On Children's Day, a family of three came to the kindergarten. There was a performance in the kindergarten today and parents were invited to watch. Su Qingmeng and Lin Xiuyao came together to participate.
They also brought cameras and video recorders. Kang Kang's chorus was the third to appear. "Now, please enjoy the chorus program 'Let's Row the Boat Together.'"
Kang Kang came on stage wearing a white shirt and black pants. The two people started taking photos and videos. Kang Kang smiled when he saw his parents on the stage. He has been brave since he was a child and was not nervous at all. He started singing: "Let's row the oars..."
The child's voice was clear, pure and ethereal. Su Qingmeng swayed her body slightly to the singing. Looking at her confident son on the stage, she felt very proud.
The children performed a total of six programs. The host announced: "Nanxi Kindergarten's Children's Day performance is over. Thank you all for coming."
Kang Kang came to find his parents and asked, "Did I perform well today? The teacher praised me."
Lin Xiuyao picked him up and said, "My son is really great. To reward you, I'll take you to KFC today. After that, we'll go to the toy store and buy you some toys. You can choose them yourself."
Kang Kang's face flushed, "Thank you, Dad, thank you, Mom."
Su Qingmeng smiled: "You're welcome." Her son was quite good at handling things at such a young age.
The three of them celebrated Kang Kang's first stage performance and didn't return home until 7pm. Kang Kang said, "I'm so happy today. Can I sleep with Mom and Dad?"
Su Qingmeng: "Okay."
Lin Xiuyao glanced at his wife resentfully and took his son to take a bath.
They waited for a month and finally found a house in Chuansha County. "Go there yourself. If the property rights are clear and the price is reasonable, just take it." Su Qingmeng didn't like going out in the summer, and the last time she went there, she found that there was nothing in Pudong, so she didn't want to go again.
Lin Xiuyao went to look at houses himself, and the agent found him a building with an area of about 40 square meters and a bungalow with an area of 100 square meters.
He inquired about the clear ownership of the property, negotiated the price with the two landlords, and bought both of them, spending a total of 90,000 yuan. He took the property certificate and went home, "Honey, I'm home."
There was no one in the room. He looked at the calendar. Today was Saturday. Lin Xiuyao entered the space and went up the mountain to the farm. He could always enter Su Qingmeng's farm on weekends. The activities of "Qiluo Department Store" never stopped. Every time they traded, she could earn Taoyuan coins, which could be used to raise pearl oysters.
Sure enough, Su Qingmeng was swimming in the big lake on the farm, wearing a thin swimsuit. When she saw Lin Xiuyao, she was surprised, "You went home?"
"Well, the transfer procedures have been completed." Lin Xiuyao took off his clothes and went into the water.
"Okay, then wait for the demolition. Why are you coming down here?" Now every afternoon when she is at home, she goes to the space to exercise, swim or run.
Lin Xiuyao came to his wife and said, "You."
"What?" Su Qingmeng reacted, "hooligan." So she was tormented for the whole afternoon.
As summer arrived in Shanghai, the temperature usually reached over 30 degrees Celsius, making it extremely hot and stuffy. Lin Xiuyao bought two air conditioners and placed them home, one in the master bedroom and one in the study, both of which were where Su Qingmeng often stayed.
The air conditioner at that time was a split wall-mounted type. Su Qingmeng watched the staff installing it under Lin Xiuyao's instructions and asked quietly, "Where's my son?"
Lin Xiuyao: "Kang Kang is young, so an electric fan will be fine." The truth is, air conditioners are relatively scarce these days, and he had to use his connections to buy these two. "It's not good for children to be exposed to air conditioning too much."
Su Qingmeng thought he had asked someone knowledgeable about the matter, "I see."
Lin Xiuyao felt a little guilty and changed the subject: "Why don't we go back to Beijing during the summer vacation? It's not this hot in Beijing in the summer. It's a good opportunity for me to go back and visit the branch office in Beijing."
"Okay," Su Qingmeng agreed happily, "It rains frequently in Shanghai, and I think it's too humid here." She doesn't like rainy days, and the municipal engineering projects in Shanghai are not doing well now, and there is serious water accumulation on the roads.
With air conditioning, Su Qingmeng felt much more comfortable. She started staying at home again, rarely going out, and exercising directly in the space. Kang Kang was picked up and dropped off at school by Lin Xiuyao, as he was not busy now.
That day she received a call from Bai Fu, who said that the publishing house recommended her to attend an exchange meeting organized by the Beijing Writers Association. The meeting would be held next month and would last for fifteen days.
Su Qingmeng was a little hesitant, "Why choose me?" She didn't like socializing very much and just wanted to be a lazy novelist in her life.
Bai Fu said, "Our publishing house has two spots available, and I strongly recommend you, Writer Su. We've discussed it and feel your work is both high-quality and popular, so we agreed."
Su Qingmeng said, "Let me think about it."
Bai Fu knew she was a bit of a homebody, so she tried to persuade her, "This is a rare opportunity, with many well-known writers participating. You should think about it carefully."
In the evening, Su Qingmeng talked about this with Lin Xiuyao, and Lin Xiuyao asked, "Do you want to go?"
Su Qingmeng hesitated. "Go ahead. You can meet a lot of big guys and ask for their autographs. But my work is pretty ordinary and lacks depth. I don't think I'm qualified enough."
Lin Xiuyao was anxious. "How could that be? Your novels are so well written. I can tell they're very popular by the sacks of letters you've received from readers."
"Well, the thing is, most of what I write are romance novels. I haven't written two serious ones. I feel embarrassed."
Lin Xiuyao consoled her, "Romance novels are a vast genre. Since ancient times, there have been countless poems and songs praising love, and many of them are famous and well-known."
"Okay," Su Qingmeng interrupted him, seeing that he was about to give a long speech, "I'll go."
Lin Xiuyao shut up, thought for a moment and said, "If you don't want to go, then don't go."
"You've been saying both the truth and the irony." Su Qingmeng was speechless. "It's not good to work in isolation. It would be good for me to go and exchange ideas with the seniors."
Lin Xiuyao laughed, "Hehe." He was a little moved by his wife. He turned over and pressed on her, "Wife."
The night is long, and someone's sobs are drowned in the hot waves.
At the end of July, Kang Kang had his summer vacation, and the three of them began to prepare to return to Beijing. "Mom, I want to bring back photos of the performance to show Tongtong and Xiaoyuan."
Su Qingmeng was packing her luggage, and Kang Kang was helping (making trouble) beside her. "Go pack your toys. You're staying in Beijing for twenty days this time, and you're allowed to bring one suitcase. Take a look at which one you want to take." She sent her son away.
Lin Xiuyao went to the company. He wanted to arrange the work for the month he was away. Fortunately, with Xiaobao, he could now work on his own.
Lin Xiuyao now never does things that he can ask his subordinates to do. After all, he will be going to Hainan soon and may not be able to take care of the clothing company. His focus now is to cultivate the subjective initiative of his employees.
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