Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 373: : years old
In a twinkling of an eye, it was New Year's Thirty.
It was still snowing on New Year's Eve, and the fine snow particles were chaotically blown by the wind, and it was cold and icy on the face.
There are crackling firecrackers outside, and the sound of little fat dun'er screaming, I don't know what I'm yelling.
Old Street here is much more lively during the New Year than on Tonglin Road. The family gathers together, moves the small table to the living room, gathers together to make dumplings, mixes stuffing and rolls dough, while listening to the sound of the TV’s babble As usual, Xiao Anya shook a bell in the walker, staggering two steps from time to time.
"Guanglin bought a bottle of soy sauce, only a little is left."
Qin Ma shook the soy sauce bottle in the kitchen, and told the idle Qin Guanglin to run errands.
"It's about to celebrate the New Year, and I think that the soy sauce is gone."
Qin Guanglin murmured, took the coat from the hanger and put it on, opened the door and took a step, shivered by the chill outside, then returned to put on his hat, and ran out facing the snowflakes.
Because of the snow, but at five o’clock in the afternoon, it was already dark. The gloomy sky was not lit, and the street lights were lit up early. There were not many people on the cold street, only the children waiting to eat. It’s not too cold to be in the street with firecrackers. He walked a few steps quickly and went to the convenience store across the street to pat the door.
Boom boom boom!
"It's closed, it's the Chinese New Year today!"
Old Pan's voice came from inside.
"Uncle Pan, I, Guanglin."
Qin Guanglin shrank his neck and shouted, "While making dumplings, take a bottle of soy sauce, otherwise you won't be able to eat dumplings."
After staying for a few seconds, the window snapped and opened, and Uncle Pan's head poked out and looked at him with a chill.
"Xiao Qin...Wait a minute, which one do you want?" Uncle Pan's son installed a rolling door in the Lao Pan convenience store, and it was inconvenient to open and close it, so he planned to hand it out to Qin Guanglin through the window.
"Um... just pick a good one."
"Hey, pick a good one...wait."
Uncle Pan retracted his head again. Qin Guanglin was waiting there while copying his sleeves. Why not buy the soy sauce that he usually uses at home? He really didn't pay attention to what kind of soy sauce he had.
After a while, Uncle Pan showed his head from the window again, and handed out the soy sauce from the window, "Here, this one is the best! The dumplings are fragrant and delicious."
"Thanks to Uncle Pan, my brother Pan and they didn't come back for the Chinese New Year?" Qin Guanglin looked at the large basin of noodles on the table in his room through the window, and said casually while paying.
"Hey, go to Xiaoli's house to celebrate the New Year, wait a few days and then come back here."
"You can't eat noodles for those who are celebrating the Chinese New Year. Wait a moment, I will bring you two bowls of dumplings when I'm cooked."
"You kid...Hi, don't bother, I have a refrigerator if I want to eat, I don't want to cook."
Uncle Pan smiled and waved his hands. His gray hair made him look a bit older. The folds on his face were piled up, and he opened his mouth and happily said, "Go back, I'll delay making dumplings for a while. "
"Then you are busy."
Qin Guanglin tightened his collar tightly and did not delay any longer. He walked home with small steps, his chubby body twisted and twisted, he entered the door with a cold breath, stomped his feet and took off his hat and coat, and passed the soy sauce to Qin's mother. , Pia waited for dinner on the sofa again.
"Don't look at how fat you are now, you just lie there every day and don't know how to move." Why not roll your cheeks and despise.
Mum Qin helped out: "That's right, it's almost heavier than your Aunt Wang."
Qin Guanglin pretended to be dead, what can he do? He is also desperate.
Obviously, diet as much as possible, and the weight is still growing every month.
I blame it for feeding so well.
He took out his cell phone and pretended that he couldn't hear the two of them complaining. He clicked on the browser and thought about it, and typed "Why do men get fat after getting married", and couldn't help but enjoy watching it for a while.
"Eh, eh."
Qin Guanglin interrupted the two of them, stood up strenuously, and shook their phones at them on the back of the sofa, "This is scientifically reasonable...cough, cough..."
He cleared his throat lightly, and read to his cell phone with a sense of truth: "Usually it is men who feel happy in marriage are prone to get blessed, because on the one hand they have a rich diet, a comfortable life, and someone takes care of them, on the other hand, he feels Some people hurt, some love, and they are spiritually happy..."
"What's the mess?!" Why not turn his face and look away. Although the old man is old, but in front of Qin's mother, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard what he said about love.
The fat man's skin is getting thicker and thicker, and he is proud on the sofa, "Hey, this is happiness, look, look—" He patted the flesh on his belly, and said proudly: "Symbol of happiness, I am happy , I wish I could get fatter."
"Why does it mean that no one hurts?" Qin Ma always finds Huadian easily.
"..."
Qin Guanglin got stuck and leaned back on the sofa with counseling, "Different physique, that physique is different, men and women are different."
"Give me exercise after the New Year, or continue running."
Why look at the baby bicycle in the corner of the living room which was put away by Qin's mother, and said: "Gym, run."
"I can't run, look at this meat, it... alas."
"Baba, Baba!"
Xiao Anya swayed over while pushing the baby walker, Qin Guanglin didn’t bother to pay attention to the two women, reached out and copied her daughter up and put her on her belly, she couldn’t help but laugh when she saw her giggling, "Daughter likes it. Thin father or fat father?"
"Ba Ba."
"Look, my daughter likes me to be fat." He turned his head.
"Virtue."
The night fell, the firecrackers became lively outside, and the Qin’s dumplings were already wrapped, and the dining table was set by Qin Guanglin to face the TV. Why not go to the bedroom to celebrate the New Year with a mobile phone and Qin Guanglin went to fry some small dishes.
When the time is almost the same, the dumplings are cooked, why not come out of the bedroom, holding their daughter and waiting for the meal, the family gathered around the table to eat and watch the Spring Festival Gala.
"By the way, there is news that this area of ours is going to be demolished." Qin Ma said, holding the bowl, with a touch of melancholy on her face.
Demolition is a good thing, but the old place where I have lived for decades will always be a little bit reluctant.
"When? Who did you listen to?" Qin Guanglin didn't have that many thoughts. Anyway, he was not too short of money. It would be fine if he didn't open it, but he would be happy if he did it.
"Everyone is saying that someone has come here to investigate."
"Oh, that should be fast."
Qin Guanglin turned his head and looked at what's wrong, and just asked this big baby to know everything.
Why shook his head lightly and didn't say a word, Qin Guanglin knew that it was mostly false news. He was so happy that he turned the topic and stopped discussing it.
The New Year passed quietly like this, and there was nothing left except one year older. Time always slipped away inadvertently. When I looked back, I suddenly realized that those yesterday were already a few years ago. .
Why go back to Hecheng in the third grade~IndoMTL.com~ The snow is too big to affect the expressway. Fortunately, I grabbed the train ticket. Qin Guanglin carried the bag, why not enter the station with his daughter, waiting for the train in the waiting room Pitstop.
The custom in Hecheng is like this. Normally the second or fourth day of the second or fourth day, but only one parent is present, you have to pick the odd number back.
"Do you remember the first time I went to my house? It was also in a train. The bus scared you, hahaha."
"How could I forget? The first time I went to your house, I got a scoop." Qin Guanglin talked about it and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the back of his head, his memory is particularly deep, "Those guys..."
Half the conversation, he suddenly stopped.
"What are you looking at?" As he was talking, why not see him looking outside and couldn't help asking.
"Oh... it's nothing."
Qin Guanglin shook his head, and just saw a tall figure standing out from behind carrying a travel bag into the station, almost recognizing it as Sun Wen, and when he wanted to say hello, he had already rushed into the platform and boarded the train.
"It may be the wrong person."
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