After several years of delay, Beifei Road was not demolished in the end.
Qin Guanglin had learned about this result from He Wu, and was not surprised at all, but Qin's mother was a little conflicted.
Let's tear it down, don't want to tear it down, don't tear it down, it feels like I've lost something, and my heart is empty.
"We don't need the money for demolition. You just need to live in it. When you move there, we will keep this old house and leave it to your granddaughter, so that she can experience the feeling of getting rich."
Qin Guanglin held Anya in his arms and played with them, which was just right, so why not donate half of the money if he saw too much money.
"Otherwise, what else can we do? This is the only way to go." Qin's mother regretted that if it was demolished, she planned to spend money on Qin Guanglin and let him have a second child, but now it's gone.
Speaking of it, I blame the landlord, the fat landlord Qin Guanglin used to rent on Nanfei Road, who has been stuck with her for the past few years and has not reached an agreement. .
"Oh~"
"Come on, hold your granddaughter and play, I'll cook."
He Wu had a sudden inspiration just now, invaded Qin Guanglin's former studio, and was brushing and writing her novels in it, only Qin Guanglin got into the kitchen to work alone.
This is the problem with novel writers. When inspiration comes, they drop what they are doing and start writing novels.
"Beep beep... Xiaoya, let's watch TV."
Qin Ma and Anya sat on the sofa, looked back at the door of the studio, and suddenly felt relieved.
When He Wu came here for the first time, she was thinking that if the two of them could achieve success... Now it has been almost ten years since He Wu stepped into the house for the first time, and they have already become a family.
A great writer, a bad painter, what more could he ask for? Satisfied.
People can't be too greedy, just like what Qin Guanglin said, even if he gave birth to a son, that son would have to give birth to a son, and the grandson would have to give birth to a son, for five or ten generations, one day he would only give birth to a daughter. Just keep going.
Well, the granddaughter is fine.
Mother Qin comforted herself, put her grandson behind her, and began to wonder if it was time for Anya to change into new clothes. Now that children are growing fast, even if they buy bigger ones, they will soon be unable to wear them.
The aroma of the food soon permeated, Qin Guanglin knocked on the door after cooking and called He Wu to come out to eat, He Wu just finished writing a paragraph, stretched himself out and was ready to sit down and eat.
"Wash your hands!"
"oh… "
Anya has learned to wash her hands before eating, but this mother is getting lazy...
Qin Guanglin complained about the good meal, so why not come out after washing your hands, the family of four gathered around the table to finish lunch, the electric fan squeaked and squeaked, an unknown variety show was playing on the TV, the guests and the host were laughing exaggeratedly, laughing The voice was like a duck, which surprised little Anya.
"Mom, it's July again, and it's the end of the month soon..." Qin Guanglin said while eating.
"What's the matter, go out again... go out to collect materials?" Qin's mother learned this word after hearing it too much.
"Writers, painters, always looking for some inspiration."
Qin Guanglin had a serious face and said it as if it was true. If he hadn't run out every year on the wedding anniversary, Qin's mother might really have believed his evil.
"Come on, tell Anya." Mother Qin didn't bother to care about the couple's affairs, anyway, she usually took Anya out to play, and it was nothing if the two of them went out to have fun every year.
"Anya, mom and dad are going to work in two days—yes, going to work outside, it's very tiring..."
Little Anya sat at the table and raised her head to think for a while, nodded vigorously, and waved her hands grandly, "You guys go! I live with grandma."
The three of them couldn't help laughing at the childish voice.
After dinner, Qin Guanglin and He Wu couldn't help but take a walk outside, and Qin's mother took Anya at home to watch TV for a while and then take a nap.
The weather was cloudy, the sun was covered by clouds from time to time, the breeze was gentle, and the streets were not too hot.
"Candy or a golden voice?"
Qin Guanglin grabbed a few candies and Golden Throat Lozenges from his pocket. Ever since He Wu became hoarse once, he put Golden Throat in his pocket for preparation, and occasionally gave her a piece.
Although He Wu has been emphasizing that the lectures were too tiring to cause hoarseness in those few days, Qin Guanglin didn't believe it one hundred times, and he felt that he was very good, so he sat on his hips for several days.
"Hey, look." He might as well peel off the candy wrapper and take a piece in, then suddenly pokes Qin Guanglin with his elbow, and drags him to hide sideways in a sneaky way.
In the distance, the chubby boy who had grown to be more than 1.7 meters and became thin was holding hands with a girl and huddled in a corner talking.
"Hey, this kid has a puppy love, wait for me to take a picture..."
"That seems to be Xiaoyuan."
"Xiaoyuan?" Qin Guanglin was taken aback.
Why not squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and said with certainty: "That's right, it's Xiaoyuan."
"..."
Qin Guanglin scratched his head, "Are they both in high school?"
"Well, high school."
"It's not good to go to college and hide here and have a puppy love. I'll take a picture of it."
"What's the trouble, let's go!" He Wei pulled him away and went in another direction.
In the blink of an eye, Anya could already run and jump, and the student she saved back then had also become a high school student. After going through the most important stage of her life, she couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional and feeling a little bit of pressure.
The time is almost up.
…
It took half a month to go out to collect materials, and it was already August when the two came back.
Within two days, Qin Guanglin and his wife were called by Aunt Wang to attend the banquet—the little chubby dun'er's score came out and he was successfully admitted to the Los Angeles Academy of Fine Arts.
Originally, when the points were awarded, I wanted to set up a table of wine, but Aunt Wang disagreed, and insisted on waiting for Qin Guanglin and the others to come together, thanking the two couples.
It is indeed thanks to Qin Guanglin that he was able to learn painting and was admitted to a professional college—I don’t know if it’s because of He Wei’s role as a teacher. Neighbor, no matter what you ask for advice in recent years, he always answers every question, and passes on some information from time to time.
Well, he can afford to be called a half-tone teacher.
The banquet was not big, with only three tables, all of which were relatives, friends and acquainted neighbors. Qin Guanglin and his wife were arranged at the main seats, and the whole private room was filled with joy. Trembling back and forth, just hearing the laughter, I thought the old hen was laying eggs.
She couldn't help but be unhappy. Although this school is not as good as Los Angeles University, it is also one of the best in Los Angeles for art majors. Apart from Qin Guanglin, a high-achieving student from Los Angeles University on this street, her little chubby dun'er is the second best. No one else can compare, envy them to death.
Now some neighbors are jealous, and when they met Qin Ma and her family on the road, they greeted them with a lot of enthusiasm, so they wanted to have a chance to let Qin Guanglin and the others help their children with tutoring—the couple both came out of Los Angeles University, and one was a great painter. , one is a teacher and part-time great writer, hey, it's really amazing.
Qin Guanglin was also happy for Xiaopang Duner. Looking at his young face, he seemed to see himself when he was young. When he was admitted to Los Angeles University, Qin's mother also set up several tables. Now that I think about it, time flies. so fast.
"Uncle Lin..."
"Call me brother!" Qin Guanglin was not happy sitting in the chair, and the kid became stupid after being admitted to university.
"Brother Lin!"
Little Pang Duner scratched his head and smiled silly, "I toast you."
"Come on, don't relax when you go to college, work hard for four years now, and work hard for eight years after you graduate, come on!"
Qin Guanglin picked up the wine glass and asked him to make a toast. He was still a little upset about calling him uncle. Seeing that he was about to sit back, he glanced at Aunt Wang and said leisurely, "Wait, did Xiaoyuan take the exam with you?"
"Huh?" Little Fatty was startled.
"Who?" Aunt Wang looked sideways.
"No, nothing, classmate."
This guy sweated in a hurry, and looked at Qin Guanglin begging for mercy, "That... that, I passed the exam, Brother Lin, Brother Lin!"
"Oh, very good, come on!"
Qin Guanglin winked, "Drink one more."
The chubby boy wiped off his sweat and recalled the tragic past when he was persecuted by the big devil—if it wasn’t for Qin Guanglin, he would have been beaten by his mother half less when he went to school... Senior high school is junior college.
I didn't expect that the baby is five years old now, and it's still like that... Brother Lin is still Brother Lin, yes, that's it.
(end of this chapter)