Dad, Please Try a Little Harder Chapter 3

  Chapter 3 Qian Quan: It is absolutely impossible for me and Ding Linlang!

  In the family education of health science, parents cannot punish their children for telling the truth.

  However, they can be punished for not studying hard, being addicted to games or TV, not being polite, etc.

   Judging from Qian Quan's situation today, he is likely to set a precedent of being beaten by his father because he stepped into the house with his left foot first.

  Aside from this point, he just verified one thing, that is, the bonus that his father got was indeed multiplied by ten times and entered into his own card.

  30,000 yuan, almost enough for his two years of university tuition and living expenses!

  This system... can handle it, and it really works if you have money.

  As for the 1,000 yuan that Dad hid privately, Mom didn't really care about it. In this regard, there is still some tacit understanding between the husband and wife.

  However, my mother still reminded my father vaguely not to engage in such petty tricks in the future. My mother thinks this is not a problem of private money, but a problem of attitude.

  She doesn't want to be the kind of wife who can't control her husband, nor does she want her husband to portray herself as a "strict wife".

  Father finally told the truth. It turned out that he had taken a fancy to the family chess record of a bookstore owner, but the owner asked for 1,000 yuan.

  After learning the truth, my mother gave him another 1,000 yuan and said, "You can use this 1,000 yuan to buy chess records, and you can keep the 1,000 yuan for what you like to do."

   Now I can't mess with Dad.

  In fact, sometimes for a man, the salary paid is the responsibility, and the private money kept is freedom.

   Once the private money is made public, there will be no such feeling.

   Qian Quan, who witnessed the whole process, quietly gave his mother a thumbs up.

  What's the deal, this is it!

  Since the matter is settled in this way, Dad naturally has no reason to trouble Qian Quan anymore, but he is curious about Qian Quan knowing about the 3,000 yuan bonus.

  Qian Quan had no choice but to say vaguely that he had vaguely seen the notice somewhere, and he was perfunctory.

  Dad didn't delve into it either.

   After chatting with his parents for a while, Qian Quan went back to his room.

  He logged into the ICBC APP again, and saw 30,000 yuan lying quietly inside, which was real and effective.

  The stone in my heart fell to the ground, and I began to think about how to buy something for my parents and Ding Linlang reasonably and without being suspected.

   Quickly had an idea.

  He quit the ICBC app, logged into the QQ account "Knowing Daoren", and decided to go to the "Manmu Linlang" book friend group chat.

   Unsurprisingly, the chat history is already 99+.

   Originally prepared to ignore it as usual, but he saw that the author "Lin Lang" was also participating in the chat.

  So he began to climb the stairs and pulled up, and was shocked to find that the topic of tonight was actually started by himself.

   It was about the time when he and Ding Linlang were taking the bus home. Ding Linlang asked a question in her book group.

  Lin Lang: "I would like to ask you, a boy who just lost love, what birthday gift is better for him?"

  As soon as this question came out, the group exploded, and the book friends asked who the boy was, where he lived, measurements, height, whether he had a photo, and whether he could fight...

  Lin Lang: "It's a small one, don't think about it. [Embarrassed expression]"

  Night Cat Miaomiao: "Is that my childhood sweetheart?"

  Lin Lang: "Barely counted, but just buddies, very pure, no ambiguity."

   Zhiqiao: "Above Youda, but not enough lovers?"

  Lin Lang: "...it's not that complicated, everyone, don't digress."

   At this point, everyone got down to business and began to seriously discuss what gifts boys like.

   "No boy can refuse a game console, give him a PSP!"

   "Lang Da can give you a small set of screwdrivers to try. My boyfriend bought a set, and I can play with it for a day."

   "Toy guns or Ultraman figures are fine..."

   "No one mentioned basketball shoes, I feel that giving boys basketball shoes can never go wrong."

   "I'll say one, the drone, I think most boys will like it."

   Qian Quan looked at the various answers, and felt both interesting and touched in his heart. This feeling of being secretly valued by others is really subtle.

  He also joined in the fun and replied: "Send Cullinan a car, I believe no boy can refuse Cullinan."

  Lin Lang: "Taoist, shut up!"

  Qian Quan first returned a [sinister] expression, and then asked: "But I'm curious about one thing, Lang Da, you have such an excellent green plum in your childhood, why do you still lose love?"

  Lin Lang: "I told you, he and I are just buddies! Neither of us is like each other..."

  Do you know the person: "What type of dishes does Lang Da have?"

  Lin Lang: "I can look up to you in every aspect."

  Do you know the person: "What are the specific aspects?"

  Lin Lang: "Height, basketball, chess, talent, etc. In short, my ideal person must be a hero."

  Do you know Taoist: "Then stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds to marry you?"

  Lin Lang: "That's too much, just drive a helicopter."

  Do you know someone: "...what if you don't meet such a person?"

   After Qian Quan asked, she thought she would be single for the rest of her life, but after a while, she replied, "Of course there can be exceptions."

  Knowledgeable person: "What exception?"

  Lin Lang: "Then I can't say it..."

  At this time, other screen-peeping book friends began to answer the conversation.

  Nan Bowan: "Sorry, this is the exception."

   Eyes full of black silk: "Sorry, this is the exception."

  Bei Jiaren: "Sorry, this is the exception."

  Qian Quan looked at everyone's swipe, shook his head and smiled, and was about to copy the queue, when he suddenly got excited and slapped himself lightly, what was I thinking? That's my own half-brother!

   After chatting in the group for a while, Lin Lang replied, "Thank you for your suggestions, the code words are gone" and withdrew.

  Qian Quan also quit his trumpet and started reading novels.

  The next day, Qian Quan accompanied his father to Xin'an Bookstore to buy chess records.

On the way, Dad suddenly talked about what happened last night again: "Shitou, I'm really happy that you were able to tell the truth to your mother last night, but I didn't like your tone and attitude at that time. Mom can't even get off the stage."

   "Dad, I really didn't care..."

Dad shook his head noncommittally, and said, "Actually, your mother discussed the second child with me not long ago. She said that she envied those who have both children and wanted a daughter. I originally considered your mother's age, yes I firmly disagree, but thinking about your performance last night, I am a little shaken..."

  Qian Quan couldn't laugh or cry: "Dad, I was really wrong."

   "Actually, it's not all because of you, it's your mother who said that in the future, if we want to go to our daughter's house, there will be nowhere for relatives to go."

   "You can come to my house."

   "What do you call visiting relatives when you go to your son's house? Besides, if you marry Lin Lang in the future, our two families will be two streets away, let alone visiting relatives, at most it will be called visiting."

  Qian Quan stopped suddenly and looked at his father in disbelief: "I am marrying Lin Lang? What are you thinking? How can Lin Lang and I get married? We can never be okay?"

  Dad snorted with a look of seeing through and not telling the truth, and walked forward on his own.

  Qian Quan was stunned for a few seconds, and hurried to catch up.

  As soon as the father and father entered the bookstore, Qian Quan saw a tall, familiar figure with cool short hair and a white T-shirt standing in front of the row of chess and chess bookshelves.

  Ding Linlang.

  (end of this chapter)

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