Chapter 87

The kitchen is noisy. According to the method taught by Qin's mother twice before, Qin Guanglin turns around in the pot with a shovel. At first glance, he really feels like a chef - if his expression is not so nervous, it's more like that.

"Mom, how much salt did you put in this white radish?" He yelled in the kitchen.

"Didn't I teach you?"

Mother Qin threw the melon seed skin in her hand into the garbage can, stood up and went to the kitchen.

“……”

My sister-in-law is staring at the kitchen. Is this learning fast?

With the guidance of Qin's mother, Qin Guanglin cooked four dishes, served them on the table steaming hot, stepped back and looked at them carefully.

It's OK. It's better every time. At least it's not black.

"His aunt, come to dinner quickly." Mother Qin called and took the lead in filling herself with half a bowl of rice.

"Oh."

My sister-in-law has come to the table, looking at the dishes on the table, a little hesitant, but also like mother Qin installed half a bowl of rice, dare not install more.

Qin Guanglin took a bite and was a little pleased. He turned to his mother and said, "I feel pretty good. Have you made great progress?"

"Just so so." Qin's mother is a little disgusted. It's not as good as she is.

But it's better than last time. It's estimated that he can cook dinner in a few days. Green vegetables are easy to fry. As long as they don't paste, no matter how rotten they are, they won't be hard to swallow.

We have to support him to learn more and practice more. Cooking requires more practice to make progress. When it's delicious, she can also relax a lot.

My sister-in-law picked up a dish and tasted it. Then she grinned, "what's the progress? You'd better not do it."

"Then you do it?" Asked Qin Guanglin.

“……”

My sister-in-law didn't answer him, and she held out her chopsticks to pick and choose on the table.

How annoying this nephew is!

"How to talk to your sister-in-law, no big or small." Mother Qin yelled at him.

"I think it's delicious." Qin Guanglin put another mouthful of vegetables in the bowl.

It's quite a sense of accomplishment to eat your own fried food. When you learn to be good, you'll show off at the father-in-law's house Tut tut.

He was a little excited when he thought about this. He quickly picked up the rice in the bowl and ran to fill a big bowl to eat.

"He'll eat more." After eating half a bowl of rice, Qin Ma got up and left the table. She didn't want to see her poke chopsticks around.

"I'm full, too." My sister-in-law put down her chopsticks and got up to drink from a water cup.

"There are so many dishes left that we can have another one tomorrow." Qin Guanglin opens his mouth with a meal.

My sister-in-law's action of drinking water was stiff. "Guanglin, you should eat more."

Originally, she came to the city to have a look at her illness and enjoy her happiness for a few days. Now the situation is a little different from what she imagined.

After a quiet meal, Qin Guanglin put the table away and went back to his room, out of sight and out of mind.

Relatives are really helpless. They are made by nature, not chosen by themselves like friends. It's lucky to meet normal relatives and help each other like friends. It's really bad luck to meet wonderful relatives.

Do not want to contact it, after all, there is a blood relationship, pinch the nose to contact it, you can be angry out of order.

Fortunately, Qin Guanglin was only alone and didn't bring bear child, which made him feel a little better.

Qin Guanglin, the bear child of her family, felt a headache just thinking about it. He wished he could kick him into the Luo river and swim dozens of times. He was so tired that he was honest.

After inserting the mobile phone into the computer and sorting out the photos taken in recent days, Qin Guanglin selected a satisfactory one and made it into a computer desktop. After a while, he climbed back to bed to have a rest.

After sleeping outside for a few days, it's comfortable to go back to the familiar bed, but it seems that something is wrong Qin Guanglin stretched out his arm for a moment, and then fell asleep with a slight loss.

No teacher, miss her on her first day.

……

When she woke up in the morning, Qin's mother had already gone out for a walk. As usual, there were two steamed buns on the table. Qin Guanglin took them and ate them while he went out of the door.

It's still a fine sunny day. He is full of spirit and goes to work in the company. Sun Wen is already sitting at his work station and eating breakfast. The egg pancake is like a small spring roll in his hand. Every mouthful will lose a lot.

"You're finally willing to go to work." When Sun Wen saw him, he immediately said hello.

"I just asked for three days off. It seems like a long time."

"It's not three days. It's almost a week since last weekend."

"Isn't that good news?" Qin Guanglin sat in his seat and tidied up the table, "what's good? Have you been promoted? "

"It's a fart." Sun Wen curled his lips. "Your ugly painting seems to be very popular. Try two more issues. If you can keep this popularity, you can make a series alone.""That one?" Qin Guanglin suddenly said, "it's none of my business to give it to that person."

Go out to play for a few days, even forget the name of the assistant, he quietly reflect, this work attitude is terrible.

"She helped draw a little, it's still your work." Sun Wen didn't care and said, "if you can make a series, you can become a regular ahead of time. You don't have to do nothing all day."

In his opinion, Qin Guanglin has nothing to do at work. Although he draws so many four and six pictures, they are all chores, and two assistants can do it in a little time.

"I started, what kind of work."

Qin Guanglin is not in a hurry to become a full-time official. The key is that if he becomes a full-time official through this, he will definitely be responsible for the ugly cute series, which is somewhat different from his plan. He still wants to create those warm and cute love stories.

"Here you are, big man." As soon as she entered the company, Jiang Lingling called first, then turned to Sun Wen and said, "brother Wen, good morning."

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

They responded. Sun Wen stopped talking to Qin Guanglin. He put the last mouthful of egg in his mouth and went back to her seat. Anyway, Jiang Lingling will say it later.

"Where have you been these days?" While opening her breakfast bag, Jiang Lingling talks to Qin Guanglin.

"I went out for a walk." Qin Guanglin casually deals with a sentence, looking for the story he saw last time on his desk.

I haven't been to work for five days. I'm not used to it. I don't know what to do.

"Envy, we went to Luobei to play for a day, but also wonder why you didn't go, the results did not see you at work, asked brother Wen to know you asked for leave to play."

Jiang Lingling was a little talkative, and she kept eating, "do you know? That ugly cartoon was sent to the platform on Friday for a try. On Monday, when I went to work, I read it for tens of thousands of times. Now it's 100000 plus.... "

"I know." Qin Guanglin interrupted her, "it's like a series, isn't it?"

"Well, the big guy is powerful, but not now. We need to do two more phases. The company will decide whether to do series or not according to the situation. It should be no problem according to the current situation." Jiang Lingling said and took out a piece of paper from the table, "this is yesterday, I..."

"You wait."

Qin Guanglin was a little dizzy when she said, "in a word, maybe we should do series, right?"

"Well." Jiang Lingling nodded.

"I started this. You did it all at the back, so you're the one who's going to do it later. I don't want to get involved."

"Ah? This... "

"Unless the company gives it to me." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "otherwise, it's your work. It has nothing to do with me, OK?"

He just started. Most of the follow-up work was done by this assistant. If you still feel like picking other people's fruit now, it's not good.

Moreover, the painting style is just a little strange. It's not difficult for others to imitate. Even if the fire doesn't go anywhere, he doesn't come here to paint that thing. He doesn't improve himself at all. It's a waste of time.

Jiang Lingling was a little stunned, "boss, do you really want me to continue painting? It's probably going to be a series. "