Luo Yan hesitated for a moment, then took it and quickly reached into her pocket, "How much? I'll give it to you."

"How much is the meal? We'll give it to Aunt Luo." Wen Xia blinked, signaling her not to be so formal.

Luo Yan smiled and then said nothing more.

In order not to waste time, they finished eating in just over ten minutes. Wen Xia began to teach English to Ning Yan, while Qin Mo listened to the class on his mobile phone.

Luo Yan, who was in the living room, wearing her newly bought reading glasses, worked closely to install electronic parts, from one to a dozen and then to more than a hundred.

The time on the wall slipped from nine forty to eleven.

I earned seven or eight dollars in more than an hour.

Bedroom Just after finishing an English test, Wen Xia shook her head and told Ning Yan, "Come down and study grammar. You have a good vocabulary."

Ning Yan nodded seriously, "Thank you, Teacher Wen."

Seeing that he glanced at Qin Mo and obviously had a question to ask, Wen Xia smiled and reached out to take off Qin Mo's headphones, "Student master, tell me a question."

Qin Mo glanced at her, a smile on his face, and said lovingly, "Okay."

Then he stood up and sat in the position where Wen Xia had just sat, explaining math problems to Ning Yan, with Wen Xia listening beside him.

Probably because she saw that they hadn't come out yet, Luo Yan came in and took a look. Seeing Qin Mo explaining a problem to Ning Yan, there was a complicated look in her eyes.

It was already half past eleven when we left Luo's house. There were no buses and no taxis in sight.

Fortunately, it wasn’t far, and the two went home hand in hand.

As soon as they got home, Wen Xia went to find their clothes to prepare for a bath, and Qin Mo went to the bathroom to run hot water.

This is the tacit understanding that the two have developed after many years of marriage, needless to say.

The wardrobes for two people are separate, on each side, making it convenient and easy to find things.

Wen Xia didn't find Qin Mo's pajamas, so she started to look through her closet and sure enough, there they were.

She yelled outside, "Honey, your pajamas are in my closet again. I told everyone to have their own closet, otherwise you won't be able to find them."

Qin Mo walked in and shrugged innocently, "Wife, it ran away by itself."

Wen Xia stuffed the pajamas into his hand unhappily, "It has legs? Don't do that next time."

"Okay." Qin Mo agreed readily.

Wen Xia must have believed him. It has been like this for several years. "Next time you do this, I will put you in the closet. I will wash first and you later."

As he said that, he rushed into the bathroom holding his clothes and quickly locked the door.

Qin Mo behind him raised his eyebrows, walked to the bedside cabinet, opened it and took out a key.

Hearing the sound of unlocking, Wen Xia in the bathtub: "..."

The next second, the door opened and Qin Mo came in holding clothes. He took off his clothes and said faintly, "Wife, do you want to call for help?"

Wen Xia: “…”

She pretended to yell, "Ah, help me."

After saying that, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Is that enough? If not, should I shout twice more?"

Qin Mo was amused. He lay down in the bathtub, his hands unruly, "Come, let your husband give you a bath."

"After washing, start working."

Wen Xia: “…”

…

Saturday

Qin Mo went out to work, and Wen Xia stayed at home reading a book. She suddenly received a call from Zhao Hui, asking her to continue tutoring He Qian.

If she hadn't given Ning Yan extra lessons, she might have agreed. In fact, she had the time, but she still had to prepare for class and do her own studies.

She hesitated for a moment and refused, "Sister Zhao, no, I have found a tutoring job now."

Zhao Hui was a little disappointed. She explained, "It was Qianqian who took the initiative to ask you to make up lessons. It was she who took the initiative to ask to learn."

"We pay double the tuition fee, is that okay with you?"

Wen Xia heard that it was He Qian who took the initiative to bring it up. She hesitated, and finally agreed, "Sister Zhao, the payment will still be based on the previous amount."

It was already past nine o'clock when she hung up the phone. She packed up her teaching materials and went to He's house.

When He Qian saw her, she felt a little embarrassed. She greeted her politely and then listened to the class attentively.

Wen Xia felt as pleased as a teacher and explained the topic in more detail. He had lunch at He's house and returned home at four in the afternoon.

When I got home, I felt lazy. I just curled up on the sofa and searched for some popular horror movies to watch.

Qin Mo came back before six o'clock.

The first thing he saw was the magnified ghost face on TV, "..."

He turned to look at his wife who was lying on the sofa and hadn't noticed that he had returned. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked as if she would touch a ghost if it was in front of her.

He closed the door quietly and then sat next to her. Wen Xia glanced at him belatedly and said, "Imagine that you are watching a horror movie and suddenly someone sits next to you."

It's really scarier than a horror movie.

She subconsciously let out an "ah" and threw the pillow in her hand away.

Fortunately, Qin Mo reacted quickly and caught the pillow. He looked at her aggrievedly, "Wife, am I so scary?"

Wen Xia reacted and snorted, gently kicking his thigh with her foot, "Qin dog, you should be thankful that I didn't kick you."

"So domestic violence?"

Qin Mo put his long arms around her, lowered his head and kissed her vigorously, then said: "If it were me, I would suppress the "ghost."

Wen Xia: “…”

I'm gonna crush you.

"Why did you come back so early today?"

"I'm taking my wife to the movies."

Qin Mo took out two tickets from his pocket and said, "It's still two hours until nine o'clock, wife, let's change clothes and have a western meal?"

Wen Xia giggled, got up, put on her slippers and hopped into the bedroom, "I'm going to change my clothes."

Halfway through the western meal, Wen Xia saw Qin Mo answer a phone call. He pursed his lips and looked a little unhappy. After he hung up, he asked, "Honey, what's wrong?"

Qin Mo said sullenly, "I need to go to the construction site."

Wen Xia was not unhappy. That was how work was. If the boss called you, you had to go. "Honey, go ahead. I'm fine. I'll take the bus back after dinner and text you when I get home."

Qin Mo hummed and apologized, "Wife, I'm sorry."

"fine."

Wen Xia said with a smile. After he left, she continued to eat slowly. Halfway through, a waiter suddenly said, "Madam, congratulations, you are the 999th guest of our restaurant. This is the cake sent by our store."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, wondering if it was a consumer scam. She and Qin Mo had encountered this once before. If Qin Mo had not been a lawyer, they would have had to pay more than three hundred yuan.

She waved her hand cautiously and said, "No, I don't need it."

The waiter's smile froze for a moment, remembering what the man had said, "Ma'am, this is free. We don't charge anything. We'll waive the fee for your table too."

"Then put it here."

Wen Xia was half-believing and half-doubting. After the waiter left, she took out her cell phone and sent a message to Qin Mo: Honey, the waiter said I was the 999th customer and gave me a cake. Do you think he is a liar?

Qin Mo replied immediately: No, eat it.

Wen Xia trusted Qin Mo more than she trusted herself. She opened the lid of the cake and saw a number seven on it.

seven……

The seventh anniversary of her marriage to Qin Mo.

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