Dreams are called dreams because they are really hard to achieve.
If you succeed casually, it is not a dream—no one would regard eating a deep-fried dough stick or drinking a cup of soy milk as a dream, because it is too easy.
Its significance does not lie in the realization, but in the process of hard work.
Chen Rui left, talked with Qin Guanglin for a long time, and promised a lot, about interests, about cooperation—this is necessary, Qin Guanglin is different from him, he has a family to support, and he has to live. talk about other.
For a great ideal, like-minded people bow their heads together without considering other issues. That is something that only happens in novels, and reality is much more complicated than that.
Qin Guanglin watched Chen Rui drive away, sat alone in the store for a while, drank half a pot of tea on the table, and then got up to go out, ready to go home.
It might as well not be there, only Mama Qin is sitting in the living room playing with Anya in her arms. There are a few paper bags of clothes on the table. They are new clothes that Mama Qin bought for her granddaughter, and they look quite high-end.
"Why not?"
Qin Guanglin put the key on the side cabinet and asked casually.
"I went shopping for groceries, I just went out not long ago."
"oh."
Qin's mother saw him running into the kitchen to search, thought for a while and waved: "Come here, come here."
"What's wrong?"
"An Ya is already one and a half years old, and she will leave on her own... How do you think about the second child?" Mother Qin never forgot about this matter, and she would recite it when she caught why she was not around, "Now is just right, no matter how much more you give Anya A younger brother or a younger sister, each has a companion, you see, only one person is so alone..."
"It's impossible to have a second child. My daughter is so cute and sensible. It's very satisfying to raise her..."
"???"
Mother Qin looked puzzled.
"What does a one-and-a-half-year-old child know? Speak human language!"
"Oh, I'll go and have a look, why don't you buy too many dishes to carry."
Qin Guanglin took the key again and turned to go out. Qin's mother didn't want to mention the second child to He Wu, but only mentioned it to him.
Two, what kind of pregnancy... It can be said that having a baby is as simple as eating.
He went downstairs in a hurry, and while using his mobile phone to send Wechat messages to He Wu, he walked towards the nearest supermarket. As expected, He Wu was shopping there, and after entering, he walked around casually, and found her in the vegetable section.
"Chives, fried yuba."
Qin Guanglin took the cart and led her to her favorite dishes.
"It seems that there are not many yuba in the house." He Wei said.
"Then buy it! Is there anything missing in the supermarket?" Qin Guanglin expressed contempt for this silly daughter-in-law.
Lu Xun once said that men will become smarter when they get married, and women will become stupid when they get married. It is true.
The two of them strolled around the supermarket with a small cart. Qin’s mother also ate here at night. She bought a lot more vegetables than usual, and the cart was half full. Why not push it to the exit and wait in line for the checkout? Qin Guanglin thought of carrots It seemed that there were not many radishes left, so I ran back to pick some radishes.
Being so vegetarian and gaining weight, it can be seen that it is indeed caused by happiness, and has little to do with diet—Qin Guanglin comforted himself with a radish, and when he came back, he found a skinny young man standing in front of He Zhi's cart as if nothing had happened.
"Hey buddy, get in line."
Before he could speak, Qin Guanglin walked over in two steps, shook his head and spoke.
"Who are you?"
"I said, go in line."
Qin Guanglin repeated it again, with a figure of nearly two hundred catties poking there, the smile on his fat face was suppressed, and his face was a bit fleshy, so why not smile and say nothing, and reached out to take the bag of radishes in his hand and put it in the car inside.
The man looked at the two of them, and then looked at Qin Guanglin, a fat man, a little embarrassed, took two steps back in a half-embarrassed manner, and stood behind He Wu again, expressing his concession.
He Wu was originally an old lady behind her, but the face that was about to smile just now became more angry in an instant.
"Line up... the meaning of these two words is clear, right?" Qin Guanglin looked at him suspiciously, not understanding how someone could be so cheeky.
Are you really justified and shameless
"you… "
"What me? Line up!"
"..."
Qin Guanglin stared, his chubby face looked even more fierce, and his figure was very intimidating. The man turned his head limply, and ran away to another queue at the counter. Many people looked at him and made him a little embarrassed, but he was honestly in the queue. later.
"It's so majestic." He Wei laughed softly while holding Qin Guanglin's arm, feeling full of security in his heart.
In fact, being fat is also good, at least scary.
"You know what I just thought of?" she asked.
"What?"
"The fat daddy on the train to Busan."
"Well... If they all suddenly turned into zombies, I can definitely carry you out."
Qin Guanglin and He Wu chatted quietly to finish paying the bill, each carrying a bag of vegetables, and walking towards the house together in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The shadows stretched long behind them, connecting together and slantingly reflected on the ground.
…
When Anya was three years old, she already knew how to make soy sauce.
Of course, it was on the old street, and I went to Uncle Pan's convenience store to take a taxi, raised my head and shouted childishly: "Grandpa Pan, soy sauce."
Then the gray-haired Uncle Pan would cheerfully get up to look for soy sauce, hand her a candy from the counter, and watch her take small steps back home, then take out the account book from under the counter and write it down. —Of course I won’t remember that piece of candy, and I’ll settle the settlement with Qin’s mother at the end of the month. This is how neighbors usually remember when they don’t bring change.
Qin Guanglin taught Qin's mother to use WeChat to scan codes countless times. Qin's mother was always worried that her money would disappear, so she refused to use it. She still uses cash until now.
Qin Guanglin stood at the window and watched the little boy Diandian come back with soy sauce in his arms. He went to the door to greet him, picked him up and kissed him hard as a reward, and then showed off to He Wu that his daughter is amazing.
"My daughter is very independent. This is called being good at teaching daughters."
"I didn't teach it?" Why not snort, this guy knows how to teach a fart, and he knows it every day.
"I taught it." Qin Guanglin felt good about himself and grabbed his credit.
"You two taught, you two taught."
Qin's mother took Anya over with a big roll on her head, and urged the two of them to cook.
Now it is a pity that there is no second child except for the son and daughter-in-law. She has everything else she should have. Instead, she is living happily and getting younger. Her hair is gray and she doesn't accept her old age. Become the prettiest old lady on the street.
It was July, and the heat wave was rolling on the street. After eating, the few people didn't want to go out for a walk, and rested in the living room with an electric fan blowing on them.
"Mom, take Anya with you for half a month. We will go out in two days."
"Why go?" Mother Qin asked.
"Isn't it our wedding anniversary? We went out for a stroll and picked up stories by the way. I need materials for drawing and writing novels, and I don't have any inspiration at home." Qin Guanglin's reason was very good, so why not rub his little hand with Qin's mother Explain, "I haven't gone out for a long time since I have Anya. You see, I have made less money."
"Not taking her?" Qin Ma wondered.
"It's troublesome to be so small. When she gets older, our family will go together."
The older the child, the less the world between the two of them. Qin Guanglin, who realized this, thought he could spend a few more years, so as not to regret it in time - he will be thirty-five years old in a blink of an eye, so why not be happy enough.
Another one, it is really tiring to take care of children for a long time.
"Okay...you have to talk to Anya."
Qin's mother was happy to take her granddaughter, but she was afraid that she would cry when she couldn't find her mother, which would be very troublesome.
"An Ya is very good, it's okay, isn't it Anya?" Qin Guanglin chuckled.
"Mom and Dad go to work, not to play. Only by working and earning money can we buy delicious and fun things, you know?"
He patted Anya's head and taught, "Listen to grandma at home and don't be naughty."
"oh."
Little Anya nodded with big ignorant eyes.
(end of this chapter)