"What would you choose between moving bricks and sitting in an office?" Wen Xia used the example of moving bricks that high school teachers liked to use the most.

He Qian was somewhat awakened, and her voice was a little softer than before, "Office."

Wen Xia nodded, "There are many jobs in society. Sweeping the floor, washing dishes, clerks, and teachers are all jobs, but jobs are actually divided into "levels" of education. You will do the kind of job you have based on your education level."

"It's not that I have any opinion on whether jobs are superior or inferior, but this is the phenomenon of society, which is full of competition."

"Just because your family is well-off doesn't mean you can waste time. The time you waste now can't be regained even if you spend ten times more in the future."

She is an example. She was promoted from a junior college to a university, became a teacher, taught good students, and put in more than ten times the effort. However, she could not get the recognition from the society and could not compare with a bachelor's degree.

Three wasted years, she spent three years working no harder than she did in the three years of high school.

So you should make efforts in the time period you need.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Wen Xia probably thought about it in her mind, so she stopped talking and continued to explain the topic.

At twelve o'clock, Zhao Hui came back and looked at them for a few minutes.

After Wen Xia finished explaining the question at hand, she began to pack up and prepare to leave.

Zhao Hui motioned her to wait a moment, and the two went to the study to talk. She kindly asked about He Qian's situation and said, "Is Qian Qian still obedient at home? She has a bad temper, so please be more tolerant."

Wen Xia thought it was pretty good that He Qian could understand. She said, "That's good. Qianqian is very smart and has a solid foundation in English."

When Zhao Hui saw that she had praised He Qian, she showed some satisfaction as a parent. She explained, "Qian Qian had good grades in junior high school, but after entering high school, she became addicted to playing games and stopped studying seriously."

"We take care of her, but she still gets angry."

She sighed as she spoke, revealing her helplessness as a mother.

She added: "Please put in a little more thought. You two are about the same age, and she might listen to you if you tell her something."

"Don't worry, if you teach Qianqian well, your salary will naturally increase."

Wen Xia said seriously: "It's my responsibility, don't worry, Sister Zhao."

Zhao Hui felt that she was more responsible than the first two college students, so her attitude was more friendly. "Let's eat together. It's not convenient to go back and forth."

"My cousin is here to pick me up." Wen Xia shook her head.

When she went downstairs, she saw Qin Mo. She ran over and whispered happily, "Husband."

Qin Mo took her hand and put it in his pocket. Wen Xia felt something and her eyes lit up. She took it out: a chocolate ball.

She ate one and asked with a smile, "When did you buy it?"

"Mom brought it and asked me to give it to her daughter-in-law."

Seeing her cheeks puffed up, Qin Mo said again: "Wife, pout your lips for your husband to see."

Wen Xia pouted at him.

Qin Mo couldn't help laughing, thinking how adorable he was.

Feeling the sweetness in her mouth, Wen Xia couldn't help but praise, "Mom is so nice."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Say it in front of mom."

Restaurants near the school.

Qin Ande and Jiang Yu saw the two of them coming. Jiang Yu handed the menu to Wen Xia and said with a smile, "Xia Xia, are you used to it at school?"

Wen Xia nodded and replied casually, "Mom, I'm still used to it."

she:"……"

Qin Mo laughed out loud, and added, "Mom, Xia Xia just said you were so nice and asked you to buy her more chocolate balls."

Wen Xia: “…”

Damn Qin Mo, not only did he not help her, he also "stepped" on her.

Jiang Yu smiled and said, "If you like it, I'll buy more next time. Is there anything else Xia Xia would like to eat?"

Wen Xia shook her head modestly and stepped on Qin Mo under the table to vent her anger.

After finishing the meal, Qin Ande and the others sent Wen Xia to the place where she was taking supplementary lessons.

Inside the car.

Jiang Yu drove the car, while Qin Ande and Qin Mo sat in the back.

Qin Ande looked at his son next to him and said in a serious tone: "You don't need to go to the construction site. If you want to learn something, it's the same to go to the company. I will find someone to take you."

Qin Mo shook his head, "I know my limits."

Qin Ande pursed his lips and said, "The construction site is very tiring, you can't handle it."

"fine."

Qin Mo knew that they were worried about him, so he explained, "Dad, I need to at least understand the basic situation."

Qin Ande was silent, obviously agreeing with Qin Mo's words. He sighed in his heart and did not continue the topic. "I paid the balance of your house purchase for you. It's your business whether you have the ability or not. This is the intention of your mother and I."

Qin Mo said nothing and nodded.

When they were about to reach the construction site where Qin Mo was working, Qin Ande suddenly said, "You are an adult now, and you understand some things."

"It doesn't matter if it's a boy, but Xia Xia is a girl, don't mess around before you get married."

Qin Mo: “…”

We have been married for several years.

He hummed.

Jiang Yu, who was in the driver's seat, also gave instructions: "If you don't have enough money, call me and buy something for Xia Xia."

"We don't know what she likes, and it's hard to buy her. You buy it yourself."

Qin Mo has become accustomed to their partiality and is happy to see them being partial. "Okay."

…

At around seven or eight in the evening, when Qin Mo returned home, Wen Xia was working on review materials on the computer on the coffee table.

The aroma of stewed pork ribs came from the kitchen.

Wen Xia stood up and poured him a glass of water, "Hubby, welcome home."

Seeing that he was covered in dust, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, "You go take a shower, I'll cook, I stewed the ribs?"

"good."

Qin Mo bent down, lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled, "Wife, give me a kiss."

In consideration of his hard work, Wen Xia kissed him and said, "Go now."

After dinner, Wen Xia continued to prepare the review materials for He Qian. Qin Mo, who wanted to be affectionate with his wife, sat next to her with dissatisfaction, put his arm around her waist, and complained, "Wife, how much more is there?"

"It will probably take another hour or two."

Wen Xia patted his dirty hands and said, "Go read a book."

"Wife, I don't want to read, I want to see you."

Qin Mo rubbed his head against her neck.

Wen Xia felt a little itchy and couldn't help laughing. She pushed his head and resolutely resisted the male charm, "Don't interfere with my lesson preparation. I want to educate students."

Qin Mo's deep and charming voice

Wen Xia: “…”

"Don't make trouble. I need to prepare lessons."

Qin Mo smacked her mouth hard and reluctantly stood up to get the book.

Wen Xia glanced at his back and couldn't help laughing. If things didn't work out tonight, Qin Mo would probably become autistic tomorrow.

By the time she had finished counting the key fixed phrases for high school, Qin Mo had already fallen asleep on the sofa. She pursed her lips and reached out to gently take his book.

Just as she was about to get up to get the blanket, a big hand grabbed her, and with a little force, she fell on the man's chest.

When she met those narrow, smiling eyes, Wen Xia knew that this guy was just pretending to sleep.

She pinched his nose unhappily, "Childish."

Qin Mo raised his head and kissed her, saying faintly: "You childish ghost want to do..."

"Love love."

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