Chapter 171 The Light of the Chinese

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Chen Wenting's eyes were always on Shi Tingyu, making it difficult for people to ignore her.

Shi Tingyu looked back at her, his eyes met hers, and Chen Wenting quickly looked away.

Professor Chen and his wife wanted to help with something, but Shi Tingyu refused.

"Professor Chen, I'll take care of you here, you don't have to do this," Shi Tingyu said.

A family of people they didn't know very well were busy here too enthusiastically, and Shi Tingyu expressed that she felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, Mrs. Chen was more delicate. She said to Shi Tingyu: "Comrade Shi, if you have any difficulties, just tell us and we will help you. I won't disturb you today. We will come to see Lu Ying in two days." long."

Then she took her husband and daughter out.

Chen Wenting was still a little reluctant when she went out. She was a person who had to know the answer to questions. This feeling of not being able to guess who the person was was very uncomfortable. She was neither up nor down.

"Mom, do you think my sister looks familiar at that time? I always feel very familiar."

Mrs. Chen thought about it and seemed to feel a little familiar.

Professor Chen said: "Whether you are familiar with it or not, it was our fault this time that caused our comrades in the military to be injured. Tingting, you should exercise more next time. You can't always fall behind at critical moments."

When Chen Wenting was told by her father, she felt a little guilty and agreed repeatedly.

It wasn't until they returned to their residence and saw the paintings hanging in the room that Chen Wenting felt so blessed that she shouted in surprise, "Mom, who was my sister when I remembered it?"

"Who is it?" Mrs. Chen also looked curious.

Chen Wenting patted the painting hanging on the wall, "Mom, we went to her art exhibition! Have you forgotten?"

Although the painting on the wall was not Shi Tingyu's, they did buy Shi Tingyu's painting, but the painting was resold to a friend because it was inconvenient to carry.

Only then did Mrs. Chen remember it, and she looked astonished, "No wonder the last name Shi feels familiar, it turns out to be her."

They live in the same state as Shi's father and Shi's mother, but the two families don't know each other. But in foreign countries, the Chinese have their own circles. When Shi Tingyu held an art exhibition, the Chinese gave them a hard time.

At that time, the Chinese were very discriminated against abroad. Of course, talented people like them rarely suffered from this, but those Chinese who passed away due to the war did not have such treatment.

At that time, they heard that there was a Chinese painting exhibition, so they naturally wanted to go and have a look.

The exhibition was a success, and people were surprised at how outstanding Ms. Shi was.

But they didn't know that the Shi family actually returned to China and settled in Jinling.

The main reason why Chen Wenting remembers Shi Tingyu for so long is because when she went to learn piano, she was laughed at by white students.

Does she, a yellow-skinned monkey, know what music and art are?

She is not a courageous person, but she was really angry at that time. Thinking of the art exhibition she went to before, she mustered up the courage and retorted loudly: "What you don't understand is that you self-righteous people, our country's FiOna has even held an art exhibition, she is only eighteen years old, who among you has held an art exhibition at the age of eighteen?"

FiOna is Shi Tingyu's English name. It's not that she didn't want to use a Chinese name, it was mainly because American people's tongues felt like they were in knots when pronouncing their names, so they had no choice but to choose an English name.

But her paintings all bear Shi Tingyu's name.

Chen Wenting still remembers their expressions when they were asked. Since then, whenever someone talks about her, she will mention FiOna.

This time it was because Shi Tingyu used a Chinese name, so he didn't react for a moment.

Shi Tingyu thought that Professor Chen and the others would not come back after they returned, but she saw Chen Wenting the next day.

Only this time she came alone.

Chen Wenting was very excited when she saw Shi Tingyu, which was very different from her previous cautious and guilty attitude.

"Sister Shi, are you FiOna? I saw your art exhibition when I was abroad, and our family even bought your paintings at that time."

Shi Tingyu looked at the doctor who was examining Lu Weiguo and turned his head to look at Chen Wenting in surprise. He quickly changed the topic and stopped her.

"How did you come here? Your parents don't worry about you being alone?"

Chen Wenting said: "I am already twenty, so they have nothing to worry about."

With that said, Chen Wenting added: "FiOna, you don't know how famous you are in our overseas Chinese circles. Some American students used to trouble me, but when I used your grades to fight back, they had nothing to say."

Seeing the doctor's frequent glances, Shi Tingyu wondered when the doctor would shut up.

But Chen Wenting was obviously high, and she was beaming when talking about her.

Shi Tingyu was stunned but did not change the topic.

The two chatted for a while, until the doctor left, Shi Tingyu said: "You just came back and you don't know many things yet. From now on, it's better to say less about things abroad, and don't mention my English name."

Chen Wenting subconsciously covered her mouth, she forgot about it in the moment of excitement.

When he came back, his parents told her about this.

Chen Wenting's attitude has always been very warm, which puts a lot of pressure on Shi Tingyu. As a person with slight social anxiety, she is not good at dealing with e-people.

It wasn't until people from the camp came to see Lu Weiguo one after another that Chen Wenting stopped talking, said goodbye and left.

When the visitors went back, the ward became quiet again.

"So my wife is so famous?" Lu Weiguo thought about what Chen Wenting said and joked.

Shi Tingyu rolled her eyes at him angrily, "Why are you joining in the fun?"

Lu Weiguo stretched out his left hand to hold her hand and shook it gently, "Professor Chen's family has just returned. It's okay if his children's speech is more Western."

When Chen Wenting said his wife's English name, the nervousness in her eyes could not fool him.

"okay, I get it."

After all, Lu Weiguo understands this era better than she does.

She was just a bit shadowed by her parents' devolution.

Although there were other reasons for her parents' devolution, this did not prevent her from being cautious during this special period.

"Your foreign name is FiOna?" Lu Weiguo asked curiously.

Shi Tingyu covered his mouth, "As long as you know, don't say it."

Lu Weiguo smiled and didn't tease her anymore.

Nowadays, Beijing and the city are in chaos due to memorial ceremonies and protests. Professor Chen was brought back by people from the Jinling Military Region. The leaders of the camp spent a lot of effort to keep Professor Chen and others at the Institute of Biology in Jinling.

Professor Chen and his family had just returned to China and had a lot of things to do, so Chen Wenting was free and went to the hospital every two days.

Fortunately, Lu Weiguo was discharged from the hospital at the end of May.

Now that the weather is getting warmer, Shi Tingyu moved three chairs and lined them up in the yard. She wanted to give Lu Weiguo a good wash.

When I was in the hospital, I felt uncomfortable even washing my hair.

Lu Weiguo lay on the chair, his body a little stiff. When he saw it, Tingyu fetched some water and put it on a stool and put it under his head. He said with some hesitation: "How about I just stand and wash it?"

To be honest, she was more tired lying down like this than standing and bending over to wash her hair.

Shi Tingyu looked at the height difference between the chair and the stool, and saw the way Lu Weiguo was holding his neck, so he compromised.

Well, it’s good to bend over to wash.