Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 333: : How can there be so many waves in life

Chapter 341 How can there be so many waves in life

The days passed hurriedly like running water, as if something happened, and it seemed that nothing happened.

Both people know about the future, but they don’t have much impact on life. How to live or how to live life. The only change is that Qin Guanglin is struggling to accumulate family business. Why doesn’t it seem to have opened up his heart knot? I used to be more energetic and devoted myself to the family.

I did not go to play during the National Day holiday, but stayed in Hecheng for a few days. From the beginning of this year, why not stay in my own home for the New Year——He’s family is already her family, and Qin Guanglin’s little family is her own. .

The winter of 1898 was extremely cold.

Before New Year's Day, Qin Guanglin had put on all the autumn clothes, long trousers, sweaters and wool trousers, and then put on a thick down jacket.

"Should I grow a beard? Looks more mature."

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Qin Guanglin wiped it with a towel, put his hands on the sink, looked left and right, and asked why.

His beard is not lush, and it is not particularly obvious to shave once a week. After shaved last week and this weekend, there is only a small layer of stubble on his chin.

Why, I’ve already finished washing, I’m holding a carrot and gnawing, and seeing that Qin Guanglin has done it after two bites, she passes the missing piece of carrot to his hand—she just likes to taste it, and make it up by the way Vitamins.

"Take your face, why do you keep it."

"Zaza is used to it... Will I grow a beard in the future?" Qin Guanglin asked crunching carrots.

It's actually nice to have a prophet next to him, and curiosity can be greatly satisfied.

"Stayed there for a while, and then my daughter was panicked, so you shaved."

Why wrinkle your nose, complaining: "If you have a daughter, you don't want a wife. If I think it's piercing, you will say that Zaza will get used to it, and if your daughter is stubborn, you will... uh..."

"Don't keep it, just scrape it."

Qin Guanglin sipped her hard, ran to the mirror and began to shave.

Have a lot of work, tidy up his chin, why not have already picked up the small bag, put his arms around and went out together.

Today this weekend, I am going to the old house to have dinner with Madam Qin. They stayed at home until noon, and they prepared to go there with a simple meal.

"Your mother may be giving birth to a child."

Sit on the co-pilot and fasten the seat belt, why not remind me suddenly.

"Oh? So anxious?" Qin Guanglin was stunned. He was only married for half a year.

"You will be twenty-eight years old in two months. In fact, it's not too urgent."

"Uh... don't worry, I will deal with it."

Qin Guanglin thinks that it is indeed that next year, at the age of twenty-eight, and her daughter will be twenty-nine when she is born, it is already very late.

When his parents were his age, he was about to go to elementary school.

"What else will happen today?"

Backing out of the complex, he drove toward the Qin's house on Los Angeles Avenue, and he asked casually, as if he was a know-how.

"What happened to you today last year?" Why not ask.

"How do I remember."

"That's right."

"..."

Qin Guanglin smacked his lips, "That's not right, you all remember the birth of children."

"I didn't say that I will, but it may be soon, probably just recently."

"Oh."

We stopped the car on Beifei Road. The two of them wore couple hats with small pompoms and thick scarves. They did not go home immediately, but went to the vegetable market together with their arms in arms.

I have lived here for a few years. Everything is familiar to me. Although I only come here on weekends occasionally in the past two years, the shop owner is very impressed with them. A man and a woman, a young couple, this one Basically know them, and greet them intimately.

Walking in front of a series of stalls, why not look left and right, see the beef grocery store in front, pointed out his finger, and suggested to Qin Guanglin: "Cook a beef soup, warm up in the cold weather. ——Or just eat hot pot?"

"Miscellaneous hot pot?"

"Yes...I will also make pork belly chicken, which one would you like to eat?"

"Well, I want to eat."

Qin Guanglin didn't have enough to eat at noon, and now he wants to have something.

"Then pork belly chicken, buy another half a catty of offal, wait until the chicken is finished, then put it in and cook."

Why, I walked to the stall and bought some main dishes, and asked Qin Guanglin to buy some green vegetables.

It's cold in Los Angeles, and hot pot is very popular, but it is not the kind of Bashu. Generally, you cook a pot of soup and add vegetables to it. You can add whatever you want to eat, mainly with seasonings.

The pork belly chicken, beef miscellaneous hot pot, and the like mentioned by Why Why are they seldom eaten, because it is troublesome to make, so she likes to think about what she eats.

Not long after, the two of them walked out of the vegetable market carrying two big bags full of vegetables. They came to the Laopan convenience store in the cold mist, talking and laughing.

"Brother Lin."

Little Pang Dun’er is no longer the little guy who followed him with a runny nose a few years ago. In the past few years, he has grown a lot, and he has become a lot more sensible. It has been a little bit more than half a year since he was married, and he looks taller. a little.

I haven't seen him much for half a year, and he was a little cautious. He didn't use the earth cannon to aim at Qin Guanglin like before, but said hello honestly.

"Hey, come and stand closer, this posture... will catch up with me in two years." Qin Guanglin was a little bit surprised.

Who would have thought that this fat man would not develop horizontally, instead of being raised vertically, a lot of fat on his face was eliminated, and there was a faint outline of a handsome guy.

Little Fat Dun'er scratched his head and smiled, "Eat a lot."

"Well, when people are angry, they don’t eat. If you are angry, you eat two more bowls."

Qin Guanglin sighed, why not come out of the convenience store later, "You mean yourself, right?"

"..."

It's not just Xiao Pang Dun'er who can eat, Qin Guanglin can also eat.

What's the matter with Xiaopang Dun'er? She didn't marvel at the beauty of Brother Lin's wife as she did before. She opened her mouth and didn't know what to call it.

"Sister He." Qin Guanglin knew what Xiao Pangdun was struggling with without guessing.

When he was this age, he was so bad at words.

"Sister He!"

"Hmm."

"Let's play." Qin Guanglin saw a row of four or five friends squatting in the corner, and greeted him, so why not prepare to go back.

"Brother Lin, I..." Xiao Pang Dun'er stood still hesitating.

"Huh? Anything else?"

Qin Guanglin stopped and smiled when he saw him lower his head. "Stop it, I have something to say."

"I want to learn to paint... either you will teach me how to draw, or..." Xiao Pang Dun'er scratched his head, "I don't know how to start, I want Brother Lin to take me."

"That's it? Okay, I don't always stay here. You add me WeChat...Is there a WeChat?" Qin Guanglin saw a row of children about the same age as Xiao Pang Dun'er in the corner. On the phone, he still yelled'Li Bai' push the tower' and so on. They are all together, and there should be.

I don't think my hands are cold in the winter, and I squatted in the corner with the cold mist in my mouth, staring at the phone screen intently... I guess I was rubbing the wifi.

The kid nowadays is really different from him back then. I think he used to be sneaky when watching TV. The most fun activity is to play glass **** on the ground with his friends. How can there be so many games? Play.

"Yes, yes!" Xiaopang Dun'er raised the mobile phone in his hand, and said slightly excited: "Brother Lin, I will sweep you!"

"Okay..."

Qin Guanglin handed the food to the dish, so he took out the phone with one hand, and added Xiao Pang Dun'er's WeChat message, and said: "If you don't understand painting, you can find me, but don't speak. Typing said, it’s too difficult to explain...but you shouldn’t have any complicated problems, so you can learn it seriously if you want to."

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Little Pang Dun'er nodded as he listened, exchanged WeChat messages, and did not delay Qin Guanglin's time with Wu Happi, stepped back and thanked him.

"Xiaojie! Come here, this round will start immediately!"

The little friend over there in the corner was shouting, Qin Guanglin smiled, "Hurry up and play."

Turning around and returning to the house with Why Wu, the little fat Dun'er behind him waved his hands excitedly, looked at the direction of the door, hesitated, and went to squat with his friends.

"Just give it a shot, and I'm going to paint later."

Qin Ma took the dishes to help tidy up, and was helped by Qin Guanglin to rest. Then he hid in the kitchen with him, washing and cutting vegetables, and asked casually: "That fat guy just now...has he learned well? ?"

"You are half an apprentice."

Why don't I see Qin Guanglin looking over in surprise, he couldn't help but smiled, raised his head and recalled it carefully, thinking about it: "I remember you mentioned to me that he was admitted to Los Angeles University again for a year, and he was also studying fine arts. "

"It's a good time."

Qin Guanglin was really surprised. The University of Los Angeles didn't pass the exam just because he wanted to.

"Art depends on luck, and you will become famous later, and half of his apprentices will follow, otherwise you will both paint poorly."

"Um~ IndoMTL.com~ I paint poorly."

Qin Guanglin chuckled, "Come and kiss me."

"Your mother is watching."

"She is watching TV, so she has no time to watch us."

"Really watching, you take a look."

Why don't he seriously slap his mouth in the living room, and quickly pecked Qin Guanglin on his cheek when he turned his head to look.

"...something bit me just now." Qin Guanglin said.

"No, an illusion."

Two people stood calmly in front of the kitchen counter, one washing and cutting vegetables, and the other preparing hot pot ingredients. Usually, the preparations for a family dinner are done while talking and laughing.

"Ready to eat, Mom, wash your hands and prepare to eat."

(End of this chapter)