Chapter 398

"My youth didn't begin until I was 25.

When I went to school, I only had endless papers, endless paintings, and thick exercise books. The abortion, cheating, car accident, and dropping out of school in the youth movies made me suspect that I had a fake adolescence.

Later, I thank myself, thank him for his hard work, so hard work, so that when I was 25 years old, I had the courage to hold Well, it's to be stopped by her and tell her: I'll marry you.

In April when the sun is shining and catkins are flying in the street, when she turns around, she is not far behind. That's the beginning of love - well, it's wrong again. To be exact, it's the beginning of love I thought.

In fact, love existed as early as two years later.

It's strange, but it's true that our love has already existed two years after we first met.

But it doesn't matter. Before I met her, I thought I was only half alive.

What is half alive? ——I can't find the meaning of existence. I just eat, sleep, paint and make money step by step.

However, at that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Isn't life like this? As long as you live - no, no, I found out later that the world is more colorful than the sketchpad.

She is like one of the three primary colors, with colorful light, can bring out a variety of different colors of life.

That's the real light.

I have to say thank you to me in the past and remember to me in the future Forget it, waer is crying again. I have to change his diaper - "

creak!

The door of the study rang lightly, and Qin Guanglin closed his notebook warily and looked back.

"Dad, what are you doing secretly?" Qin Anya came over mysteriously as if she had found a little secret.

"Go, have you learned English by heart? If you don't get into No.1 middle school, your mother will be angry! "

Qin Guanglin is very upset. The child is not as honest as he was when he was a child. When he wants to be promoted to high school, he idles around all day and peeks at what her father is doing in his study.

"Oh, I've come to ask you to eat, and I'll carry it after dinner."

"You go first."

Watching his daughter walk out step by step, Qin Guanglin takes out the small lock from the drawer, carefully locks the notebook, and then puts it on the top shelf.

After having a son, he didn't know how to have an amateur interest. Maybe he was influenced by it. He became more and more fond of scratching on the pen pole. At the beginning, he just kept a diary to record the growth of his daughter and son. Later, he didn't like it and began to write to his future self. Of course, he couldn't see it to them, but he didn't want to. He locked it like a thief and only showed it to himself.

Fortunately, I don't like fishing. It's said that a sudden love of fishing is a sign of the loss of sexual desire Although not very understand, but can avoid it.

Xiao Yu didn't want a second child. It's scary to think about it.

"You've been giving birth in hiding for a long time?" Why not supervise the brothers and sisters to wash their hands? In fact, Qin Anyi is the only one who wants to supervise them. When they all sit down, Qin Guanglin dawdles out of his study.

"Well, give them another sister, and fight poison with poison."

Qin Guanglin sat on the ground and dug his ears with his little finger. Before he took his chopsticks, he could see why he was staring at him. He had no choice but to get up and wash his hands.

We have to set a good example for our children.

"Go to grandma's tomorrow Anya, remember, just hold her arm and let her move in. Anyi, if grandma doesn't come over, you'll cry. Remember, it's up to your sister and brother. "

Why not take chopsticks and tell them to take the old lady over.

"I see."

"Yes, yes."

Eight year old Qin An Yi holds a bowl and nods.

"You said that when the old street was demolished, it was not so troublesome?" Qin Guanglin sat down after washing his hands.

"The key is that she hasn't been demolished. Last time I saw that she was loose. Tomorrow I guess I can pack up and move it directly. You can tidy up that room later."

"Oh, it's up to you."

A family of four finish their meal slowly. Qin Anya recites the words in a low voice on the balcony with her book in her arms to prepare for high school. Why not supervise Qin Anyi and reluctantly take out her primary school textbook and do her homework on the desk.

There is no chance to copy homework. It's so hard for my mother to be her own teacher.

Like a leader, Qin Guanglin wandered around with his hands behind his back. He nodded his head with satisfaction. Why don't he give him a white look? "Come and teach him."

"No, I'm just full. I can't be angry."

“……” Qin Guanglin as like as two peas in

, who had taught his son to do homework, was almost completely broken. He was not as smart as his elder sister. If he was not as old as he was, he even suspected that he had been mistaken in the hospital.

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Beifei road is the same as it used to be. It's just that there are a lot of old people and old women on the street. What they should go is gone, and the new ones are on the top. Only a few familiar faces are left.Uncle pan left the year before last. After he left the old pan convenience store, there was a new person at the door. Like his father, brother pan, who was in his fifties, was sitting there with a Maza to guard the family property. It was like Uncle pan, who was young when Qin Guanglin was a child.

Qin Guanglin's broken Audi is well maintained. It's still driving. He doesn't plan to change the car. He slowly stops at beifei Road, and the family gets off the car.

"Auntie Wang, with so many dishes, there are guests at home?"

"Yes, come here..." Auntie Wang looked at the door of the Qin family and motioned to Nunu in the distance, "won't you go yet?"

The two families are neighbors and have a close relationship. It's very clear that Qin's mother lives in the old house and doesn't want to move there.

"Pick her up today."

"Come on, come back often if you have nothing to do."

Auntie Wang greets her and goes back home with her vegetable basket. In fact, in her opinion, it's good that Qin's mother is healthy now, and she dances square dance with them every day. If she wants to move there, she doesn't have many acquaintances, so it's better to stay here.

She doesn't mix much with her neighbors' family affairs. She just talks a little when they gossip.

"I just saw Xiao Qin and his family. They have children and women. It's nice to see them..."

Back home, Aunt Wang went into the kitchen and talked to her son.

Xiao pangdun'er has been graduating for four years. With a short beard, he is getting fat again, and some of them are listless sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Xiao Qin?" The visiting relatives are curious.

"Oh, neighbor, that family is very good. Not to mention, I watched the child grow up. When I was a child, sometimes I failed in the exam, and the one who was beaten by his mother cried Tut tut. " Auntie Wang shook her head. It's true that the little fart boy is now in his forties. She has both sons and daughters. She's living so fast.

"Did you learn from brother Qin's family when you beat me before?" Asked chubby, sitting on the sofa.

"That's right, or you can go to college? I can't go to high school. "

Auntie Wang is very proud of this. Now her son paints at home, which is similar to Qin Guanglin before. He is a painter and works in art.

You have face.

"What does Xiao Pang do now?" Asked the relative.

"No job." The fat man slumped on the sofa.

"It's been several years since I graduated, isn't it?"?! Why haven't you worked yet? "

The relative exaggerates to exclaim a, Dynasty Aunt Wang son way: "can't find?"? What do you study in university? I'll see if I can introduce one to him. At least it's a bit of income. "

"Learn to draw." Auntie Wang doesn't care. Painting at home is also a job.

"Well? What about the technology? "

"Quite..."

"Cough!" The fat man coughed hard on the sofa.

"Quite It's pretty average. " Auntie Wang stopped boasting and said, "I skip classes and surf the Internet every day. I play basketball with people. I don't go to class very much."

Since the second uncle drew fat duner to paint a portrait for half a month last time, the mother and the son have made three rules to avoid boasting with others.

"No class? What are you doing in college? " Relatives hate iron but not steel.

"Well She said Auntie Wang pointed to the small garden that had just come out of the studio and was still stretching.

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“……”

To small garden muddleheaded ground wink, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Wash your hands and face and wait for dinner."