On the dining table.

Qin Guanglin sucked his crab legs into his mouth, and his eyes turned around the faces of the two women.

It seems a bit strange.

"This crab ointment is enough, why not try it?" Qin Ma pried open a crab and handed it to the plate.

"Thank you...Auntie."

Why not lower your head and purses your lips.

"Eat quickly and eat quickly." Qin Ma's eyes were so happy that she bent her eyes, she felt so comfortable...

"What are you looking at?" She turned her head and saw Qin Guanglin biting the crab legs, lowered her eyes and peeking at herself, and couldn't help but tsk, "Eat!"

"oh."

Qin Guanglin looked at it and didn't know what was wrong with these two people, so he just felt at ease to eat his own meal.

Anyway, seeing the old lady's happy look is definitely a good thing.

"Everyone says that Green Island crabs are delicious, but in fact they are just that. They are similar to those in our Luocheng City, so they are not as good as they are... The crabs raised in the Luo River water are much fresher than those in his place."

While eating crabs, he didn't forget to comment a few times. Green Island crab is so sarcastic, it's not as good as it is in advertising.

"How to compare different varieties, just talk nonsense."

Qin's mother can distinguish between river crabs and sea crabs, unlike Qin Guanglin who only recognizes crabs.

"I originally wanted to bring some specialties back, but the specialties over there were all seafood, so it was hard to bring, so I gave up taking you around next time."

"Don't, just go and play. I'm so old and old, I'm just staying at home. I don't even bother to go out to play at Luocheng, let alone go anywhere." Qin's mother shook her head, "You young are energetic, live a good life, and you also climb mountains and rivers. Just like when we were young, we went to the mountains to harvest grass and feed pigs every day, climbing mountains and work, you have never done that kind of thing. I feel that climbing is fresh, now I'm giving me money to make me climb even if I don't climb..."

"Okay, okay, don't climb, don't talk about your glorious deeds of feeding pigs." Qin Guanglin didn't know how many times Qin's mother had talked about the hardships at that time, so he nodded and stopped it, paused and corrected: "That's not called climbing mountains and swimming, it's called traveling mountains and swimming."

"I just like to call me climbing and swimming." Qin's mother glared, "Will you show off after studying for two years?"

"Why don't you say which one?"

“Climbing mountains and swimming.”

“…”

Qin Guanglin was speechless and chewed the crab silently. After a while, he muttered: "When I finish my work, I will draw all of you on the official account."

He said that he had finished his work. He had just finished his meal and plunged into the studio again. He ran over to work for the next few days until after National Day, when he started working, he had not finished his work. He put on paint every day and ran out to wash it clean, and the next day he got all over again.

It's a big project at first glance.

He didn't come here all the time. He stayed at home for the next two days to prepare for the start of school and wrote novels. He came to buy vegetables and cook with his mother at dinner time, and then the three of them ate together, and watched TV with her mother at night.

Although he didn't know what Qin Guanglin was trying on, since he said it was a surprise, why not go to see it secretly. It was just that his sense of expectation became stronger and stronger by his mysterious appearance. This straight man sometimes turned surprise into shock, but the painting aspect is still quite reliable.

"What is this kid doing?"

Qin's mother couldn't help but feel curious. She wanted to sneak in and take a look several times, but who would think that Qin Guanglin was too damn. Not only did she lock the door when she was inside, but she also had to use the key to lock the studio when she went back to bed at night, and she treated it as a treasure and didn't even let anyone look at it.

"I don't know, he kept it secret very well."

After dinner, why don’t you sit on the sofa, look back at the closed studio door, and shake your head to show that you don’t know.

"This kid... I guess I'm painting you two." Qin Ma looked confident, "Maybe she's painting your wedding photos."

"No..., right?" Why don't you feel so unsure when you heard her say this.

Qin Guanglin is stupid, thinking about when he will get married every day, and now he can't wait to draw a wedding photo first... It's something he can do.

"I think it's very likely."

Qin's mother grinned. The topic was about getting married, so she had to say something. Why did she move her butt and whisper: "Have you discussed it?"

"What?" Why bother to make my heart beat.

"Oh, just...that's it, when did you get the marriage done? He must have discussed it with you, right? Every time I ask him, he will talk to you, and you talk to your aunt, how did you discuss it?"

If two people were talking about friends normally, Qin's mother wouldn't be so anxious. Now she has been living together for more than a year, but she has been so tired of it before getting married. It's a bit wrong.

"This... he said he would prepare first before he discussed it." Why not hesitate to throw the blame on Qin Guanglin.

After pausing, she continued, "And this is not just a matter between us, there is still a lot to consider... It's better to take your time."

Qin Ma nodded, "Well, yes, this is a big deal, of course you have to consider a lot... The most important thing is the idea of ​​the two of you."

"Our idea is... we will definitely get married." He Dian smiled with a curved corner of his mouth, "No matter how sooner or later, this marriage will definitely get married. Auntie, don't worry, we have nothing to do, it's good, just take it slowly."

"I'm not worried, I'm not worried."

Crack.

The studio door rings.

Qin Guanglin stretched out his hands, put his old coat he had specially worn for painting, and walked towards the bathroom.

"I came out so early today, finished painting?"

"No, I have to hang it first and continue painting tomorrow."

"oh……"

Qin's mother looked at the locked studio door, then looked at the bathroom, and pushed it with her shoulders, and said sneakily: "Do you want to go over and take a sneak peek?"

"Not good..." Why don't you listened to the sound of water rushing in the bathroom, and you were a little moved.

"Just take a look, what's going on these days?" Qin's mother continued to instigate, aiming at the bathroom, and quietly stood up.

In the past, it took only two days to complete the painting. Qin Guanglin has been doing it for almost a week this time, and it hasn't been finished yet, which makes her very curious and always wants to see what major projects he is doing.

Why bother to hesitate to stand up, and also want to see what he is doing this week in advance, so as not to be really scared.

"What are you doing?!"

"No, why didn't you do?"

The two people who had just gotten up sat back on the sofa with a bang, their backs straight, looking as if nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, Qin Guanglin washed his hands in the bathroom and did not forget to look out to monitor them.

"I just want to pour a glass of water..."

Qin's mother looked around with guilt, held the cup and got up to pour tea, "Why don't you drink more water before going back."

"Okay aunt."

Qin Guanglin shook his hand and looked at the two of them vigilantly. He took out the key and twisted the door lock of the studio twice before he felt relieved.

If you say it is a surprise, you have to be a surprise. If you watch it in advance, you can still make a big surprise.

Why not drink the water in the cup? The two of them greeted Qin Ma and walked back with their hands.

"Did you finish painting so early today? Go to the gym?" Why bother asking.

"If you don't go... you're a little tired, so let's take a break first." Qin Guanglin rubbed his shoulders and shook his head, "I'll go in a few days."

"Then I'll help you rub it."

Why not sit behind Qin Guanglin with a smile, put his soft little hand on his shoulder and squeezed it gently, "Is that OK?"

"Yeah~ use some more force."

"Then you sit down... forget it, lie down."

She hugged Qin Guanglin and lay on the bed, turned over and sat on his back, spitted at his hands twice, rubbed them together, and smiled and said, "I'm going to use force."

"How old can you be... Ouch!"

Before Qin Guanglin finished speaking, he felt a numbness on his shoulders and his whole body tensed up, "Hey... hiss~ OK, yes, that's it."

He closed his eyes and hummed softly, his stiff muscles slowly relaxed, and the fatigue of drawing for a day disappeared under her hands.

That's right, this little hand is quite powerful.

...

After dinner, Sun Yat-sen, who had been on vacation for a few days, looked around in the mirror. The bruises on his face had completely disappeared, so he took his clothes out to work.

There are not many people in the gym during the day, and it is the real bustling time at night.

"Brother Wen, are you here to work?"

"Yeah, here it's here."

"I haven't seen Brother Wen for several days."

“Something happened a few days ago.”

After entering the gym, Sun Wen and his colleagues greeted him and walked into the locker room. Looking back, they felt something was wrong.

Their smiles are a little weird.

"Come?"

The supervisor changed his clothes and came out of the compartment and just met Sun Wen. He paused and came over and patted him on the shoulder, "Have a meeting later."

"good."
To be continued...