The guests at home are still women, so it is naturally impossible for Qin Guanglin to accompany him, why not let him cook.
If you come with a male friend, you won't be able to cook with Qin Guanglin, so why not let him accompany you.
So Qin Guanglin rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen, told them to wait, and started chopping vegetables for lunch.
"It seems to be the first time."
He might as well pour a cup of tea and push Gu Xiaoqing over, seeing her looking up at the painting on the wall, said with a smile: "It took him several days to draw it."
"Brother Qin is still an artist." Gu Xiaoqing marveled, the oil painting of He Wu at the seaside hanging on the wall is really eye-catching, even more eye-catching than the wedding photo of the young couple.
"Well, it used to be." He Wei nodded and followed her gaze, "But after painting this painting, he said that he would never paint again... Now he only draws comics, art and so on, that's over."
"Hey... Every time I see you, I have an urge to find someone to fall in love with."
Gu Xiaoqing sighed, played with his hat in his hand, and said, "But I have to calm down, not everyone is like you."
"Almost, for someone like you, it's hard not to be happy."
He might as well laugh, "We are the same kind of people, so let's talk boldly, and there will be good results."
"Which type?"
"smart people."
"Hahaha... Sister He, is this narcissistic?"
"No, I'm serious." He Wei nodded his head with his finger, "You have this quality."
"Thank you, Miss He!"
Gu Xiaoqing didn't care, turned around, and was attracted by the leek-like green plant next to the TV, "Ah, is that just..."
"Yes."
"I also raised a pot, and I'll take a picture for you when it blooms." She touched the leaves and turned back with a smile.
While the two women were chatting, the chubby Qin Guanglin was wearing an apron, and like a housewife, he skillfully stir-fried the dishes and put them on the table, then went back to work in the kitchen.
The aroma of the food soon filled the air, Gu Xiaoqing took a deep breath, and suddenly turned to look at the baby in the stroller.
The child must be very happy in the future.
"Come on, have a taste of my craft. I often see your comments under comics. That 'is Xiaoqing' nickname is you?"
"Wow, you still read the comments, brother Qin, I thought you usually just paint and upload it and leave it alone."
Gu Xiaoqing looked at the two of them in surprise, "Sister He, do you also watch?"
"Occasionally, it's an adaptation of my novel. You must read it."
"Then eat quickly. After eating, show me the place where you work. Are there pens and papers everywhere? The two of you sit on one side, and if you get stuck, just..."
She imagined two people sitting at the corner of the table, one drawing and the other writing novels, the floor was full of waste manuscripts, Cavan was messing with each other, imitating the plots in the book and substituting them...
"No, we rarely work at the same time." He Wu couldn't help laughing, "Eat quickly."
"Yeah... delicious!"
Stars almost appeared in Gu Xiaoqing's eyes, as if he had eaten Xiaodang's luminous egg fried rice, and looked at Fatty Qin with sparkling eyes, making Fatty Qin almost think that this guy fell in love with him.
After dinner.
After visiting the study room, Xiaoqing was satisfied to see Qin Guanglin's unpublished manuscript—she also wanted to make sure that she would not spoil it outside, but after thinking about it, it was all adapted from the novel, and it didn't matter if it was transparent or not.
"Xiaoqing."
"Um?"
He Wu called out, hugged her daughter on the sofa and rocked gently, seeing Gu Xiaoqing looking over, she thought about it, looked down at her daughter's little face, and said: "Do you... want to be her godmother?"
Gu Xiaoqing was stunned, standing on the spot and tilting his head, his eyes turned to the baby in the swaddle.
"I'll be her godmother?... Is that okay?" Her eyes gradually lit up.
"If you agree, of course."
"That...Brother Qin..." Gu Xiaoqing turned to look at the studio.
"It doesn't matter where he is."
"Ah, let me take it easy."
Gu Xiaoqing closed her eyes, walked over to look down at little Anya, and met her dark eyes, a softness gradually appeared on her face.
"I want to be her godmother?"
"do you want?"
"Of course I want to!"
…
Recognizing a relationship is a relatively important matter, and Gu Xiaoqing is not the little girl back then, she is only one year younger than He Wu, and is about to enter middle age, the two of them discussed it seriously, and decided to wait for Anya's birthday to serve wine, and then Let's do this together.
During the six months, Gu Xiaoqing can also think about it carefully, and if he changes his mind at that time, just pretend nothing happened.
At sunset, He Wucai sent Gu Xiaoqing away, waved goodbye, and talked about it with Qin Guanglin when he came back.
"Godmother?" Qin Guanglin was surprised, Xiao Yu wanted to be his daughter's godfather back then.
"Well, the serious one." He Wei looked serious, indicating that it was not a joke.
"Well... well, having multiple mothers isn't a bad thing."
Qin Guanglin shrugged, it was nothing more than a number of relatives, why not usually stay at home, it would be nice to have a very good friend.
He carried his daughter to the balcony to bask in the evening sun, patted her on the back with his big hands, and looked into the distance after putting it down, his eyes fell on the road outside through the luxuriant leaves.
The sound of pots and bowls in the kitchen came from the room. He Wu was preparing dinner. Qin Guanglin frowned. He took out his mobile phone with one free hand and searched for the word godmother. After a long time, he put away the mobile phone and looked at Chang Tian and sighed .
Let her alone.
The night was getting dark and the stars were hanging in the sky. After dinner, the two pushed their daughter for a walk in a stroller. Why not mention Gu Xiaoqing's matter.
"Single all the time? Just like my boss." He seemed a little surprised.
"Do you think they will regret it in the future?" He Wei looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back.
"There's nothing to regret, right? I chose it myself. I'd really regret it if I listened to someone else's arrangement."
"Well, Xiaoqing said that before."
He might as well smile, "I let my daughter recognize her as a godmother, and I can help her reduce some regrets—if she really intends to be single to the end."
Everyone's way of life is reasonable, there is no need to understand each other, just respect.
"Really?" Qin Guanglin turned his head when he heard this.
"if not?"
"nothing."
…
…
Moonlight shines on the corner of the window.
The desk lamp was on in the room, and Gu Xiaoqing's figure was crouching in front of the small desk, the nib of the pen moved slightly, leaving paragraphs of text in the diary.
—I thought that the stories were all beautified artistic processing, and the stories were just stories.
Until today, I didn't know that the story is real. There really is such a home, two people, simple layout in the room, a group photo of two people on the wall, oil paintings, Q-version essays, planted together Flowers, and my daughter's little room.
The host turned into a fat man, wearing an apron and working in the kitchen full of oily fumes. In the study room was his drawing board that he confiscated. On the desk was the parenting book. ;The hostess has not changed much, probably because of having a child, the whole person is more gentle than before, although she didn't show anything during the conversation, but when she looked at that person, there was always a smile on her face.
I am very envious of that kind of life, plain and warm, which makes people feel the urge to find someone they like and spend the rest of their lives with them.
Maybe... I will really be influenced by them and change my thoughts all the time.
No matter what the future holds, best wishes to you, Sister He.
After closing the notebook, Gu Xiaoqing stretched, put his hands on his chin, and looked out the window at the cold moon, dazed.
(end of this chapter)