MTL - Dad, Please Try a Little Harder-Chapter 12 Crazy Thursday, KFC V I 1900!
Chapter 12 Crazy Thursday, KFC V Me 1900!
Evening, the Qian family.
Qian Wenlin sat on the bed and read a book.
After a while, his wife Yang Yuhua finished washing and came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.
Qian Wenlin put the book on the bedside table, and talked to his wife about practicing Qigong with his two children at the gate of the Pearl Zoo today.
"I told Shitou and Linlang about this." Yang Yuhua was upright, talking and sitting on the bed.
"The point I want to talk about is not this," Qian Wenlin thought about his choice of words, "What I want to talk about is the changes in the stone."
"What changes?"
"Do you still remember what I told you before Shitou suddenly grew up after he got the university admission letter?"
"Well, what's up?"
"I have this feeling again today, and that Lin Lang too. I feel that these two children are pointing at me today, using the words I used to educate them to cook chicken soup for me."
Yang Yuhua had an expression of "I don't even understand this", and said, "Is this difficult to understand? We all came from such a big age, and we still don't understand their little thoughts?"
"What small thoughts?"
"Do you think it is possible for Shi Shi and Lin Lang to be together in the future?"
"Of course, isn't this the consensus of our two families, a golden and jade marriage."
"Yes, but think about it, what does Ren Linlang's family do? They opened such a big furniture store, and Linlang himself was admitted to Fudan University. The gap is getting bigger and bigger. Can our son not be under pressure?"
"It's really possible for you to say so." Qian Wenlin approved his wife's judgment, "Then you can allocate some money to me from the bonus, and I will buy back the Wing Chun wooden mannequin, and I will show some attitude to the children Look, inspire them with practical actions, precepts and deeds!"
"So that's why you beat around the bush and said so much?"
"No, I am for my son." Qian Wenlin's father's love is like a mountain.
"approve."
"My wife is holy!" Qian Wenlin praised, looking at his daughter-in-law with love in his eyes, "My wife, I think you are very beautiful tonight, what's going on?"
"Less talkative."
"No, I won a prize of 50,000 today, and my wife didn't say anything?"
"Turn off the lights and go to sleep."
"okay."
…
Qian Wenlin's 50,000 yuan bonus brought joy to the family of three that lasted almost three days.
Three days later, life returned to its former calm.
The fact is that money can indeed bring happiness to people and increase happiness, but that happiness is time-sensitive and limited. When the money and the items it buys become your established assets, the extra happiness and The freshness begins to decay until it disappears and becomes ordinary.
In addition, when people in different economic classes receive the same amount of money, their levels of happiness are also different.
To put it simply, if Ma Yun gets 10 million and Dr. Yin gets 10 million, their subjective well-being cannot be the same. The former may be happy for two or three seconds, while the latter may maintain a high level of happiness for a long time (convinced).
However, in terms of long-term feelings, its impact is not as great as imagined. When you buy a luxury car, move into a luxury house, open a few bottles of Moutai... you will soon feel that all this is ordinary (doubtful).
At the moment, Qian Quan’s happiness about Chad’s bonus is also decaying, but it has not completely decayed, and is still in the stage of secretly enjoying himself.
Of course, the main reason is that his money has not been moved, and the gift he wanted to buy has not been bought.
According to research, when you sincerely send a gift, you get no less happiness than the person who receives the gift. (Note 1)
From this perspective, people’s real long-lasting happiness comes from the loving interaction with the people you care about.
However, before Qian Quan bought a gift, he received a gift first.
His chess friend Master Hu gave him a phone number:
"This number is my son-in-law's private number. Not many people know it. You will go to Zhonghai to study in the future. If you want to continue looking for a part-time job or if you need help with something, you can call this number."
Qian Quan now also has a certain understanding of Master Hu, knowing that his daughter, Zhao Baiyu's mother, used to be a high school student in Wanghuai No. 1 Middle School, and that his son-in-law is doing business in Zhonghai, and the business is not small.
As for more detailed and specific information, Master Hu did not disclose, and Qian Quan did not ask too much.
Boundary sense is an important principle in dealing with people.
As for the friendship between gentlemen, it is more important to stop at the point.
"Bai Yu will also be studying in Zhong Hai in the future, so you can go out and hang out together if you have a chance." Master Hu said politely.
"Well," Qian Quan naturally would not refuse, "By the way, does Baiyu practice sports? I feel that she has a sassy aura about her."
"Did you notice it? It seems that her kung fu is still not perfect." Master Hu said with a smile.
"What do you say?"
"She practiced Chinese martial arts and worshiped Master Gongxuanzhu. She has achieved some achievements now, but she hasn't returned to the point of returning to the original, otherwise others will not be able to see it."
"So that's how it is." Qian Quan thought to himself, no wonder Master Hu dared to ask Zhao Baiyu to play with him so generously. It turned out that she was a heroine from a well-known family.
…
The Wing Chun wooden dummy Qian Wenlin bought arrived the next day.
I don’t know if he wanted to prove himself to Qian Quan and Ding Linlang, or to realize his dream. Since the wooden dummy arrived, he really studied and practiced seriously every day.
I also bought books and downloaded teaching videos.
Qian Quan and Ding Linlang also practiced and played, pretending to fight the wooden dummy.
"The wooden dummy is the most profound routine of Wing Chun. There are 116 moves in total. It is mainly to cultivate the awareness of actual combat, enhance the ability to coordinate attack and defense with hands and feet, and maximize the level of technical combat. Only after getting started, practice will be effective." Qian Qian Wen Lin explained briefly.
"Uncle, do you mean that the wooden dummy was bought early?"
"That's not true. Doesn't it look professional with this prop? Besides, I didn't plan to practice too deeply, so I'll take the best."
"That makes sense." Ding Linlang nodded, and then looked at Qian Quan, "Qian Quan, let's compare and see who can learn the elementary routines of 'Xiao Nian Tao' first."
"Why do you compare everything?"
"Aren't you a genius? Dare you compare?"
"Why don't you dare, if I win you will call me brother in the future."
"Okay, you lost?"
"I call you brother."
"That's not necessary, if you lose, you promise me one thing."
"What's up?"
"I haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you when I think about it later."
"It's a deal."
After the two finished talking, they clapped hands ceremonially as an alliance.
Cicadas sing, time is like water.
Time came to August 10, Thursday, and Qian Quan paid his salary.
Counting overtime and so on, KFC paid him more than 1,900 yuan in total.
This is not the point, the point is that Qian Quan can finally buy gifts for his parents and Ding Linlang reasonably.
The gift for Dad is a pair of leather shoes handmade by Qianli Leather Shoes Workshop.
The gifts for mom and Ding Linlang are a pair of sandals and a white trendy T-shirt respectively.
He bought it at the only Poppy Fashion Store in Wanghuai on purpose.
Three gifts cost more than 1,800 yuan, and there was less than 100 yuan left. I went to the street stall and bought myself two big underpants.
When Dad, Mom and Ding Linlang received the gift, they were still very surprised.
"Have you used up all your monthly salary?" Mom felt distressed.
"Well, this is my wish. The first salary must be used to buy gifts for you."
"Didn't you say that you are going to earn college living expenses?" Ding Linlang's bright eyes looked closely at Qian Quan.
"Buying gifts for you is also a part of my life." Qian Quan replied, that's a matter of course.
Qian Wenlin and Yang Yuhua were full of joy, Yang Yuhua said to her husband:
"Old Qian, I think our son has really grown up."
Ding Linlang was secretly thinking,
This T-shirt, I will definitely keep it for many, many years...
It was the end of the year, and the weather was still hot.
Many years later, this summer,
They remember.
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(end of this chapter)
