very calm, and only she knew the tension at that time.

There was also a symphony sound on the TV, and Mengmeng just took over the trophy.

She was surprised when she saw it, because at that time, her mind was dazed, and she didn't even notice that there was music at the scene. She just accepted the award foolishly. Fortunately, nothing went wrong.

This news is very short. After Mengmeng won the award, the camera zoomed out. In the end, only a close-up was given to her grandparents, and the next piece of news began.

Seeing the close-up, Mengmeng couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah, grandpa is crying, grandma too..."

Her grandfather's voice came from behind, "I'm not crying, I'm happy."

Madam Feng also walked in and said, "Look how cute we are, it looks so good on TV."

The dolls in the family turned their heads and heard Feng Yimin's proud voice, "Isn't it true, the whole village saw it that day, and the tourists in the village pointed at the TV and asked, whose child is this, why is it so powerful. "

"Hahaha, Mengmeng, Dad is really happy for you." Feng Yimin stared at his well-behaved and sensible daughter, smiling so much that the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes appeared.

Mengmeng hurriedly pretended to be embarrassed, only the corners of her mouth were raised high, revealing the joy in her heart.

In fact, she never thought that she would be able to achieve such a great honor. Later, when she heard that she had won the award, she didn't feel much in her heart. Now that her family was so happy, she felt that this was what she really wanted.

Her honor can bring joy and laughter to her family, which is more satisfying than how many awards she has won.

Brother Rui stood behind her, looked at Mengmeng with a smile, and suddenly asked, "Sister, are you tired? Would you like something to eat?"

Mengmeng's attention was immediately attracted to him, and she asked expectantly, "Is there anything delicious?"

"Wait a minute," Brother Rui ran out and came back soon. Holding a food box in his hand, he opened it layer by layer and said, "This is the coconut jelly I bought in the village. It's your favorite snow rice cake, and the milk tea made by my grandma, you can try it."

He opened the stainless steel lid and poured the milk tea into the lid. Suddenly, a sweet aroma floated into Mengmeng's nose along with the curling white smoke.

"Well, it's so fragrant. The milk tea your grandma made is really good, and it's still warm."

Mengmeng held the cup of milk tea and tasted it slowly, and ate a few sweet pastries, her little face was extremely satisfied.

When Mrs. Feng saw it, she whispered to her old man, "Look, Brother Rui will take care of us Mengmeng. Knowing that Mengmeng is coming back, she even left something for her to eat."

"Well..." Old man Feng touched his chin, and looked at Brother Rui with an inexplicable look. Why did he think this kid was hitting on his Mengmeng's idea.

Brother Rui suddenly turned his face away, and met Old Man Feng's strange eyes. He immediately greeted him attentively, "Grandpa Feng, you come to eat cakes too."

Old Man Feng paced over, stood there with his hands behind his back and said, "Oh, and my share?"

Brother Rui replied with a certainty, "Yes, of course, I have bought a lot. Grandpa Feng, you can try it."

Old Man Feng sat on the chair next door under the service of Brother Rui, with a piece of snow-white rice cake stuffed in his hand by Brother Rui. He immediately concluded that this kid really had an intention.

At this moment, old man Feng felt sour in his heart, and wished he could immediately put the ice cream cake on Brother Rui's face, and then called him rolling.

But when he took his eyes to look at Brother Rui, he found that he looked into Mengmeng's eyes full of tenderness and carelessness. Yo, this little guy is very good at pleasing girls.

The old man Feng looked at him very critically. After looking at him carefully, he found that Brother Rui had grown up before he knew it. With his handsome face and strong physique, even if he went outside, there were still daughters rushing to see it. .

Hehe, this young man turned out to be attracted to their Mengmeng. Seeing his admiring eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth, and every movement on his body, he clearly told Old Man Feng that Brother Rui, he likes Mengmeng. Moe.

Old Man Feng glanced at him, and then at Mengmeng. He didn't know what was going on, but suddenly he wasn't very angry. He picked up the cake and took a bite with a smile. Oh, it's so sweet.

Mengmeng's trophy and certificate were quickly solicited by the school, including her fake big check, which was also placed in the school's showroom for outsiders to visit and worship.

These days, a steady stream of people come to visit, all of them want to see the big trophy of the United Nations with their own eyes, and they are even more surprised when they find the amount on the big cheque.

No, a tourist here, right in the exhibition hall, made a fuss and said, "Oh, mother, I've only heard about winning prizes, but I didn't expect to get so many prizes. Ten thousand yuan? This girl is amazing. , can make so much money.”

The person next to him said proudly, "You don't have any knowledge, and Feng Yumeng is not bad for ten thousand yuan. I heard that her family's business is very big. The one you stayed at night. The hotel is run by their family."

The tourist was even more surprised, and he couldn't stop admiring, "Tsk tsk tsk, this doll from a rich family is really promising. If I have so much money, I can't guarantee that I can work as hard as her."

"So, it's not enough for people to be dissatisfied. This ability, people broke through on their own."

After seeing Mengmeng's trophy and hearing about her story, these tourists sincerely admired her. This girl is young, but she is more capable than them. Even if they want to be jealous, they can't be jealous, they can only turn to admiration.

After hearing about Mengmeng's story, the provincial TV station also rushed to make a splash. They sent reporters over to interview Feng Yumeng.

The female reporter, surnamed Xiao, is 30 years old this year. She is a pillar of the provincial TV station. She was sent here, indicating that they attach great importance to this interview.

As soon as reporter Xiao stepped into Taoyuan Village, she was fascinated by the beautiful scenery here. She stood at the intersection of the village and said to the photographer, "Quick, quick, take pictures of all the pictures here."

The photographer had cooperated with her for many years, and tacitly pointed the camera at Taoyuan Village behind her.

At this time, the sky was bright, and the morning sun passed through the clouds and mist, sifting the rays of sunshine from the middle of the clouds, and illuminating the village shrouded in smoke, which was as beautiful as a dream.

At this moment, the voice of the female reporter sounded, "Audience friends, the place where I am standing now is Taoyuan Village. I believe everyone has read Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring", and when I came here today, I really understood what Taohuayuan is. Maybe Only in such a beautiful place can an outstanding painter like Feng Yumeng be born."

"The purpose of our trip is to visit the beautiful painters in the depths of Taoyuan, and now let us follow the footsteps of the camera to visit the hometown of the little painter."

The female reporter walked on the alleys of the village, admiring the beauty she saw. The village here is as clean as she has never seen before. Every door has the fragrance of flowers, and there is not even a speck of dust on the road. It's incredible.

Seeing someone in the village surrounding her, she casually stopped someone and asked, "Hello fellow, do you know Feng Yumeng?"

"I know, she is my grand-nephew." The person who spoke was Feng Hongzhuan from the village, who smiled brightly at the camera.

The female reporter's eyes lit up and she quickly asked him, "Then do you know she can draw?"

Feng Hongzhuan said cheerfully, "Who doesn't know, let me tell you, that girl is amazing. She has learned to draw since she was a child, and she is very good at drawing. I often see her painting in the fields, and what she draws looks like. Back, she drew a cat and scared all the gophers in the field away."

The female reporter made a surprised expression and asked in disbelief, "Really? She paints so realistically?"

"Really, why am I lying to you?" Feng Hongzhuan diligently widened his honest eyes, smiling like a simple and honest old cow, looking at him makes people want to believe him.

The female reporter couldn't help but believe it. She raised the microphone and said, "So, Feng Yumeng has been very talented in painting since he was a child. Who do you know where her home is?"

"I know." "I know." "I'll take you there."

The villagers were all scrambling to lead the way to the female reporter, and they did not forget to brag about Feng Yumeng's ability along the way.

This one said, "That girl Mengmeng, not only is she very good at drawing, she is also very good at studying, and she was the first in the school in the Huihui exam."

The one who said, "That's right, she is also very filial. She is very polite to us elders, and she knows how to say hello from a long distance."

Another person went on to say, "Mengmeng has been very smart since she was a child. We are not surprised that she can win the award."

When the female reporter heard them talk all the way, she couldn't help but be more curious about the legendary Feng Yumeng, what kind of girl could get so much praise from the villagers.

In a blink of an eye, they came to the old Feng's house. The photographer zoomed in and took pictures of this magnificent old building, and then aimed at the reporter Xiao in front.

"Audience friends, now that we have arrived at Feng Yumeng's doorstep, is she at home or not? How does she react when she sees us? Let's wait and see."

She knocked on the door twice, and the door opened from the inside with a squeak. An old lady appeared behind the door and asked them curiously, "Who are you?"

The female reporter said very familiarly, "You are Feng Yumeng's grandmother? We are from the provincial TV station. My surname is Xiao. This is my press card."

Madam Feng glanced at the press card, and quickly responded, "Hello, reporter Xiao, you are here for an interview, please come in quickly, Mengmeng is at home."

Reporter Xiao turned to the camera and said, "We are very lucky, the little painter happens to be there. Let's take a look at the little painter's home and what it looks like."

She asked the photographer to take pictures of the old Feng's house, and she couldn't stop exclaiming next to her, "This looks like a century-old house, and it has a very sense of history. The stones on it should be volcanic rocks, and there are many volcanoes nearby. It must have come from there."

She motioned for the photographer to follow her.

"Look, there are many stone carvings under the eaves of this yard, and there are wood carvings here, all of which are very beautifully carved. Look at the door here, it is very solemn and grand. Then I want to ask, old lady, who is your family? Is it a noble family here?"

Madam Feng pursed her lips and smiled and said, "What kind of a famous family, just ordinary people, this house is left by the ancestors, we live here, so we need to clean up. Didn't you mean to come to interview Mengmeng, I put her call out."

She raised her voice and shouted, "Mengmeng, the TV station is here to interview you."

"Come on." The camera closely followed the voice, and saw a fourteen- or fifteen-year-old girl, wearing a light blue robe dress, dodging out of an exquisite wooden door.

The wisps of hair fluttering in the wind, and the light light blue skirt, followed the girl's footsteps and approached gently.

"Are you looking for me?" The girl smiled, looking extremely beautiful, and her voice was as pleasant as Qingquan.

"You are Feng Yumeng." The female reporter said with certainty. She looked at the girl in front of her with admiration and asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"

Mengmeng lifted the hair on her cheeks, and her voice sounded like a clear spring, "I'm reading in the study."

Such a girl can easily capture the goodwill of others. The female reporter said brightly, "Can we go in and visit?"

"Okay." Mengmeng agreed generously. She led the female reporter to the front. Along the way, the shadows of flowers were sparse, and her skirt fluttered. She was like a fairy among the flowers, as if she could smell as long as she was close to her. To the wisps of flowers.

The female reporter was overjoyed. The interviewee this time had such talent and beauty. In this country, it was simply a rare flower.

This unusual country, this unusual home, and this unusual girl are all too topical. She can already predict that after this show is broadcast, it will definitely get a great response.

The female reporter maintained a curious heart. After stepping into Mengmeng's study, she was completely surprised.

She wanted to introduce the furnishings in the study as a routine, but she was suddenly speechless, and she was terrified to the extreme.

After a brief silence, the female reporter cleared her throat and said, "Feng Yumeng, we heard that you won the world painting competition, so we came to interview you. Do you usually paint in this study?"

"Hey." Mengmeng replied obediently, she pushed open the window, stood in front of it and said, "Whenever I open this window, I see the flowers, trees and potted plants in the yard, and mountains and mountains in the distance. , if I listen carefully and hear the sound of the waves coming from the sea, I will be inspired."

The female reporter kept nodding her head and said with admiration, "Sure enough, she is an artist. This level of aesthetics is much higher than that of ordinary people. I see that the furnishings in your study are not simple. Can you give us an introduction?"

Mengmeng didn't expect her to be interested in this, so she nodded and walked over to help her introduce it.

"The screen behind you is from Beijing. It is an old piece of red sandalwood furniture from the Qing Dynasty from the former Qing Dynasty Prince Gong's mansion. This short couch has two chairs. They are a set."

"The painting hanging in this hall is Tang Bohu's "Tiger Roaring Mountain". I often look at it, and I yearn for the ancient literati festival. Look at the painting method of this mountain, and this tiger, How well it was painted, and now there is no more."

Mengmeng said it very easily, and did not notice the female reporter behind her, her eyes were getting bigger and bigger.

She walked to the partition door, stretched out her hand and stroked the three-tiered jade potted jade peony hanging from the top, and recalled with a smile, "This is the jade that I bought at the Beijing Jade Factory. In the same way, if the craftsmanship is not perfect, just look at the petals, which are very thin and very transparent, and even the veins of the leaves can be clearly seen."

"I also bought the vase on the ancient shelf in Beijing. Look at this, it's very elegant. It's Ru kiln porcelain from the Song Dynasty. The pure color is like the sky over the rain, which makes people's mood unbearable. calm down."

"And this is the white jade seed Guanyin carved by the Qing Palace Office. It is completely white and flawless. It seems to be telling us the truth of being a human being. We must be clean and worthy of our hearts."

She walked to the desk step by step, and saw the golden desk, which could no longer be concealed in the camera, Mengmeng touched the desk and said, "This is the old golden silk nanmu furniture of the Ming Dynasty, it should flow out from the palace. Yes, it was not a set with this chair at first, but I searched for a long time before I found the one that matched it."

She walked behind the table and said, "The bottles and jars above are what I usually use for painting, you can see for yourself."

The female reporter and her photographer were too surprised to speak. She widened her eyes and said stumblingly, "This, this, you mean, are these real antiques?"

Mengmeng nodded slightly and said, "It's true, that's what I usually use. In fact, I think it doesn't matter if it's true or not, it just depends on the mood."

The female reporter was already stunned. Seeing that every thing in the study room was an antique that was hundreds of years old. Even if the age was not that long, it was a very precious and good item. It is.

What kind of family situation is this in order to afford these playthings?

Look at this Bogu shelf, the porcelain and jade wares displayed on it. There is also this desk, these four treasures of the study on it, etc., none of them are simple, they are all real antiques that are priceless.

Even the two pots of orchids on the back of the bookshelf, the female reporter recognized, they were very valuable orchids.

Oh my gosh, what a surprise, so much surprise.

How classical and elegant this study is, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

The female reporter couldn't help but ask, "Feng Yumeng, I'm so surprised, I'm so sorry, I want to ask how your family's background is?"

Mengmeng tilted her head and said, "It's just a very ordinary family. My parents taught me to be diligent and diligent, step by step. Even if I need pocket money, I have to earn it myself."

"Really?" the female reporter asked with interest, "then how do you earn pocket money?"

Mengmeng recalled carefully, "I went to the beach to go fishing, dig some crabs and shells to sell for money, mainly to those tourists. Every summer, I also sell fruits and popsicles. Usually in a summer, I can make almost as much money as possible. One or two hundred dollars."

"My parents said that you have to rely on your own hands for everything. You can't feel that your family has money, so you learn to be spoiled."

When Mengmeng said this, she smiled so well-behaved that when people saw it, they couldn't help but want to love her. After the show was broadcast, it was indeed such an effect.

Those parents all said, "Look at Feng Yumeng. The family conditions are so good, but they are never proud. They go to learn to draw in a down-to-earth way, and they know how to earn pocket money by themselves. What a good self-reliant child. How about you, you are still up to now. If you ask me for money, won't you be ashamed?"

No matter how resentful the dolls are, the parents just want to praise Feng Yumeng, "It's amazing, looking at her temperament, her parents must be the best of the best, so they can raise such a good child."

Mengmeng's reputation is really great, and her credit is also great. Not only did the school hold a commendation meeting for her, but even the city gave her a bonus of 2,000 yuan.

In this way, it is impossible for her not to be known. No matter where she goes, people admire her, and she is embarrassed to hear it.

She had to see someone and explained, "No, no, I'm not that good, I'm just lucky."

Unexpectedly, hearing her speak so modestly, everyone admired her even more.

At the end, everyone was saying, "Look at that Feng Yumeng from Taoyuan Village, he has won such a big award, and he is still so humble. Since he was a child, he knew that his parents are very hard working and earn pocket money. How about you? Can you make some money? What are you coming back? You know what to eat when you see the sky."

It is rude for parents to scold their children.

"Learn from Feng Yumeng, give her parents more faces, and let me go out and be praised, okay?"

"Feng Yumeng, Feng Yumeng, Feng Yumeng..."

Just like this name, it has become a "children's child" in the mouths of parents.

It made the dolls full of resentment, and they complained about Feng Yumeng from the bottom of her heart. She is so good at what she does, and how can these people live? It's really maddening to compare people.