When Wang Guoquan finally racked his brains and tried his best to answer Xiao Qinghe's question, he turned around and saw this scene.
His nose was crooked with anger.
So I'm here coaxing the little ancestor in a nice and gentle manner, while you three are enjoying the delicious food and beautiful scenery over there!
Have you ever thought about how I feel?
"This... I haven't really thought about it."
This was also what Wang Guoquan had in his mind but did not ask, otherwise Wang Cuilan would definitely have answered like this.
In fact, when they first saw that Wang Guoquan was unhappy, the three women still felt a little guilty.
But this guilty feeling came and went quickly.
Immediately they were stunned again.
They didn't actually do anything.
But I watched a play.
Although this play is a bit special, it is starred by people they are familiar with.
But that's all, what's the big deal?
Seeing the changes in the expressions of the three people, how could Wang Guoquan not know what they were thinking?
I was so angry that I gritted my teeth, but there was nothing I could do about them.
Two of them couldn't be beaten or scolded enough.
I had to admit defeat.
The other one is even more amazing, it’s his own wife.
We can only raise the white flag.
But there is a saying that goes, if hard tactics don’t work, try soft tactics.
Sometimes a soft knife is more lethal than a hard one.
Wang Guoquan was just about to sit down with his daughter in his arms when he was stabbed by the three women next to him.
But then Wang Cuilan said, "Brother Quan, I saw in a book that orange trees can be grafted."
"Didn't Xiao Qinghe want an orange tree like mine?"
"Next spring, try grafting some branches from my orange tree and see if it works."
"This..." Wang Guoquan hesitated. He had heard the word "grafting" when he was a child.
He was an old man who used to manage an orchard for a wealthy family.
He thought it was novel at the time and wanted to learn it, but not long after, the old man moved away.
Naturally, he did not learn this technique.
Now, when Wang Cuilan suddenly told him to try grafting, Wang Guoquan was completely stunned. "I don't know anything yet. How can you ask me to try grafting?"
Wang Cuilan encouraged with a smile, "What's so difficult about this? Just wait."
After saying this, Wang Cuilan turned around and left.
Wang Guoquan, who was left behind, looked at the little girl in his arms, then at his wife beside him, and finally asked Wang Cuixiang, who was leisurely eating an orange, "What does your sister mean?"
Wang Cuixiang rolled her eyes. "What do you mean? Of course there are ways to help you understand and master the knowledge of grafting! It's just..."
Wang Cuixiang looked at Wang Guoquan and shook her head, feeling unhappy in her heart.
"It's just that whether you like this method or not, that's not certain."
Everyone who is familiar with Wang Guoquan knows that he hates reading.
I am the kind of person who gets a headache when I see the words in a book.
At this moment, seeing Wang Cuilan handing him a book, Wang Guoquan's eyes widened, "You, you, what are you doing?"
If Wang Guoquan hadn't been holding his little girl in his arms, he would have jumped three feet away.
Oh my god!
Wang Cuilan actually wanted to give him a book. Am I crazy or is Wang Cuilan crazy?
Doesn't she know that the thing she hates most in her life is reading?
No doubt about it!
If his father hadn't forced him, Wang Guoquan would not have been able to graduate from elementary school.
Despite this, after graduating from elementary school, Wang Guoquan was unwilling to continue to junior high school.
Faced with his father's pressure, Wang Guoquan gave in this time.
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