Wife Please Be Obedient

at night.

Zhao Qing was lying on the bed, leaning against the pillow, holding her mobile phone.

"Don't tell me, it's quite interesting." She shook her elbow and muttered He Shan. On the phone was Qin Guanglin's public account cartoon.

Why didn't she push this official account to the group during dinner, and now she was fine to find out, watched and watched, more than an hour passed without knowing it.

He Shan was not in the mood to watch that stuff, and was still thinking about it, "You said Xiao Cuan made 80,000 yuan for writing novels..."

"The two have been living together for almost two years, the money is not so clear, 80,000 donated quietly, a bit of contradiction is normal."

"No, I'm not talking about this, this is over." He Shan smacked his mouth, turned around and rubbed her waist twice, and said: "No wonder I didn't even want 200,000 yuan last year. Send it inside and squat... This is really profitable, and it is also really spendable. The total amount of money I donated over the past 30 years is not eight thousand."

"The merits you accumulate by helping people get divorced every day are much more than donating money." Zhao Qing snorted, then continued to enjoy the comics.

Turning to the comment area below, she saw a lot of messages urging marriage, and then she stopped her finger movement and said: "Looking at this cartoon, most of them are the two of them. Occasionally there will be Qin Guanglin and his mother. Look at this, I feel that she is doing pretty well there."

"Who is not picking a good picture of this thing, he will not draw it on the official account when he is really quarreling." He Shan didn't care.

I always feel a little awkward. I have only met Qin Guanglin a few times. I haven't got a good understanding of it. Why not just say that they are getting married?

too suddenly.

He didn't even make a good preparation... Maybe it was because there were too many divorce lawsuits. He didn't think which couple he looked at right now was unreliable. He also wanted to get in touch and understand more, and take his time.

"You know it in normal times. If you can be with such a good person, how can you noisy? You didn't hear Xiaobian and you made a few noises, and then she beat him..."

Zhao Qing put the phone aside, lay down Shun Shun's hair, and sighed: "My lord, you don't need to worry so much. You have lived in this small and broken place for half your life, and you have been in a big city like Xiaojun. It’s different, and I can’t worry about it. People just donate 80,000 yuan. Don’t you understand? People are different. She has her own ideas and life, so she cares about so much."

"Also..."

He Shan thought about it and had to nod his head, "If we were planning to buy a house, you dared to throw so much money out, I had to..."

"What must I do?" Zhao Qing squinted at him.

"It must...it must...not much." He Shan is not stupid, this is an assumption, there is no need to find it unhappy.

Put yourself in and think about it, if you really put this situation in between the two of them, let alone quarreling, you have to say whether the TV phone can be kept.

If it was before marriage, it would be possible to blow it up directly-after marrying such a prodigal wife and returning home, what will the family be ruined in the future?

This is what he worries about, what his sister did...Although he earned his own flowers, there is nothing wrong with it, but his personality and style of work will be difficult to handle after he gets married.

In this way, Qin Guanglin's kid is not bad, he is about to buy a house and get married, and he doesn't take it seriously.

"Should Qin Guanglin come over again this year?" Zhao Qing said suddenly.

"It should be... I came last year, and there is no reason not to come this year."

"This is the prospective brother-in-law?"

He Shan felt a bit of a toothache when he heard this title, "The prospective brother-in-law... isn't it just the prospective brother-in-law."

Qin Guanglin came to carry a grass carp for the first time, and his silly look resurfaced before his eyes.

This kid... is actually pretty real.

...

Father He sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning over his shoulders and looking down at the mobile phone placed on the bed. He flicked his fingers, watching attentively at the Wechat account shared in the group.

Not knowing where he saw it, he giggled, swiped his finger, and moved to the comment area at the end. At a glance, he saw the message urging the two to get married. He suddenly smiled and turned to the next post blankly.

After a while, he continued to giggle again.

...This Nizi seems to have a good time in Los Angeles.

Until two o'clock in the middle of the night, He Shan got up to pee and saw that the light in Dad He's room was still on, so he could not help but knock on the door.

"Dad, you haven't slept yet?"

"Oh, sleep right away."

"For the New Year, don't stay up so late." He Shan probed a glance, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, play with the phone..."

Father He covered the phone with his hand and lay down pretendingly, "Help me turn off the light."

"Oh."

...

When Qin Guanglin arrived in Hecheng, it was the sixth grade.

In the morning it started to set off, and in the afternoon when the sun hadn't set, it was already downstairs.

Why didn't he wait there long ago, wearing a thick down jacket, stomping his feet with his hands in his pockets, a small face was flushed with cold, and the cold mist came out of his mouth and sprayed far away.

"Didn't I call you when it's time?" Qin Guanglin got into the car before he unfastened his seat belt, so he rubbed his hands and exhaled.

"Kiss."

"Can't wait so much?" Qin Guanglin glanced at the He family outside, and leaned over to give her a mouthful. "How long have you waited?"

"After waiting a long time, you have to kiss for a long time."

After his request was met, he stayed in the car and got warmer. The coldness of the whole body had subsided, and he reopened the door and got out of the car, intending to take Qin Guanglin up.

"Wait, I'll book a room first, otherwise it will be over if there is no room at night."

Qin Guanglin grabbed her, drove to the hotel to book the room, and took it back with him. The sun would set, and he opened the trunk and started to give gifts.

"What's this?" Why stand aside and frown.

"you guess."

Ever since Qin Guanglin discovered her secret, he always wanted to see how amazing it was. He pointed to the sack in the trunk and asked her. After a pause, he remembered that this was in Hecheng, and the Xian family was not able to use it, so why not speak before talking. Shrugged again and said: "Pig back seat."

Years ago, he watched a pig-killing conference at the vegetable market. In addition to preparing some meat for the family, he also bought more than half of the pig's back seat, which was more than 40 kilograms, to be sent to the old man's house.

This thing is presented, it is both face-saving and practical, and it is much better than tobacco, alcohol and tea—before they finish eating, every time their family eats meat, they can think of this prospective son-in-law, Baierbang.

"Don't engage in those bells and whistles, this thing is so good." Qin Guanglin raised the sack on his shoulders, and raised his chin, "I will give you some fruit and a box of milk."

"..."

Why didn't he open his mouth without speaking, brought out the fruit and milk, closed the trunk and followed him upstairs.