Wife Please Be Obedient

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 downloaded from the Internet by well-known professors. Not only art, but other sociological archeology and other aspects are preserved.

If you continue your studies, you can certainly hear the lectures of these academic leaders, but it would be a waste of time to go to classes just because of interest. This is the best way now. It is also an enjoyment to look at their style in your free time.

Broaden the scope of knowledge and learn more about the places of interest. This is what Qin Guanglin's fun is. Watching their lecture videos often feels like a blur.

Anyone who is top-notch in his field will have a different way of thinking from ordinary people. Learning this way of thinking is the best way to broaden your horizons. Of course, you will also get a cognitive improvement.

After watching a big man explain Western culture, Qin Guanglin went to search for papers on the differences between Chinese and Western love concepts. He seemed to understand but fell asleep like that.

On May 20th, light rain.

Qin Guanglin got up and went to the window and sighed secretly. This horrible weather is definitely not suitable for the contract. Why go out to play, disturbing.

Turned back to the bed and touched the phone, why not say good morning to him as usual, he replied, after thinking about it, tidying up and dressing, planning to go out alone.

After leaving the room, Madam Qin was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper, and she greeted him when she came out, "There is porridge in the pot."

"okay."

Mother Qin looked down at the newspaper again, and after a while she remembered something: "There is a plate of pickles in the refrigerator that is delicious. Why did you make it?"

At first glance, it was not bought from outside, but made from white radish.

"Right." Qin Guanglin remembered why he wanted to make a small pickle, it should be that plate.

"Let her come to the house to teach me how to make it another day. It's a good meal."

"Okay." Qin Guanglin came out with a bowl of porridge, and said, "Don't let her know what I told you yesterday."

"Your mother is not stupid."

Mother Qin didn't take it seriously, she didn't take it seriously, she didn't have a word in her character, she wanted to get married when she fell in love, and the silly boy was still too young.

But having said that, it’s not bad if you really can do it. Now the young and young are spoiled, why not this girl is really much better than the average person... Thinking of this, Qin Ma couldn’t help but ask with a smile: "How do you plan to marry?"

"Just...just...just like that." Qin Guanglink snapped twice and didn't say why.

"What is it like?"

"Uh... after a long time we will get married."

Qin Ma snorted: "The more likely result is a breakup after a long association."

"Bah, baah, how could it be possible?" Qin Guanglin felt that his mother had deliberately blocked himself.

"Why is it impossible?" Madam Qin put down the newspaper and turned around, ready to talk to him, "Look, why not go to school now and graduate soon.

After she leaves school and starts to work, there will be more people who have seen her, and her vision will definitely improve. The society is different from school. There are a lot of outstanding people who grab a lot of them. Tsk..."

As Qin Guanglin listened to it, the taste became more wrong. It made sense to think about it. He couldn't drink half of the porridge in his hand, so he simply put it on the table, "What should I do?"

"What does she like about you?" Qin Ma turned into an emotional expert and began to help analyze.

"I do not know either."

"That's over." Qin Ma shook her head, "I might break up someday in a daze."

"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. There shouldn't be any outstanding ones, right?"

"Being a teacher?" Madam Qin has an extraordinary affinity for the profession of a teacher, "Then you have to hurry up, it's hard to find such a good girl."

"You have to help me, I don't have a clue at all, I am too passive." Qin Guanglin was a little nervous when Qin Ma said just now, and his heart was not at ease.

"You wait for me to think about it."

Seeing Qin Ma lost in thought, Qin Guanglin picked up the porridge and poured it into her mouth, tidied up the table and sat across from her, waiting to receive instructions.

"Do you know her friend? Or does she know your friend?" Qin Ma asked.

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

"That won't work, your circle of friends must have intersections, so that's good for development."

"It seems reasonable."

"Do you have a common hobby?" Qin Ma asked again.

"Reading."

"No, too little." Qin Ma, an emotional expert, put forward guiding opinions: "The more your common interests, the better. It's best to do it together."

Qin Guanglin patted his thigh, "Yes! Why didn't I expect it?"

"Because you are stupid." Qin Ma despised.

"What else? Teach me more."

"I have to think about it slowly, and I will tell you when I think about it."

Qin Guanglin sat there for a while, knowing that this matter was in a hurry, so he simply found an umbrella and prepared to go out.

"Think about it, I'll go for a walk." He greeted Ma Qin, "I won't come back for lunch at noon."

"Where to go?"

"Wander around Luohe."

I’m just idle. It’s better to go to the riverside to gather some wind. Luohe is of great significance to Los Angeles. Landscape paintings about Luohe will never be sold--of course, you have to paint well.

Whether it's falling in love or getting married, money is indispensable.

Going out with an umbrella, the road outside is a bit wet, there are not many people on the street, and everyone is in a hurry. Xiaopang Dun'er squatted at the entrance of Laopan convenience store to tease Heitan, and saw Qin Guanglin shouting: "Brother Lin! Go to the competition with the painting of Hei Tan!"

"Okay, come back with an award." Qin Guanglin responded.

What are the prizes for elementary schools? Stationery box? Eraser?

Xiaopang Dun'er was full of confidence, "I'll definitely win the prize, I will give you the prize then!"

"Keep it for yourself."

Qin Guanglin declined his kindness and walked slowly toward the bus stop, thinking about what Qin Ma said after graduation. It seemed that the campus relationship was very fragile?

Making yourself better is the right way.

The dense drizzle made a slight noise on the umbrella, and the car next to him would not splash on the road, but the tires would still bring the starting point. He tried to walk on the side of the road.

Many people were squeezed under the awning of the bus station waiting for the bus. Perhaps some of them were simply sheltering from the rain. Several people did not hold umbrellas.

Without taking up the rain shelter, Qin Guanglin stood beside the bus station with an umbrella, quietly watching the bus approaching, paused for a moment to let the passengers board the bus and then drove away.

The bus is like a huge iron monster. Every stop has to eat a few people. Qin Guanglin suddenly became interested in buying a car-not only will it be much more convenient, but it will also make it unnecessary to squeeze in the bus.

He knows why he doesn't like having any physical contact with people. When outside, whether it's handing something to others or paying, she will try to put the money on the table or counter, and rarely hand it to others directly.

After thinking about his savings, Qin Guanglin felt that this was feasible. Without affecting his life, he could buy a middle-grade one with his current income as soon as next year. Anyway, he got his driver's license in college.