Chapter 340

The days passed like water, as if something had happened, and as if nothing had happened.

Both of them know what will happen in the future, but they don't have much influence on their life. The only change is how to live or how to live. Qin Guanglin Mao is trying his best to accumulate his family fortune. Why not open his heart and devote himself to his family more vigorously than before.

I didn't go for a visit during the seven day National Day holiday. Instead, I went to Hecheng for a few days. At the beginning of this year, why don't I stay at home for the new year? He's already his mother's family, and Qin Guanglin's family is his own.

The winter of 1898 was extremely cold.

Before New Year's day, Qin Guanglin had already put on his autumn clothes, trousers, sweaters and sweaters, and put on a thick down jacket.

"Shall I have a beard? It looks more mature. "

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

His beard is not luxuriant, and shaving once a week is not particularly obvious. From last week's shaving to this weekend's, there is only a thin layer of stubble on his chin.

Why don't you have already finished washing and gargling, and you are chewing a carrot. After two bites, seeing that Qin Guanglin has finished, she handed him the missing carrot. She just likes to taste it and take some vitamins by the way.

"Prick your face. Why do you keep it?"

"Zaza is used to Will I grow a beard in the future? " Qin Guanglin crunched the carrot and asked.

It's good to have a prophet nearby. Curiosity can be greatly satisfied.

"I stayed for a while. Later, my daughter felt nervous, so you scraped it."

Why don't you wrinkle your nose and complain: "if you have a daughter, you don't want a wife. If I don't like Zaza, you will get used to it. If my daughter doesn't like Zaza, you will Well... "

"No, I'll shave."

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

Busy, clean up the chin, why not have picked up the bag, holding his arm to go out together.

This weekend, I'm going to the old house to have dinner with Qin's mother. They stay at home until noon to get up and simply eat something to prepare for the past.

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

Sit on the co pilot and fasten the seat belt. Why not remind him suddenly.

"Oh? In such a hurry? " Qin Guanglin was stunned. He was only married for half a year.

"You'll be twenty-eight in two months. It's not too urgent."

"Well Don't worry. I'll take care of it. "

Qin Guanglin thinks that it's really 28 years old next year. When his daughter was born, she was 29 years old. It's already very late.

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

"What else will happen today?"

He backed out of the neighborhood and drove to the Qin family on the Los Angeles Avenue. He asked casually, as if he was a know it all.

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

"I don't remember."

"Yes."

“……”

Qin Guanglin smacked his lips, "no, you remember giving birth to children."

"I didn't say it would, but it might be fast, maybe just recently."

"Oh."

When they stopped at beifei Road, they were wearing a couple's cap with a small ball of fluff and a thick scarf. Instead of going home immediately, they went to the vegetable market arm in arm.

Having lived here for several years, I am very familiar with everything. Although I only come here once a week in the past two years, the shop owner is very impressed with them. A man and a woman, a young couple, basically know each other and say hello to them.

Walking in front of the stalls, why don't you look left and right, see the cattle store in front of you, stretch out your hand and point to it, and propose to Qin Guanglin: "cook a beef soup, warm yourself in a cold day - or eat hot pot directly?"

"Beef hotpot?"

"Yes I can also make pork tripe chicken. Which would you like to eat? "

"Well, all of them."

Qin Guanglin didn't have enough to eat at noon. Now he wants to order everything.

"Then pig belly chicken, buy half a catty of beef offal, and then put it in to cook when the chicken is finished."

Why don't you go to the stall and buy some of the main course and ask Qin Guanglin to buy some vegetables.

It's cold in Los Angeles. Hot pot is very popular, but it's not like Bashu. It's usually a pot of soup. You can add whatever you want. You eat it with seasonings.

What's more, she seldom eats pork tripe, chicken, beef chafing dish and so on. It's mainly troublesome to make, so she likes to think about what she eats.

Not long after that, they walked out of the market with two bags full of vegetables and came to Laopan's convenience store with a smile of Hanwu. Why don't they hand Qin Guanglin their own dishes and go in to buy some hot pot products.

"Lingo."

Xiao pangdun'er is not the one who followed him with a runny nose a few years ago. He has grown up a lot in recent years, and he is more sensible. He has been married for half a year, and he looks a little taller.I haven't seen him for half a year. He's still a little stiff. He doesn't aim at Qin Guanglin with a human cannon like he used to. He just says hello honestly.

"Hey, come here and stand closer, this posture I'll be catching up in two years Qin Guanglin was a little surprised.

Who would have thought that this fat man did not develop horizontally. Instead, he was raised vertically. He lost a lot of fat on his face. He had a slightly handsome outline.

The little fat man scratched his head and said, "eat more."

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

Qin Guanglin Tut, why not have come out from the convenience store behind, "you say yourself?"

“……”

It's not only little fat Dun who can eat, but also Qin Guanglin.

What's the matter with little fat duner? He didn't marvel at Lin Ge's beautiful daughter-in-law as he did at the beginning. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to call her.

"It's sister ho." Qin Guanglin doesn't have to guess what little pangdun is struggling with.

When he was this age, he was not good at words.

"Sister ho!"

"Well."

"You play." Seeing a row of four or five little friends squatting in the corner of the wall, Qin Guanglin greets him, why not go back with them.

"Brother Lin, I..." The little fat man stood in the same place and hesitated.

"Well? Anything else? "

Qin Guanglin stopped. Seeing him lowering his head, he couldn't help laughing, "grin a fart, speak up."

"I want to learn to draw Either you teach me by hand, or... " "I don't know how to start. I want brother Lin to take me," he said

"That's it? OK, I don't often stay here. You add my wechat Do you have wechat? " Qin Guanglin saw a row of children in the corner who were about the same age as Xiao pangduner. They had a mobile phone and were shouting "Li Bai", "Tui Ta" and so on. They were all together, so there should be.

In winter, I feel cold in my hands. I squat in the corner with cold fog in my mouth and stare at the screen of my mobile phone I guess I'm rubbing WiFi.

Today's children and he was really not the same at that time, I think he had to watch TV secretly, the most fun activity is to lie on the ground with a little friend playing glass ball, how can there be so many games to play.

"Yes, yes!" Little fat Dun Er raised his mobile phone in his hand and said excitedly: "brother Lin, I'll sweep you!"

"Good..."

Qin Guanglin handed the dish to him. With one free hand, he felt out his mobile phone and added little pangduner's wechat. He said: "if you don't understand painting, you can come to me. Don't send voice or type. It's too difficult to explain But you shouldn't have any complicated problems. If you want to study, you should study hard. "

"Thank you, brother Lin!"

Xiao pangdun'er nodded, exchanged wechat, and didn't delay Qin Guanglin's time with him. He stepped back to thank him.

"Xiaojie! Come on, this game will start soon

The little friend in the corner is shouting. Qin Guanglin smiles, "go and play."

Why don't you turn around and go home together? The little fat man behind excitedly waves his fists, hesitates at the direction of the door, and squats with his friends.

"Just give me a hand. I'm going to paint later."

Qin's mother took over the dishes to help clean them up, and Qin Guanglin helped her to the living room to have a rest. Then he and why not stay in the kitchen, wash and cut vegetables, and asked casually: "that fat man just now Did he succeed? "

"You're half an apprentice."

Why don't you see Qin Guanglin looking at it in surprise? He can't help but smile. He looks up and recalls it carefully. He thinks, "I remember you mentioned to me that he went back to Los Angeles University for a year and studied art."

"It's promising."

Qin Guanglin is really surprised that the University of Los Angeles can't pass the examination if he wants to. It's enough to boast that he can pass the examination after one year's second reading.

"Art depends on luck. You'll become famous later, and his half apprentice will follow suit. Otherwise, you'll both be poor painters."

"Well, I'm poor at painting."

Qin Guanglin said with a smile, "come and kiss one."

"Your mother is watching."

"She's watching TV. She doesn't have time to watch us."

"I'm really looking, you see."

Why don't you seriously face the living room Nunu mouth, while Qin Guanglin turned his head to see, quickly pecked on his cheek.

“…… Something just bit me Qin Guanglin road.

"No, illusion."

Two people calmly stand in front of the kitchen table, one is washing vegetables and cutting vegetables, the other is preparing hot pot materials. Usually, a family dinner is prepared in the process of joking.

"Ready for dinner, mom, wash your hands and eat."