He Qian had long been familiar with these great principles, and she refuted disapprovingly, "If you don't study, you can do anything else."

"What do you choose to move bricks or sit in the office?" Wen Xia took the example of what high school teachers like to talk about.

He Qian was a little awakened, her voice was a little smaller than before, "Office."

"There are many jobs in society, including sweeping floors, dishwashing clerks, and teachers, but the work is actually divided into "levels" of academic qualifications. What kind of education you have, you will do what kind of job you will do."

"It's not that I have any distinction between work, but that this is a social phenomenon, full of competition."

"Your family conditions are good, which does not mean that you can waste it. The time you waste now is ten times more than you can't get it back in the future."

She is an example. She went to a junior college to a bachelor's degree and became a teacher. She taught good students more than ten times of her efforts, but she did not get the recognition of the society and could not compare to a bachelor's degree.

The three years she spent, she had not worked harder than three years in high school.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Wen Xia probably thought about it in her heart. She clicked until she continued to talk about the topic.

Zhao Hui came back at twelve o'clock and came to see them for a few minutes.

Wen Xia finished the question in her hand, and she started packing up and preparing to go out for dinner.

Zhao Hui signaled 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 Qianqian still obedient at home? She is not very good-natured, so please take more responsibility."

When He Qian could listen, Wen Xia thought it was already very good. She said, "It's pretty good. Qian Qian is very smart and has a solid basic English skills."

When Zhao Hui saw her praising He Qian, she smiled on her face, and she explained: "Qianqian's grades in junior high school are pretty good. After entering high school, she became obsessed with playing games, so she started to stop studying hard."

"We care about her, she will get angry." He sighed.

She said again: "Please pay more attention. You are about the same age. She may listen to a few more words when she says she is."

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

Wen Xia said seriously: "It's my responsibility, Sister Zhao is uneasy."

Zhao Hui felt that she was more responsible than the first two and had a more kind attitude. "Let's have dinner together, it's not convenient to go back and forth."

"My cousin has come to pick me up." Wen Xia shook her head.

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

Qin Mo took her hand and put it in his pocket. Wen Xia touched something, and his eyes lit up and he touched it out, a chocolate ball.

She ate one, "When did you buy it?"

"My mother brings it and let me give it to her daughter-in-law."

Seeing that her cheeks were bulging, Qin Mo chuckled and reminded: "Eat slowly, there are still many more."

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

Qin Mo couldn't help laughing, "Say in front of my mother."

Restaurants near the school.

When Qin Ande and Jiang Yu saw the two coming, Jiang Yu handed the menu to Wen Xia and smiled and said, "Xia Xia, are you still used to it at school?"

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

she:"……"

Qin Mo laughed softly and said, "Mom, Xia Xia said just now that you are so nice, please buy her more chocolate balls."

Wen Xia: “…”

The damn Qin Mo, if he doesn't help him, he will "step" her.

Jiang Yu smiled, "I'll buy more next time I like to eat. Does Xia Xia have anything else to eat?"

Wen Xia shook her head reservedly, stepped on Qin Mo under the table and exhaled her breath

After dinner, Qin Ande and his friends sent Wen Xia to the place where they could make up for the lessons.

Inside the car.

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

Qin Ande looked at his son next to him and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to go to the construction site. If you want to learn something, the same is true for studying in the company. I will find someone to take you."

Qin Mo shook his head, "I have a sense of responsibility."

Qin Ande pursed his lips, "The construction site is very tired, you can't bear it."

"fine."

Qin Mo knew they were worried about him and explained: "Dad, I must at least understand the most basic situation."

Qin Ande was silent, obviously agreeing with Qin Mo's words. He sighed and did not continue the topic. "I will pay for the final payment for you to buy a house. It is your business for you to have the ability. This is my and your mother's wish."

Qin Mo said nothing and nodded.

When he was about to arrive at the construction site where Qin Mo went to work, Qin Ande suddenly said again: "You are an adult, and you understand some things."

"It doesn't matter if a boy is a girl, but Xia Xia is a girl. Don't do anything randomly if you are not married."

Qin Mo: "..."

We have been married for several years.

He said "yes".

Jiang Yu in the driver's seat also instructed: "If you don't have enough money, call me, and buy something if you should buy something for Xia Xia."

"We don't know what she likes, and it's not easy to buy, you can buy it yourself."

Qin Mo has become accustomed to their "biasedness" and is happy to see them "biasedness". "Okay."

...

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, when Qin Mo returned home, Wen Xia was using a computer to do review materials on the coffee table.

The aroma of stewed pork ribs came from the kitchen.

Wen Xia got up and poured him a glass of water, "Husband, welcome home."

Seeing that his body was covered in dust, a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, "You go and take a shower, I cook, I stewed pork ribs."

"good."

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

For his hard work, Wen Xia kissed him, "Go quickly."

After dinner, Wen Xia continued to make review materials for He Qian. Qin Mo sat next to her in dissatisfaction and hugged her waist, "Wife, how many more?"

"It's probably one or two more hours."

Wen Xia patted his savage hands and said, "Go and read."

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

Qin Mo's head rubbed against her neck.

Wen Xia was a little itchy, couldn't help laughing, pushed his head, and resolutely resisted the male sex, "Don't affect my lesson preparation, I want to educate my children."

Qin Mo's low and charming voice, "Wife, let's "bring" me first."

Wen Xia: “…”

What is he called "education"?

"Don't make trouble, I'm going to prepare lessons."

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

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

After she calculated the key phrases of high school, Qin Mo next to her was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep. She pursed her lips and reached out to take down his book gently.

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

When Wen Xia met his narrow and smiling eyes, she knew that this guy was pretending to be asleep just now.

She pinched his nose with annoyance, "A naive ghost."

Qin Mo raised his head and kissed her, then put his hands into her clothes and said in a low voice: "The childish ghost wants to do it..."
Chapter completed!