Dad, please try harder

In healthy science family education, parents cannot punish their children for telling the truth.

However, they can be punished because they do not study seriously, are addicted to games or TV, are not polite, etc.

Judging from Qian Quan's current situation, he is likely to set a precedent of being beaten up by his father because he walked in the door with his left foot first.

Putting this aside, he had just verified one thing, that is, the bonus his father received was indeed expanded tenfold and then credited to his card.

30,000 yuan is almost enough for his two-year college tuition and living expenses!

This system... can handle it, and it will really make money if you have it.

As for the 1,000 yuan my father kept privately, my mother didn't really care. There was still some tacit understanding between the couple in this regard.

However, my mother still vaguely reminded my father not to engage in such small tricks in the future. My mother believed that this was not a matter of private money, but an issue of attitude.

She doesn't want to be the kind of wife who overwhelms her husband, nor does she want her husband to portray her as a "strict wife".

Dad eventually revealed the truth. It turned out that he had taken a fancy to a bookstore owner's family chess game, and the owner asked for 1,000 yuan.

After his mother learned the truth, she gave him another 1,000 yuan and said, "You can use this 1,000 yuan to buy chess records. You can do whatever you like with the 1,000 yuan you keep for yourself."

This time I can't handle my father.

In fact, sometimes for men, the salary they pay is their responsibility, and the private money they keep secretly is their freedom.

Once private money is made public, that feeling disappears.

Qian Quan witnessed the whole process and quietly gave his mother a thumbs up.

What is pinching, this is it!

With the matter resolved like this, Dad naturally had no reason to trouble Qian Quan anymore, but he was curious about Qian Quan's knowledge of the 3,000 yuan bonus.

Qian Quan could only vaguely say that he had vaguely seen the notice somewhere and passed it by.

Dad didn't dig into it either.

After chatting with his parents for a while, Qian Quan returned to his room.

He logged into the ICBC app again and saw 30,000 yuan lying quietly inside, which was real and valid.

The stone in my heart fell to the ground, and I began to think about how to buy something for my parents and Ding Linlang reasonably and without being suspected.

An idea soon came to mind.

He logged out of the ICBC app, logged into the QQ account "Zhidaoren", and decided to go to the "Manmu Linlang" book club group to chat.

Not surprisingly, the chat history is already 99.

He was originally going to ignore it as usual, but he saw that the author "Lin Lang" was also participating in the chat.

So he started to climb the stairs and pulled up, and was shocked to find that the topic of the evening was actually caused by him.

Around the time when he and Ding Linlang took the bus home, Ding Linlang asked a question in her book club.

Lin Lang: "I would like to ask a boy who has just lost his love, what would be a better birthday gift for him?"

As soon as this question came up, the group immediately exploded. Book friends asked who the boy was, where he lived, his measurements, height, whether he had any photos, and whether he could be beaten...

Lin Lang: "It's just a small one, don't think about it. [Embarrassed expression]"

Night Cat Meow Meow: "So these are childhood sweethearts?"

Lin Lang: "Barely so, but we are just buddies, very pure, no ambiguity."

Zhi Qiao: "Above friends, but not enough lovers?"

Lin Lang: "...it's not that complicated. Don't go off topic."

At this point, everyone got back to business and began to seriously discuss what gifts boys like.

"No boy can refuse a game console, give him a PSP!"

"Lang Da can give you a small set of screwdrivers to try. My boyfriend bought a set and I can play with it for a day."

"A toy gun or an Ultraman figure will do..."

"No one mentioned basketball shoes. I feel you can never go wrong giving boys basketball shoes."

"Let me tell you one thing, drones. I think most boys will like them."

…

Qian Quan looked at the various answers and felt both amused and touched. This feeling of being secretly valued was really subtle.

He also joined in the fun and replied: "Give me a Cullinan as a gift. I believe no boy can refuse the Cullinan."

Lin Lang: "Taoist, shut up!"

Qian Quan first responded with a [sinister] expression, and then asked: "But I am very curious about one thing, Lang Da, why did you still fall out of love when you were such an outstanding childhood sweetheart like you?"

Lin Lang: "As I said, he and I are just buddies! We are not each other's cup of tea..."

I don’t know: “What type of food does Lang Da have?”

Lin Lang: "You can make me look up to you in every aspect."

I don’t know: “What specific aspects?”

Lin Lang: "Height, basketball, chess, talent, etc. In short, my ideal person must be an unparalleled hero."

Don’t you know: “Then I will come to marry you under the colorful auspicious clouds?”

Lin Lang: "That's too much. Just fly a helicopter."

I don’t know people: “…What should I do if I can’t meet such a person?”

After Qian Quan asked, he thought she would stay single for the rest of her life. Unexpectedly, after a while, she replied: "Of course there can be exceptions."

I don’t know people: “What exception?”

Lin Lang: "Then we can't say it..."

At this time, other book friends who were peeping at the screen began to answer the conversation.

Nan Bowan: "I'm sorry, this is the exception."

Eyes full of black silk: "I'm sorry, this is the exception."

Bei Jiaren: "I'm sorry, this is the exception."

…

Qian Quan looked at everyone's chat frequency, shook his head and smiled, and was about to copy the queue when he suddenly got excited and slapped himself lightly. What was I thinking? That's his half-brother!

The group chatted for a while, and then Lin Lang replied, "Thank you for your suggestions, I'll do the coding," and then withdrew.

Qian Quan also quit his account and started reading novels.

…

The next day, Qian Quan accompanied his father to Xin'an Bookstore to buy chess records.

On the way, my father suddenly talked about what happened last night again: "Shitou, I'm really happy that you were able to tell the truth to your mother last night, but I didn't like your tone and attitude at that time. You almost made me and you

Mom can’t even get off stage.”

"Dad, I really didn't mean it..."

Dad shook his head noncommittally and said, "Actually, your mother discussed the issue of a second child with me not long ago. She said that she envied those who had both children and wanted a daughter. I originally considered your mother's age, so

I firmly disagree, but thinking about your performance last night, I am a little shaken..."

Qian Quan was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Dad, I was really wrong."

"Actually, it's not all because of you. It was your mother who said that if we want to go to our daughter's house to visit relatives, we won't have anywhere to go."

"You can come to my house."

"What do you call visiting your son's house to visit relatives? Besides, if you get married to Linlang in the future, our two families are just two streets apart. Let alone visiting relatives, it's just called visiting."

Qian Quan suddenly stopped and looked at his father in disbelief: "Linlang and I are getting married? What are you thinking? How can Linlong and I get married? There is no way we can get along well?"

Dad had a look on his face that meant he could see through the situation but didn't say anything. He chuckled and walked forward on his own.

Qian Quan was stunned for a few seconds and quickly caught up with him.

As soon as the two of them entered the bookstore, Qian Quan saw a tall, familiar figure with refreshing short hair and a white T-shirt standing in front of the row of chess bookshelves.

Ding Linlang.