Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 375: : I go to work outside for half a month every year

Dreams are called dreams because they are really difficult to achieve.

If you succeed casually, it is not a dream-no one would dream of eating fried dough sticks and drinking a cup of soy milk, because it is too easy.

Its significance does not lie in realization, but in the process of hard work.

Chen Rui left, talked with Qin Guanglin for a long time, and promised a lot, about interests, about cooperation-this is a must. Qin Guanglin is different from him. He has a family to raise and has to live. First of all, he has enough food. Meal before we can talk about other things.

For the sake of a great ideal, like-minded people will just worship. That's something inside. The reality is much more complicated than that.

Qin Guanglin watched Chen Rui drive away. He sat alone in the store for a while, drank half a pot of tea on the table, got up and went out, ready to go home.

Why not there, only Qin Ma holding Anya sitting in the living room and playing, there are a few paper bags for clothes on the table, which are new clothes Qin Ma bought for her granddaughter, and they look pretty high-end.

"Why?"

Qin Guanglin put the key on the cabinet next to him and asked casually.

"I went shopping, not long after I went out."

"Oh."

Qin Ma watched him run into the kitchen to find out, thought for a while and waved: "Come here, come."

"What's wrong?"

"Anya is one and a half years old, and she will leave by herself...How are you thinking about the second child?" Qin's mother is obsessed with this matter, and she muttered when she was not there. "It's just right now, no matter what Add a younger brother or younger sister to Anya, and have a companion. Look at you, it’s just a talent so unique..."

"It's impossible for a second child to have a second child. A daughter is so cute and sensible. It is very satisfying to raise her..."

"???"

Qin Ma looked confused.

"What does a one-and-a-half-year-old kid know? Talk about people!"

"Oh, I'll take a look, why don't you buy too much food to mention."

Qin Guanglin took the key again and turned to go out. Qin's mother refused to mention the second child, so she mentioned it exclusively to him.

What's the second child... It's as simple as having a baby and eating.

He went downstairs and walked towards the nearest supermarket while using his mobile phone to send a WeChat message. As expected, he was shopping for groceries there. After going in, he walked around for half a circle and found her in the vegetable area.

"Leek, fried yuba."

Qin Guanglin took the cart and took her to the food she loved.

"There doesn't seem to be much yuba at home." Why not say.

"Then buy it! What else is missing in the supermarket?" Qin Guanglin despised this silly wife.

Lu Xun once said that men will become smarter when they get married, and women will become stupid when they get married. That's true.

The two of them pushed the trolley and strolled around the supermarket for half a circle. At night, Qin’s mother was also eating here. There were more vegetables than usual. It was filled with a half-cart, so why not push to the exit and wait in line for the checkout, Qin Guanglin Thinking of it, there seemed to be few carrots left, so I ran back to choose a few carrots.

If you like to be a vegetarian, you will get fat. It can be seen that it is indeed caused by happiness, and it has nothing to do with diet. Qin Guanglin comforted himself with a carrot, and when he came back, he found that a thin and thin young man stood in front of the plant if nothing had happened. .

"Hey, buddy, line up."

Before waiting for any reason to speak, Qin Guanglin walked over in two steps, shaking his head and speaking.

"Who are you?"

"I said, queue up."

Qin Guanglin repeated it, nearly two hundred catties of figure poked there, the smile on his fat face was constricted, and his face was rather full of flesh, so why not smile and did not speak, and reached out to take the carrot in his hand Put the bag in the car.

The man glanced at the two of them, then looked at the fat man Qin Guanglin, a little bit embarrassed, half-embarrassed, stepped back two steps, and stood behind him again, expressing concessions.

Why, there was an old lady behind me, but her face that just wanted to show a smile became even more angry in a blink of an eye,

"queuing... the meaning of these two words is very clear, right?" Qin Guanglin looked at him suspiciously, wondering how anyone could be so cheeky.

Should I be so arrogant and shameless?

"You..."

"What am I? Line up!"

"..."

Qin Guanglin glared, his fat face looked more fierce, the man turned his head and ran to another counter team. Many people looked at him and made him a little embarrassed, but he was honestly behind.

"It's so majestic." Why not hold Qin Guanglin's arm and laugh in a low voice, feeling full of security in his heart.

Actually, being fatter is also good, at least scary.

"Do you know what I remembered just now?" she asked.

"What?"

"The fat dad in Busan."

"Well... if they all suddenly become zombies, I will definitely be able to rush out with you."

Qin Guanglin went to the house with the afterglow of the setting sun, holding a bag of vegetables, holding a bag of vegetables, and walking to the house.

The shadows stretched long behind them, joined together and obliquely reflected on the ground.

……

When Anya was three years old, she already knew how to make soy sauce.

Of course, I went to Uncle Pan’s convenience store on the old street, and raised my head and said milkily: Grandpa Pan, soy sauce.

Then Uncle Pan, who has gray hair, will happily get up and look for soy sauce. By the way, he will take a candy from the counter and pass it to her, and then watch her take small steps back home before taking it out from under the counter. Write it down on the ledger-of course you won't remember that piece of sugar. I will ask Qin's mother to settle the bill at the end of the month. Everyone in the neighborhood does not bring change to record it like this.

Qin Guanglin taught Qin's mother countless times to use WeChat to scan codes. Qin's mother is always worried that her money will disappear, but she refuses to use it. She still uses cash until now.

Qin Guanglin stood at the window and watched the little boy come back with soy sauce in his arms, greeted him at the door, hugged him and kissed him as a reward, and then showed off his daughter's greatness.

"Daughter is very independent. This is called teaching daughters."

"I didn't teach it yet?" Why don't you sneer, this guy will teach you a fart, and you know it every day.

"I taught." Qin Guanglin felt good about himself, struggling with his neck to grab merit.

"You two taught, you two taught."

Mama Qin took Anya over with a big scroll and urged the two to cook.

Now it’s half a pity that everyone except for her son and daughter-in-law does not have a second child. She has everything else she should have. Instead, she happily gets younger and younger. Her hair turns white and doesn’t accept her old age. She ran to bake oil and burned it at the same time. With waves rolling, she became the prettiest old lady on this street.

It was July, and the heat was rolling in the street, and the few people who had finished eating did not want to go out for a walk. They were resting in the living room with an electric fan.

"Mom, take Anya for half a month. We will go out in two days."

"Why are you going?" Qin Ma asked.

"Isn’t this wedding anniversary, we’re going out for a stroll, and by the way, I need materials to draw and write, so I don’t have any inspiration at home." Qin Guanglin’s reason is very good, so why don’t I rub my hands quietly? Qin Ma explained, "I haven't been out for a long time since I got Anya, you see, I have made less money."

"Don't take her there?" Qin Ma wondered.

"So small and troublesome~IndoMTL.com~When she gets older, we will go together as a family."

The bigger the child, the less the world of the two of them. Qin Guanglin, who realizes this, thinks he can spend a few more years, so as not to have time to regret it-he is almost thirty-five years old in a blink of an eye, so why hasn’t he been happy enough? Woolen cloth.

One more thing, it’s really tiring to take a child for a long time.

"Okay...you have to talk to Anya."

Qin's mother is happy to take her granddaughter, because she is afraid that she will cry when she can't find her, it will be very troublesome.

"Anya is very good, it's okay, isn't Anya?" Qin Guanglin chuckled.

"Mom and dad go to work, not to play. Only by working to make money can they buy delicious and fun things, you know?"

He touched Anya's head and taught, "Listen to grandma at home, don't be naughty."

"Oh."

Xiao Anya nodded with big ignorant eyes.

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