Wife Please Be Obedient - Chapter 382

After talking about Xiao Anya’s cradle and stopping, she did not call Qin Guanglin Canadian dollars any more, but obediently came down and stood aside.

She can only play twice a day at most, and she has already squandered the evening’s share.

Qin Guanglin hung up the phone, picked up his daughter and looked at the street. The big sun was in the sky, and the air on the ground was distorted. It was already so hot in June.

“Will you give me a drink?”

“it is good!”

“Then let’s go.”

One young and one student followed the shade of the sidewalk to the school. In the middle of the journey, Qin Guanglin offered six cups of milk tea—what’s the matter with a cup of kumquat lemon, and asked her to take the others to the office for colleagues.

When I was pregnant, I was taken care of by others in the office. I occasionally brought a small snack or milk tea. It didn’t cost much, everyone was happy.

Well, Anya will go to school here in the future…

Seeing that the time was not far from the end of get out of class, Qin Guanglin took the milk tea to the gate and waited, sending a message by the way.

With the ringing of the crisp bells, students from every classroom came out, and the campus that had just been silent suddenly became noisy, and the students ran happily wearing school uniforms.

“Do you want Anya to go to school?”

“miss you!”

“Grow up, will you send you to school next year, OK?” Qin Guanglin began to vaccinate her.

I’m five years old next year, and it’s time to go to kindergarten, so just don’t cry.

“Knowing that she wants to nibble on everything she sees now, she deliberately teased her.”

Why not come over after class and make up your face in class and complain to Qin Guanglin.

“Your daughter is not stupid. If she smells something stinky, she must know it is not the same thing.”

Qin Guanglin didn’t worry at all, and helped her pass the milk tea through the railing. “Whatever you want to eat at night, I’ll go shopping for groceries. You can just go back to cook after get off work.”

“eat you.”

“Don’t eat Dad.”

“Where is the child…is there any way to be a teacher?” Qin Guanglin said solemnly.

A mother in her thirties, who is still like a little girl, is not as stable as herself.

“It’s too hot, go back quickly, and buy what you want to eat.”

“Okay… I’ll go home and wait for you.”

Holding his daughter and watching why he could bring milk tea back, Qin Guanglin turned and left, humming a little tune, went to the supermarket for a stroll, and then went home.

“Anya, call her father.”

“father.”

“Hey.”

Sitting on the sofa, closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Qin Guanglin got up and went to the study to find the fragmentary inspiration that he wrote down in his hand.

There is no new work for most of the year, not because he is tired, but because he is not sure to paint the sequel “Daughter” like “Wife”.

The enthusiasm at that time still remains, but if the painting is not good, readers will not buy it, which is tantamount to word-of-mouth; if you continue to paint other “Daughters”, it would be a chronic suicide on Chen Rui’s platform-“Wife” His popularity is too high, and he is framed here, because readers’ expectations are too high, and his transformation is much more difficult than others.

The love is deep and the responsibility is arduous, and the works drawn by others at 70 points will be praised, but if he does not reach 90 points, it will disappoint the readers.

No matter what industry has a mid-life crisis, Qin Guanglin lamented that now there is a dilemma. There are only two ways to go. One is to draw anything on the platform of Chen Rui, to eat the old dividends and pensions, and the reputation slowly wears off. Publish “Daughter” Bo Yibo and see if I can take it to the next level.

As for changing the platform… that is not in his consideration, not to mention that the original long-term appointment was completed in Chen Rui’s five full-length chapters. Given Chen Rui’s current situation, he cannot leave at this time.

——Now Chen Rui’s company is struggling, and he is in urgent need of explosive works to help him open the situation.

“Daughter” must be moved.

…

Xiao Yu’s life is getting better.

It was a good thing to get married and have children to buy a house, but only those who have really felt the pressure can understand it.

Now I have a stable job, and I have paid off the money I borrowed from buying a house. I just need to pay the bank loan on time. My son starts elementary school and doesn’t need anyone to look after him, which is a complete relaxation.

The hardest time has passed.

After lying on the table to calculate the accounts for nearly half a year, Xiao Yu was surprised to find that there was still a lot of money left, and it was good for the couple to work together to make money.

“Son, go, find your mother for 600, so I want to buy a throwing rod.” He raised his head to Xiao Xiaoyu happily, “Wait for my father to teach you fishing on the weekend.”

Life has finally become better, fishing to tease the baby and his wife, this is the life of the gods.

Envy other anglers.

Squinting his eyes and leaning on the back of the chair, he fantasized for a while, and there was a rubbing sound outside, and the son dragged the toolbox in.

“You take it yourself.”

“?”

Xiao Yu was excited. Could this be where Zhou Nan hid his private money?

Well, Zhou Nan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, didn’t expect to do this kind of thing.

He jumped up from the chair, looked at the door and closed the door, rubbing his hands and squatting down to search…

“What about the money?”

Xiao Yu searched twice without giving up, but found nothing.

“My mother said no, give you a hammer.”

“…”

Too much deception!

“Go, I’ll take you there!”

Zhou Nan was cutting vegetables in the kitchen. Seeing Xiao Yu coming in, she couldn’t help but stop her rhythm. “What are you doing?”

“That…” Xiao Yu blinked, “I want to teach my son to fish. You don’t always say that, no matter how poor you are, you can’t be poorly educated. I have to…well, educate him, be versatile and develop in many ways.”

“You teach me.”

“Teacher needs to have tools, I can’t just whisper over there~ shout, make a move and catch the fish, right.”

Zhou Nan was puzzled. He took a knife and took a look at the corner of the living room. “Don’t you have a fishing rod? You have to buy a new one to catch it?”

“If you want to catch a big fish, you have to change a new rod. Do you think I used the one that was too big? Every time I have no finger length…”

“Can’t catch a fish monster pole.”

Zhou Nan didn’t bother to expose him, “Three hundred, are there too many.”

“Three hundred is enough…”

“Do you want?”

“want.”

Xiao Yu is decisive.

…

On weekends, why not take Anya with Gu Xiaoqing, Qin Guanglin was dragged out by Xiao Yu, and spent the afternoon playing on the edge of the Luo River.

The flat stone was thrown out forcefully, jumping happily on the water, causing ripples, and finally sinking to the bottom.

“Why are you playing this without fishing? Are you fighting again?”

“This is fun.”

Xiao Yu kept silent and didn’t mention anything, so he wanted to eat Qin Guanglin for dinner.

I don’t want to go back to eat anyway, I am angry.

“Oh… what do you mean by marriage?” Shaking his sour right hand, Xiao Yu sighed on the bank and looked at the river.

“Why is it so deep, so noisy?”

“…Can you stop talking about quarreling, just want our brother to have fun.”

“What are you playing with? Playing with rocks?” Qin Guanglin picked up a piece of stone and threw it vigorously. “You can’t throw it as far as I did.”

“…”

“You must have quarreled because of what?”

“No noise!”

Xiao Yu refused to accept it.