There was a lot of noise in the kitchen, and Qin Guanglin followed the method taught by Qin's mother the previous two times, turning over and over in the pot with a shovel. More like that.
"Mom, how much salt is in this white radish?" he shouted in the kitchen.
"Didn't I teach you?"
Qin Ma threw the melon seeds in her hand into the trash can, stood up and walked to the kitchen.
"..."
The aunt stared blankly at the kitchen, is this called a fast learner
With Qin Ma's guidance, Qin Guanglin cooked four dishes in a hurry, served them steaming hot, and took two steps back to look at them carefully.
It's okay, every time is better than the last time, at least it's not dark anymore.
"His aunt, come and eat quickly." Qin's mother greeted, and took the lead in filling half a bowl of rice for herself.
"oh."
The sister-in-law had already come to the table, looking at the dishes on the table hesitantly, she also imitated Mother Qin's example and packed half a bowl of rice, not daring to put more.
Qin Guanglin was delighted after taking a bite, and turned to look at Qin's mother: "It feels pretty good, isn't it a big improvement?"
"So-so." Qin's mother was a little disgusted, not to mention comparing with He Wu, compared with herself.
But it is indeed better than last time. It is estimated that after a few days of cooking, I can hand over dinner to him. Green vegetables are easy to stir-fry.
I have to support him to learn more and practice more. Cooking requires a lot of practice to improve, and she will be much more relaxed when the food is delicious.
The sister-in-law picked up a dish and tasted it, then grinned, "What's the improvement, you better not do it."
"Then you do it?" Qin Guanglin asked.
"..."
The sister-in-law didn't talk to him, and continued to pick and choose on the table with her chopsticks.
What a nuisance this nephew is!
"Why are you talking to your sister-in-law? It's not big or small." Mother Qin scolded him.
"I think it's delicious." Qin Guanglin took another big mouthful of vegetables and put them in the bowl.
Eating my own fried dishes is quite a sense of accomplishment. When the time comes, I will show my skills at my father-in-law's house after I have learned a lot... Tsk tsk.
Thinking of this, he became a little excited, quickly finished the rice in the bowl, and ran over to fill a big bowl to continue eating.
"His aunt eat more." Qin's mother got up and left the table after finishing her half bowl of rice, not wanting to see her poking around with her chopsticks.
"I'm full too." The aunt put down the bowl and chopsticks and got up, and went to the side to drink water from the glass.
"There are so many dishes left, I can have another meal tomorrow." Qin Guanglin opened his mouth.
My sister froze when she drank water, "Guanglin, eat more."
Originally, she came to the city to see a doctor and enjoy a few days of blessings, but now the situation is a bit different from what she imagined.
Qin Guanglin finished his meal quietly by himself, put away the table and went back to his room, out of sight and out of mind.
Relatives are really frustrating. They are determined by God, not chosen by oneself like friends. It is lucky to meet normal relatives. They help each other like friends. When they meet strange relatives, it is really down. Big mold.
Don't think about dating, after all, there is still a relationship of blood, so hold your nose and come and go, you can get angry out of trouble.
Fortunately, he was alone and didn't bring any brats with him, which made Qin Guanglin feel a little better.
Children follow their parents. Although this sentence is absolute, it is not unreasonable. Just thinking about it, Qin Guanglin, the bear child of her family, feels a headache and wants to kick him and swim dozens of laps in the Luohe River. , I'll be honest if I'm exhausted.
After plugging the mobile phone into the computer and sorting out the photos taken in the past few days, Qin Guanglin selected a satisfactory one and made it into a computer desktop. After looking at it for a while, he crawled back to bed to rest.
After sleeping outside for a few days, it was comfortable to return to the familiar bed, but it seemed that something was missing... Qin Guanglin stretched his arms weakly, recalling the feeling of holding Teacher He for a moment, and then fell asleep with a slight loss.
On the first day without Teacher He's hug, I missed her.
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When she woke up in the morning, Qin's mother had already gone out for a walk. There were two steamed buns on the table as usual, and Qin Guanglin took them out while eating them.
It was still a fine and sunny day, and he went to work in the company full of energy. Sun Wen was already sitting at his workstation and eating breakfast. The egg-filled biscuit was like a small spring roll in his hand, and every bite would lose a lot of it. .
"You are finally willing to go to work." Sun Wen greeted him immediately when he saw him.
"Didn't you just ask for three days off, it seems like a long time."
"It's not three days, even two days last weekend is almost a week."
"Didn't you say there is good news?" Qin Guanglin sat on his seat and tidied up the desktop. "What good news? You got promoted?"
"Screw up." Sun Wen curled his lips, "Your ugly paintings seem to be very popular. Try to do two more issues. If you can maintain this popularity, you can make a separate series."
"That?" Qin Guanglin was stunned, "Leave it to someone else, it has nothing to do with me."
After going out to play for a few days, he even forgot his assistant's name. He silently reflected that this work attitude was not good.
"She just helped to paint a little, and it's still your work." Sun Wen said indifferently: "If you can make a series, you can also become a regular in advance, so you don't have to do nothing all day long."
In his opinion, Qin Guanglin was just doing nothing at work. Although he could draw so many four-frame and six-frame paintings, they were all chores, and two assistants could do it with a little time.
"I just started, what kind of work is it?"
Qin Guanglin is not in a hurry to become a regular. The key is that if he takes advantage of this to become a regular, he will definitely be in charge of the ugly series. This is somewhat different from his plan. He still wants to create those warm and cute love stories.
"Boss, you are here." Jiang Lingling called out as soon as she entered the company, and then turned her head to greet Sun Wen: "Morning Brother Wen."
"Morning."
"morning."
The two responded, and Sun Wen stopped talking to Qin Guanglin. He stuffed the last bite of egg-filled biscuit into his mouth and returned to his seat. Anyway, Jiang Lingling would talk about it later.
"Where did you go these days?" Jiang Lingling talked to Qin Guanglin while opening her breakfast bag.
"Just went out for a stroll." Qin Guanglin responded casually, looking for the story he read last time on his desk.
I didn't go to work for five days, and I was not used to it, and I didn't know what to do.
"Envy, we went to Luobei for a day to play, and wondered why you didn't go, but I didn't see you after work, so I asked Brother Wen to find out that you asked for leave to play."
Jiang Lingling is a bit of a chatterbox, and she keeps talking non-stop while eating, "You know what? I posted that ugly manga on the platform on Friday and tried it. When I went to work on Monday, I already read tens of thousands of people, and now it's more than 100,000..."
"I know." Qin Guanglin interrupted her, "It seems to be a series, right?"
"Well, the boss is amazing, but not now. The company will decide whether to make a series after doing two more episodes depending on the situation. Judging from the current situation, it should be no problem." Jiang Lingling pulled out another one from the table. Paper, "This is yesterday I..."
"wait."
Qin Guanglin was a little dizzy from her small talk, "In short, it is possible to make a series, right?"
"Yes." Jiang Lingling nodded.
"I'll just start with this, and you'll do the rest, so you'll do the follow-up, and I won't get involved."
"Huh? This..."
"Unless the company gives it to me." Qin Guanglin waved his hand, "Otherwise it is your work and has nothing to do with me, okay?"
He just started, and most of the follow-up is done by this assistant. If you take it now and feel like picking someone else's fruit, it's not good.
And that style of painting is just a little weird, it is not difficult for others to imitate, even if it becomes popular, it will not go anywhere. He didn't come here to draw that thing, it didn't improve himself at all, it was a waste of time.
Jiang Lingling was a little dazed, "Boss, do you really want me to continue painting? This is likely to be a series."
(end of this chapter)