Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 284: : Really worry-free

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The Spring Festival came as scheduled, and firecrackers were crackling outside. When it was time for dinner, Qin Guanglin also hung it outside the door, lit it and ran back to the house to close the door.

Boom, pop, pop.

This year, we are all alive.

"Hey, another year has passed in a flash, and it feels like it's gone in the blink of an eye..."

Mom Qin sat down and looked at the dumplings on the table with emotion.

Why are the two celebrating the New Year again?

Why do you still celebrate the New Year?

She can't help but not in a hurry. This person, twenty-five years old is a dividing line. Before twenty-five years old, he still feels that he is still a child. Once he is twenty-five years old, he immediately grows old.

Not even the intermediate process.

Qin Guanglin knew what she was trying to say, so he didn't say anything while eating dumplings with pork and green onions.

From elder brother to uncle, he is more anxious than anyone else, and it's useless to be anxious.

I only hate being young and not working hard. I only have a deposit of more than 200,000 yuan at the age of twenty-six.

It's incomparable with high-end people who have an annual salary of 100,000 and a deposit of millions of dollars just after graduation.

It's impossible to compare.

In the eyes of ordinary people, at least a deposit of 500,000 to 800,000 at the age of twenty-five and sixty is too low.

Qin Ma didn't let him go. Seeing him silently, she simply said: "How long are you going to talk to?"

"Talk about... let's talk about it for two more years." Qin Guanglin lowered his head to perfuse.

"Two years?!"

"Ah...Why do you look like this, isn't it normal to talk for a few years?"

"Which is normal, stop, stop, don't eat first." Mother Qin knocked on the table with her chopsticks, "Listen to me, how old are you in two years?"

"..."

"Twenty-eight, it's twenty-eight...and will you have children right after you get married?"

"Uh..."

"Look, the child has been delayed for another year and a half, thirty." Qin Ma looked at Miamia who was still chewing dumplings, "Thirty-when I was thirty, you would be beaten." Up."

"..."

Qin Guanglin swallowed the dumplings in his mouth and thought about it carefully. It does make sense.

"Maybe...this is fate."

"?"

Qin Ma almost knocked the chopsticks on his head, "What are you talking about?"

"No, I just met an old man..."

"Jing fart, the old man said you are going to talk for several years? Find out where he is."

"When eating, I always talk about farts and shit... Eat well and talk about it after you eat." Qin Guanglin was unwilling, and the rule of not eating and talking must be set against them.

"I think you just owe you to clean up, and you have to kill me. Isn't it what you are doing? Why are there so many people? You are here to drag and slow down, waiting for others to wait. I ran away, let me see where you went to cry."

Qin Ma nagging, eating a dumpling in one bite, chewing twice and swallowing, and continue: "Who..."

"Why don't you get jealous?" Qin Guanglin interrupted.

"...Whether you care about me, who..."

Qin Guanglin saw his mother look like this, and threw the pot all over himself. It's hard to say why it was not anxious, and said helplessly: "Don't be that one, she can't run-do you know Yue Lao? Just tied the red line. Old man, no one can run away with such a red line."

"How did I find that you became nagging?" Qin Ma wondered.

"Are there?"

"What did you say?"

"Anyway, there is no need to worry about this." Qin Guanglin said as he ate, "Why don't you... my aunt said that there is a special fortune teller? You asked my aunt to help with the calculations. Isn’t that the case-everyone else believes this, why don’t you believe it?"

"I believe in a ghost."

"..."

……

River City.

He has a lot of family members, including He Cheng, who has five people, and the New Year atmosphere is much more enthusiastic.

Papa He sat on the balcony listening to the crackling firecrackers outside, taking a sip of wine from time to time, and he was very comfortable.

He Cheng holds the yogurt in one hand and the remote control in the other. He is half lying on the sofa watching TV. Chinese New Year is his happiest time, eating, drinking and playing, everything.

The old and the young are two idlers. It's all right, just wait for the meal.

He Shan is rolling the dough in the kitchen, and Zhao Qing and Wuhu are making dumplings.

"In the past few years in Los Angeles, I have learned a lot." He Shan looked at the slightly proficient movements, and was quite moved.

Going out alone is the fastest way to grow up. I used to worry that she would not be able to marry when she grows up. She went to university and worked for two years. It looked like she had changed herself.

"There will be more, wait for me to cook."

"Go, you cook the noodle broth and we don't eat it." He Shan doesn't trust this sister, although it looks like making dumplings, who knows if he only learned this trick?

I really can't tell.

"Xiao Hu, have you talked with Qin Guanglin for a long time?"

Zhao Qing kept moving his hands, putting the stuffing into the skin, and squeezing it together and a dumpling came out, as he asked.

"It's been a long time." Why nod.

"Then did he say when..." Zhao Qing said, and He Shan couldn't help slowing down the movement of rolling his skin, and looked up at his sister.

Two years after graduation, twenty-four years old, neither too old nor too young.

In Los Angeles, twenty-six and seventeen are the golden age, and many people are chasing them, but if you look at Hecheng, marriage has already begun at twenty-four, and it’s a bit late to drag it to twenty-six.

Usually, he still feels that it’s just graduating, and he is not in a hurry. It was just during the Chinese New Year that he suddenly realized that his sister had grown up, and it was time to talk about marriage.

"Marriage, right? I have said it." Why not say with a natural expression: "Now that the new year is over, he will buy the house next year, and he will get married the next year."

"Really?"

Zhao Qing and He Shan glanced at each other, and then pondered for a moment: "Marriage is not a joke, you have to figure it out... what is his family doing to you?"

"Family? It's very good to me. His mother is the only one in his family, and she likes to call me over to eat... By the way." Why not think of something, raise your hand to take the phone, look at the hand Flour gave up again, "Let you see it later, you will know..."

"What?" Zhao Qing was curious.

"The pictures he drew are interesting."

Zhao Qing didn't know what painting, so he casually responded, and continued to ask: "Have you ever quarreled?"

"Nothing."

"No?" Zhao Qing didn't believe it, and looked at her suspiciously.

How can two people not quarrel together?

She and He Shan are both in elementary school, and sometimes they are noisy.

Why don't you think about it for a while and say: "Um...it seems to have quarreled once."

"What do you mean, if you are noisy, you are noisy, and if you are not noisy, you are not noisy." He Shan couldn't help but interject, "What is the kid arguing with you? How to solve it?"

"It looks like you are interrogating the prisoner. You have to tell you the original after a quarrel?"

Why curl your lips, see He Shan being choked, and can’t help but smile, “Okay, I’m not writing a novel, I made some money, and then quietly donated...no peace After he discussed it, he had a little conflict."

"Because of the money?" Zhao Qing frowned, "how much did you donate?"

Writing novels to earn extra money and donating out can cause conflicts, this Qin Guanglin...

"80,000."

"How much?!"

Zhao Qing raised eight pitches, and He Shan stopped the rolling motion to see why.

"I just published it, and then donated all of it." Why shrugged, "So he thinks that I haven't discussed with him about such a major issue, and there is a little conflict. Later, he said that once I opened it, it would be fine."

"..."

"..."

"Ah...no, let's put the 80,000 to 80,000 aside." He Shan suppressed the urge to ask her what novel to write, and said: "You make 80,000 by yourself, and you control him. Which way is it?"

Zhao Qing also constricted his expression and nodded in agreement with what He Shan said: "You are only talking about friends, what does it matter to him?"

"I eat and live with him, and he is responsible for all the living expenses." Why not blink and continue: "And he has been saving money to buy a house, and in the meantime he will buy food for me. I’ve never worn it carefully."

"..."

"..."

"You...have been living together?" Zhao Qing looked at He Shan~IndoMTL.com~ Why not ask.

They have been thinking about why they are not working in Los Angeles. They usually live in the school dormitory. Only on weekends and other boy and girl friends will do things that should be done together... At most, they will spend more time together during the winter and summer vacations. .

"Yes." Why not feel embarrassed at all, "I have lived together for two years."

"Isn't that just after graduation...?" He Shan couldn't help asking.

"Well, I didn't find a job when I just graduated, so I lived with him at that time. He went to work every day, and I stayed at home every day to write novels."

Zhao Qing had nothing to say, and looked at He Shan at each other.

What else can I do? This is a secret plan. I buy a house this year and get married next year.

It's so worrying... Damn it!

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