Dad, please try harder

Evening, Qian's house.

Qian Wenlin was sitting on the bedside reading a book.

After a while, his wife Yang Yuhua finished washing and came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.

Qian Wenlin put the book on the bedside table and told his wife that he was talking to two children at the entrance of Mingzhu Zoo today about practicing qigong in the past.

"I told Shitou and Linlang about this." Yang Yuhua spoke openly and sat on the bed.

"That's not the point I want to talk about," Qian Wenlin thought about his words. "What I want to talk about is the changes in the stone."

"What change?"

"Do you remember what I told you before that Shi Shi has suddenly grown up since he got the college admission notice?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I feel like this again today, and so does Linlang. I feel like these two children are ordering me today, using the words I taught them before to make chicken soup for me."

Yang Yuhua, on the other hand, had an expression of "I don't understand this" and said: "Is this difficult to understand? We have all come from such a young age, and we still don't understand their little thoughts?"

"What little idea?"

"Do you think it's possible for Shitou and Linlang to be together in the future?"

"Of course, isn't this the consensus of our two families? It's a perfect match."

"Yes, but think about it, what does Linlang's family do? They opened such a big furniture store, and Linlang herself was admitted to Fudan University. The gap is getting wider and wider. Can our son be free from pressure?"

"It's really possible when you say that." Qian Wenlin agreed with his wife's judgment, "Then you can allocate some money to me from the bonus, and I will buy back the Wing Chun wooden mannequin. I want to show some attitude to the children.

Look, inspire them with practical actions and teach them by words and deeds!”

"So that's why you're talking so much about it?"

"No, I do it for my son." Qian Wenlin's fatherly love is as strong as a mountain.

"approve."

"Honey, Shengming!" Qian Wenlin praised, looking at his wife with love in his eyes, "Honey, I think you are particularly beautiful tonight, what's going on?"

"Stop talking so much."

"No, I won a bonus of 50,000 yuan today, but my wife didn't say anything at all?"

"Turn off the lights and go to sleep."

"okay."

…

Qian Wenlin's 50,000 yuan bonus brought happiness to this family of three that lasted for almost three days.

Three days later, life returned to its usual peace.

One fact is that money can indeed bring happiness to people and increase happiness, but that happiness has a time limit and limit. When the money and the items it buys become your established assets, that extra happiness and

The novelty begins to wane until it disappears and becomes ordinary.

In addition, people in different economic classes have different levels of happiness when they receive the same amount of money.

To put it simply, if Jack Ma gets 10 million and Dr. Yin gets 10 million, their subjective happiness cannot be the same. The former may be happy for two or three seconds, while the latter may maintain a high level of happiness for a long time.

(convinced).

However, in terms of long-term experience, its impact is not as great as imagined. When you buy a luxury car, move into a mansion, and open a few bottles of Maotai... you will soon feel that all this is ordinary (doubtful).

At the moment, Qian Quan's happiness about Chad's bonus is also fading, but it has not completely faded away and is still in the stage of enjoying it secretly.

Of course, the main reason is that his money has not been used yet and the gifts he wants to buy have not been bought yet.

According to research, when you sincerely give a gift, you will be no less happy than the person who received the gift. (Note 1)

From this perspective, people's real and long-lasting happiness comes from loving interactions with the people you care about.

However, before Qian Quan could buy the gift, he received a gift first.

His chess friend Hu Ye gave him a phone number:

"This number is my son-in-law's private number. Not many people know it. If you go to Zhonghai to study in the future, if you want to continue to find a part-time job or if you need help with anything, you can call this number."

Qian Quan now also has a certain understanding of Mr. Hu. He knows that his daughter, Zhao Baiyu's mother, went to high school in Wanghuai No. 1 Middle School. He also knows that his son-in-law is doing business in Zhonghai, and the business is quite big.

As for more details and specific information, Mr. Hu did not disclose it, and Qian Quan did not ask further questions.

The sense of boundaries is an important principle in interacting with people.

And the friendship between gentlemen pays more attention to the point.

"Bai Yu will also study at Zhonghai University in the future. If you have the opportunity, we can go out together." Mr. Hu said politely.

"Well," Qian Quan naturally wouldn't refuse, "By the way, Bai Yu does sports, does she? I feel like she has a sassy aura about her."

"Have you noticed? It seems that she still hasn't mastered her kung fu." Mr. Hu said with a smile.

"What do you say?"

"She practices Chinese martial arts under Master Gong Xuanzhu. Now she has achieved some success, but she has not yet returned to her original nature, otherwise others won't be able to see it."

"So that's it." Qian Quan thought to himself, no wonder Master Hu dared to be so generous and let him ask Zhao Baiyu to play with him. It turned out that she was a heroine from a famous family.

…

The Wing Chun wooden mannequin Qian Wenlin bought arrived the next day.

I don't know whether he wanted to prove himself to Qian Quan and Ding Linlang, or to realize his dream. After arriving at the wooden dummy, he really started studying and practicing seriously every day.

I also bought books and downloaded instructional videos.

Qian Quan and Ding Linlang also practiced and played, pretending to play with the wooden dummy.

"The wooden dummy is the most profound routine of Wing Chun. There are 116 movements in total. It is mainly used to cultivate practical awareness, enhance the ability to coordinate offense and defense of hands and feet, and maximize the level of technical combat. Only after you have mastered it can it be effective when you practice it." Qian

Wen Lin briefly popularized the science.

"Uncle, do you mean to buy this wooden mannequin too early?"

"That's not true. Doesn't it look professional with this prop? Besides, I didn't plan to practice very deeply, so I'll just take the best one and get the best of it."

"It makes sense." Ding Linlang nodded and looked at Qian Quan, "Qian Quan, let's compete to see who can learn the basic routine of 'Little Thoughts' first."

"Why do you want to compete in everything?"

"Aren't you a genius? Do you dare to compete?"

"Don't be afraid, if I win you will call me brother."

"Okay, you lost?"

"I call you brother."

"That's not necessary. If you lose, you promise me something."

"What's up?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think about it later."

"It's a deal."

After the two said this, they also gave a ritual high-five as an alliance.

The cicadas are chirping, and time is like water.

In the blink of an eye, it was Thursday, August 10th, and Qian Quan paid his salary.

Including overtime and other things, KFC paid him more than 1,900 yuan in total.

This is not the point. The point is that Qian Quan can finally buy gifts for his parents and Ding Linlang reasonably.

The gift for my father is a pair of custom-made leather shoes made by Qianli Leather Shoe Workshop.

The gifts for mother and Ding Linlang are a pair of sandals and a white trendy T-shirt respectively.

He went to the only poppy fashion store in Wanghuai to buy it.

The three gifts cost more than 1,800 yuan in total, and with less than 100 yuan left, I went to a street stall and bought myself two pairs of large pants.

When dad, mom and Ding Linlang received the gifts, they were still surprised.

"Have you spent all your monthly salary?" Mom felt a little distressed.

"Well, this is my wish. The first salary must be used to buy gifts for you."

"Didn't you say you were going to earn college living expenses?" Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan closely with her bright eyes.

"Buying gifts for you is also part of my life." Qian Quan's answer was so natural.

Qian Wenlin and Yang Yuhua were filled with joy. Yang Yuhua said to her husband:

"Old Qian, I think our son has really grown up."

Ding Linlang was secretly thinking,

I will definitely keep this T-shirt for many, many years...

It was late in the fall and the weather was still hot.

Many years later, this summer,

They still remember.

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