Chapter 270

On the table.

Qin Guanglin banged the legs of a crab into his mouth, and his eyes rolled around the two women's faces.

It seems a little strange.

"This crab paste is enough. Why don't you try it?" Mother Qin broke off a crab and handed it to the plate.

"Thank you Auntie

Why not lower your head and sip your mouth.

"Eat, eat." Mother Qin is so happy that her eyes are bent up. She is in a good mood

"What are you looking at?" She turned to see Qin Guanglin gabaga bar, biting the crab leg and peeping at herself with low eyes. She couldn't help but Tut, "eat!"

"Oh."

Qin Guanglin did not know what was wrong with them, so he simply settled down to eat his own food.

Anyway, it must be a good thing to see the old lady happy.

"It's said that the Green Island crabs are delicious. In fact, they're just like us in Los Angeles. How can they be so delicious The crabs raised in the Luohe River are much fresher than those raised there. "

Eating crabs, he did not forget to comment a few words, Green Island crabs this thing blowing too God, which has advertising so good.

"Different varieties, how to compare, pure nonsense."

Qin's mother can tell the difference between river crabs and sea crabs, unlike Qin Guanglin who only knows crabs.

"I wanted to bring some special products back, but they are all seafood. If it's not easy to bring them, I'll give them up. Next time I'll show you around."

"No, just go to play. My old arms and legs stay at home. I'm not going anywhere - I'm too lazy to go out to play in Los Angeles, let alone go to other places." Qin's mother shook her head. "You young people are full of spirit and have a good life. You also climb mountains and swim. Just like when we were young, we went to the mountains every day to forage and feed pigs, climb mountains and go to work. You didn't do that kind of thing. You think climbing mountains is fresh. BAM, now give me money so that I can't climb..."

"Well, well, don't climb. Don't talk about your brilliant deeds of feeding pigs." Qin Guanglin didn't know how many times he had heard Qin's mother talk about the hardships at that time. He nodded his head to stop it, stopped and corrected: "it's not called mountain climbing and water swimming, it's called mountain sightseeing."

"I like to call it mountain climbing and water swimming." Qin Ma stare, "read two years of books will show?"

"Why don't you say which one?"

"Mountain climbing and water swimming."

“……”

Qin Guanglin was silent, crunting the crab, and mumbling after a while: "when I finish my work, I'll paint you both on the official account."

After finishing his work, he plunged into the studio again after dinner. He kept coming to work for the next few days. Until the national day, when he began to go to work, he didn't finish his work. Every day, he ran out to wash his whole body of paint, and the next day he got stained with it again.

It's a big project.

Why don't you come all the time? In the next two days, I stayed at home to prepare for school work and writing novels. At dinner time, I came to buy vegetables and cook with Qin's mother. Then I ate with three people and watched TV with Qin's mother in the evening.

Although he didn't know what Qin Guanglin was up to, since he said it was a surprise, why didn't he go to see it secretly, but his expectation was more and more intense by his mysterious appearance - this dead straight man sometimes turns surprise into fright, but his painting is quite reliable.

"What's this kid doing?"

Qin's mother couldn't help her curiosity. She tried to sneak in several times, but Qin Guanglin's goods were too dog. She not only locked the door inside, but also took the key to lock the studio when she went back to sleep at night. As a treasure, she didn't even let people see.

"I don't know. He kept it a secret."

After dinner, why don't you sit on the sofa and look back at the closed door of the studio, shaking your head to show that you don't know.

"The boy I think it's the two of you. " Qin Ma's face was determined, "maybe she was drawing your wedding photos."

"No "Right?" Why don't you listen to her, I'm not sure.

Qin Guanglin is so stupid that he thinks about when to get married every day. Now he can't wait to draw a wedding picture first It's something he can do.

"I think it's possible."

Qin Ma grinned. The topic was about marriage, so she had to say something. She moved her butt to get together and said in a low voice, "have you discussed it?"

"What?" Why don't you jump in your heart.

"Oh, just That's what. When did you get married? He must have discussed it with you? Every time I ask him, he will pull left and right. How do you discuss it with your aunt? "

If two people talk about friends normally, Qin Ma won't be in such a hurry. Now they've been living together for more than a year, and they're so tired of not getting married. What's wrong with them.

"Well It hasn't been discussed yet. He said, "prepare first." Why not throw the pot on Qin Guanglin's head without hesitation.

After a pause, she continued: "and it's not just about the two of us. There's a lot to consider It's better to take your time. "Qin's mother couldn't help nodding, "well, yes, it's a big event. Of course, we have to consider a lot The most important thing is what you two think. "

"The idea is I'm sure I'll get married. " Why don't you smile, "no matter sooner or later, this marriage will definitely end, auntie, you don't have to worry, we have nothing, it's very good, it's very good to take our time."

"I don't worry, I don't worry."

Click.

The door of the studio rings.

Qin Guanglin came out with both hands outstretched, put aside his old coat for painting and went to the bathroom.

"Come out so early today, finished painting?"

"No, I have to air it first, and I'll continue painting tomorrow."

"Oh..."

Qin's mother looked at the unlocked door of the studio and the bathroom. She pushed it with her shoulder. She said stealthily, "do you want to have a sneak look?"

"No good..." Why don't you listen to the sound of the water in the bathroom? It's a little emotional.

"Just take a look. What the hell is he doing these days?" Qin's mother continued to encourage her to stand up quietly with her eyes fixed on the bathroom.

In the past, painting was finished in two days at most. Qin Guanglin has been working on it for almost a week now, but she still hasn't finished it. She is so curious that she always wants to see what big projects he is working on.

Why don't you hesitate to stand up and also want to see what he's doing this week in advance, so as to avoid a real scare.

"What are you doing?"

"No, nothing."

The two people who just got up slapped and sat back on the sofa. Their backs were straight as if nothing had happened.

I didn't expect that Qin Guanglin was washing his hands in the bathroom, and he didn't forget to monitor them.

"I just want to pour a glass of water..."

Qin's mother looked around with a guilty heart. She stood up and poured tea with a cup in her hand. "Why don't you drink more water before you go back?"

"Good aunt."

Qin Guanglin shakes his hand out and looks at them with vigilance. He takes out the key and twists the door lock of the studio twice before he is relieved.

Said is the surprise must be the surprise, looked ahead of time also can call fart the surprise.

Why don't you drink up the water in the cup? They say hello to Qin Ma and go back for a walk hand in hand.

"Do you want to go to the gym after painting so early today?" Why not ask.

"No I'm a little tired. Let's have a rest first. " Qin Guanglin rubbed his shoulder and shook his head, "I'll go in a few days."

"I'll rub it for you."

Why don't you sit behind Qin Guanglin with a smile and put his soft little hand on his shoulder and gently pinch it, "is that ok?"

"Well, use a little more force."

"Then sit down Forget it. Get down. "

She took Qin Guanglin to the bed, turned over and sat down on his back, booed his hands twice, rubbed them together, and said with a smile, "I'm going to use my strength."

"How old can you be Ouch

Before he finished speaking, Qin Guanglin felt numb and sore on his shoulders and tensed all over, "ah That's all right. Yes, that's it

He closed his eyes and hummed softly. His stiff muscles relaxed slowly, and the fatigue of painting disappeared under her hands.

I don't know. This little hand is very powerful.

……

After dinner and taking a few days off, Sun Wen looked around in the mirror. The bruise on his face had completely disappeared, so he took his clothes and went out to work.

The gym is scattered during the day, not many people, and the night is the real busy time.

"Brother Wen, come to work?"

"Well, here we are."

"I haven't seen brother Wen for days."

"Something happened the other day."

After entering the gym, Sun Wen and his colleagues greet each other and walk into the dressing room. Looking back, they feel that something is wrong.

They're smiling a little weird.

"Coming?"

The supervisor changed his clothes and came out of the compartment just to meet Sun Wen. After a pause, he came over and patted him on the shoulder, "wait for a meeting."

"Good."

Sun Wen frowned and went into the compartment with his clothes in his arms. A few minutes later, he changed his clothes and came to the office. Seven or eight people in the office had already sat down and waited for him.

"Well When all the people are here, there will be no delay. Today's meeting is mainly to emphasize again - "

the supervisor points to the staff rules hanging behind with a plastic stick," every case and every rule above should be strictly observed, especially the last two. "

"Usually you are lazy, not many people see this, resulting in some things..." He took a look at Sun Wen and continued: "someone came to the gym to make trouble. As we all know, we are a serious gym to keep fit."

"Chi..."

"Ha ha."

The people at the bottom laughed.

Sun Wen looked at him without expression. He didn't know that something had happened.

I think we all know about being caught cheating, but we didn't say it clearly This is what we all know. It has not been revealed.The director was a little unnatural by Sun Wen. He looked away and continued to say: "usually, when you dally with your guests, the company always turns a blind eye - no matter for the sake of performance or for your careful thinking, it doesn't care too much.

But the boss gave a death order this time, and he can't move his hands and feet, let alone touch and pick at random. Listen, once you find a fine and twice you are dismissed. "

"Then I'm still selling a fart class." Sun Wen tugged at the corners of his mouth and stood up, "play by yourself."

Bang!

The door was slammed, leaving everyone looking at each other.