Wife Please Be Obedient

Chapter 27

The Internet is really a good thing.

In the past, teachers could only listen to what they taught, but now it's different. Qin Guanglin's computer has a bunch of classroom videos of famous professors downloaded from the Internet, not only in arts, but also in sociology and archaeology.

If you continue to study, you can certainly hear the lectures of these academic leaders, but it's a waste of time to go to class just because you are interested. It's best now. It's also a pleasure to look at their style in your spare time.

It's Qin Guanglin's pleasure to broaden his knowledge and have a deeper understanding of the places he's interested in. Watching their lecture videos often gives him a feeling of enlightenment.

Anyone who is top in his own field will have a different way of thinking from ordinary people. Learning this way of thinking is the best way to broaden his horizons. Of course, it will also improve his cognitive level.

After reading the big brother's explanation of western culture for a while, Qin Guanglin went to search the papers about the differences between Chinese and Western views on love. He seemed to be a little confused, so he thought and fell asleep.

May 20, light rain.

Qin Guanglin got up and went to the window with a sigh. This ghost weather is definitely not suitable. Why don't you go out to play.

He went back to bed and touched his cell phone. As usual, he had already said good morning to him. He replied. After thinking about it, he arranged his clothes and planned to go out alone.

Out of the room, Qin's mother was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper. She saw him come out and say, "there is porridge in the pot."

"Oh, good."

Qin Ma looked down at the newspaper again. After a while, she remembered one thing: "there is a plate of pickles in the refrigerator. It's delicious. Why not make it?"

That appearance is not bought outside, but made with white radish.

"Right." Qin Guanglin remember why not say to get a small pickled vegetables, should be that one.

"I'll let her come home to teach me how to make it another day. It's good to have dinner."

"All right." Qin Guanglin came out with a bowl of porridge and said, "don't let her know what I said to you yesterday."

"Your mother is not stupid."

Qin's mother didn't think much of it. She didn't take it seriously. She wanted to get married before she fell in love. She was still too young.

But then again, it's good to be successful. Today's young people are all spoiled. Why don't you think this girl is really much better than most people Thinking of this, Qin's mother asked with a smile, "how are you going to marry?"

"Just Just That's it. " Qin Guanglin got stuck twice and didn't say why.

"What's that like?"

"Well It's natural to get married after a long association. "

Qin Ma hissed: "a long association is more likely to end up breaking up."

"Bah, bah, bah, how can it be?" Qin Guanglin felt that his mother was deliberately blocking himself.

"Why not?" Qin's mother put down the newspaper and turned around, ready to have a good break with him, "you see, why don't you still go to school and graduate soon.

When she gets out of school and starts to work, she will see more people and improve her vision. Society is different from school. There are a lot of excellent people, tut tut... "

The more Qin Guanglin listened, the more wrong he was. It made sense to think about it carefully. He could not drink half a bowl of porridge in his hand, so he simply put it on the table, "what should I do?"

"What does she like about you?" Qin Ma incarnated as an emotional expert and began to help with the analysis.

"I don't know."

"That's over." Qin Ma shakes her head. "I don't know which day I will break up."

"Don't curse me."

Qin Guanglin thought for a while, "she wants to be a teacher. There are only a few teachers in the school, so there shouldn't be any excellent ones?"

"To be a teacher?" Qin's mother has a special liking for the profession of teacher. "Then you have to hold fast. It's hard to find such a good girl."

"You have to help me. I have no idea. I'm too passive." Qin Guanglin was a little nervous by what his mother had just said, and he was not at ease.

"You wait for me to think."

Seeing that Qin's mother fell into thinking, Qin Guanglin took the porridge and poured it into his mouth. He cleaned up the table and sat opposite her, waiting for instructions.

"Do you know her friend? Or does she know your friend? " Asked mother Qin.

Qin Guanglin shook his head, "I don't know."

"That's no good. Your circle of friends must meet. That's good for development."

"It seems reasonable."

"Do you have any hobbies in common?" Mother Qin asked again.

"Read a book."

"No, it's too few." Qin Ma, an emotional expert, put forward guiding opinions: "the more interests you have in common, the better. It's better to do it together."

Qin Guanglin patted his thigh, "yes! Why didn't I think of that? "

"Because you're stupid." Mother Qin despised her.

"What else? Teach me more. ""I'll have to think about it and let you know when I think about it."

After sitting for a long time, Qin Guanglin knew that he was in a hurry, so he found an umbrella to go out.

"You want to. I'll go out for a walk." He said to his mother, "I won't come back for lunch."

"Where?"

"Take a stroll along the Luohe River."

Leisure is also leisure. It's better to take a stroll by the river to pick up the wind. The Luohe River is of great significance to the city of Los Angeles. The landscape paintings about the Luohe River will never worry about selling - of course, they have to be well painted.

Whether it's in love or marriage, money is indispensable.

When he went out with an umbrella, the road outside was a little wet. There were not many people on the street. He was in a hurry. Little fat Dun squatted in front of Laopan's convenience store to tease black charcoal. When he saw Qin Guanglin, he yelled: "brother Lin! I'll take the black charcoal painting to the competition tomorrow! "

"Well, come back with a prize." Qin Guanglin answered.

What are the prizes for primary schools? pencil-box? eraser?

The little fat man is full of confidence. "I'm sure I'll win the prize. I'll give it to you then."

"Keep it for yourself."

Qin Guanglin declined his kindness and walked slowly to the bus station. What he thought was what Qin's mother said after graduation. It seemed that the campus feelings were very fragile?

Making yourself better is the right way.

The dense drizzle makes a slight noise on the umbrella. The cars next to him will not splash on the road, but the tires will still bring mud beads. He tries to walk on the extreme side of the road.

There are many people waiting for the bus under the awning of the bus station. Maybe some of them are just taking shelter from the rain. Several people don't have umbrellas in their hands.

Instead of taking up the few shelter from the rain, Qin Guanglin stood beside the bus station with an umbrella, quietly watching the bus coming, pausing for a moment to let the passengers get on the bus and drive away.

The bus is like a giant tin monster. Every stop has to eat a few people. Qin Guanglin suddenly has the idea of buying a car. It's not only convenient, but also convenient. Why don't you crowd around in the bus.

He knows why he doesn't like to have any physical contact with people. When she is outside, she will try her best to put money on the table or counter, whether it's handing things to others or paying for them. She rarely hands it to others directly.

After thinking about his savings, Qin Guanglin thinks it's feasible. Without affecting his life, he can buy a middle-class car next year as soon as he can. Anyway, he got his driver's license when he was in college.