“My youth started only at the age of 25.

When I was in school, I only had endless papers and endless paintings, as well as thick exercise books, and the youth series of movies, abortions, cheating, car accidents, and dropping out of school, which made me suspect that I had passed a fake puberty.

Later, I thanked myself for my past work and hard work, so I was confident to hold back at the age of 25... Well, she stopped me and told her: I will marry you.

In April, the sun is shining, and willow catkins are flying on the street. When she turned around, she was not far behind her. That was the beginning of love - well, it was wrong again, to be precise, it was the beginning of love I thought.

In fact, love has existed two years later.

It's strange, but it's true. Our love has existed "early" two years after our first meeting.

But that doesn't matter. Before I met her, I thought I could only be half alive.

What does it mean to be half alive? - I can't find the meaning of existence, I just eat, sleep, draw, and make money step by step.

However, at that time I didn't think there was anything wrong.

Isn’t life like this? Just live as long as you are - no, no, later I discovered that the world is colorful and more colorful than a painting board.

She is like a kind of three primary colors, with colorful light that can bring life into various colors.

That is the real light.

I have to say thank you to me in the past. Remember to remember to be the future me... Forget it, the baby cried again, I have to change his diapers-"

Crack!

There was a slight sound in the study door, and Qin Guanglin closed the notebook vigilantly and looked over.

"Dad, why are you doing secretly?" Qin Anya walked over mysteriously as if she had discovered some little secret.

"Go and go, have you finished memorizing English? Be careful that your mother will get angry if she doesn't pass the No. 1 Middle School!"

Qin Guanglin was so annoyed that the child was not as honest as he was when he was a child when he was about to go to high school, and he was idle all day long and sneaked around what she was doing in the study.

"Oh, I'll ask you to have a meal, and I'll carry it after the meal."

"You go first."

Seeing his daughter walking out step by step, Qin Guanglin took out the small lock from the drawer, carefully locked the notebook, and then placed it on the top of the bookshelf.

Since he had a son, he didn't know how he had an amateur interest. Perhaps he was affected by what he was. He liked to scratch his pen more and more. At first, he just wrote a diary to record the growth of his daughter and son. Later, he was not satisfied and began to write letters to his future self. Of course, this could not be seen by them, so he could not do it. He locked it up like a thief and only showed it to himself.

Fortunately, I don’t like fishing. I heard that suddenly I like fishing is a sign of losing my sexual desire... Although I don’t understand it very much, if I can avoid it, I can avoid it.

That guy Xiao Yu didn't want a second child, it was quite scary to think about it.

"You're hiding for so long, are you hiding inside and having a baby?" Why not supervise the two brothers and sisters after washing their hands - Qin Anyi is actually the only one who needs to supervise. After turning back, Qin Guanglin sat down before he came out of the study.

"Well, give them another sister to fight the poison with poison."

Qin Guanglin was sitting on the main seat on the ground, digging his ears with his little finger. Before he could even hold the chopsticks, he saw that he was staring at him. He had no choice but to get up and wash his hands.

You have to set a good example for your children.

"Go to grandma's house tomorrow... Anya, remember, just hold her arm and act coquettishly and let her move in. An Yi, if grandma doesn't come, you will cry. Remember, it's up to you brothers and sisters."

Why not hold the chopsticks and remind the two of them to bring the old lady over?

"knew."

"Uh-huh."

Eight-year-old Qin Anyi nodded in his hand holding the bowl.

"You said that it would be less troublesome if it was demolished in the old street?" Qin Guanglin came back after washing his hands and sat down.

"The key is that it has not been demolished. Last time I saw that she had loosened. I guess she could pack up her things and move them over tomorrow. You can tidy up that room later."

"Oh, it depends on you."

After a family of four slowly finished their meal, Qin Anya took the book to the balcony and recited words in a low voice to prepare for high school. Qin Anyi was supervised by the way. She reluctantly took out her primary school textbook and slapped on the table to do her homework.

I don’t even have the opportunity to copy homework. It’s so difficult for my mother to be her own teacher.

Qin Guanglin was like a leader, walking around with his hands behind his back, nodding with satisfaction, so why bother to give him a look, "Come here to teach him."

"Don't, I just had enough to eat, so I can't be angry."

“…”

Leave professional matters to professionals. Qin Guanglin, who once taught his son to do homework, almost collapsed. He was not as smart as his sister at all. If he hadn't looked almost exactly the same as when he was a child, he would even suspect that he had held the wrong one in the hospital.

...

...

Beifei Road still looks the same as before, but the old men and ladies on the street have changed a batch of old men and ladies. The ones that should be left have left, and the new ones are on top, leaving only a few familiar faces.

Uncle Pan left the year before yesterday. After he left the Old Pan Convenience Store, another person was changed at the door. Brother Pan, who was in his fifties, moved a horse stool and sat there to protect the family business, just like Qin Guanglin's young Uncle Pan sitting there when he was a child.

Qin Guanglin's broken Audi was well maintained and was still driving. He had no plans to change the car. He slowly stopped on Beifei Road and the whole family got out of the car.

"Aunt Wang, do you have customers at home when you buy so many dishes?"

"Yes, come here..." Aunt Wang looked at the Qin family's door and then said to Nunu in the distance, "I still refuse to go?"

The two families are neighbors and have a close relationship. Qin's mother lives in an old house and doesn't want to move there.

"Take her over today."

"Come on, come back often if you have nothing to do."

Aunt Wang said a few words and went back to her home with a basket of vegetables. In fact, in her opinion, Qin's mother is healthy now and it is good to dance square dance with them every day. If she wants to move over, there are not many acquaintances, so it is better to stay here.

She doesn't mix much about her neighbor's family affairs, but she just talks a few more words when she is gossiping about her neighbors.

"Just just saw Xiao Qin and his family, with children and daughters, it looks so good..."

When she got home, Aunt Wang went into the kitchen and chatted with her son.

The little fat man has graduated for four years and has a short beard. He has gained weight again, sitting on the sofa watching TV listlessly.

"Xiao Qin?" The guest relative was curious.

"Oh, neighbor, that family is pretty good, let alone that child, I watched him grow up. When I was a child, I sometimes got poor exams and was beaten by his mother. I cried... "Aunt Wang shook his head. It's true that that little brat is now in his forties, with both children and a fast journey.

"Did you learn from my brother Qin and others when you hit me before?" Fat Dun'er asked while sitting on the sofa.

"That's right, otherwise you can get into college? You can't even go to high school."

Aunt Wang is still very proud of this. Now her son is painting at home, which is similar to Qin Guanglin before. He is a painter and engaged in art.

Faceful.

"What kind of work does Xiaopang do now?" asked the relative.

"No job." Fat Dun'er collapsed on the sofa.

"I've graduated for several years, right? Why haven't I worked yet?"

The relative exaggeratedly exaggeratedly and said to Aunt Wang: "Can't find it? What's going on in college? Why don't I see if I can introduce one to him? It's a bit of income."

"Learn to draw." Aunt Wang said indifferently, drawing at home is also a job.

"Hey? How is the technology?"

"quite……"

"Cough!" Fat Dun'er coughed hard on the sofa.

"It's pretty... quite average." Aunt Wang stopped her boasting tone and curled her lips: "I skip classes every day and play basketball with others, but I don't even attend classes."

Since the last time the show-off attracted the second uncle to pull Fat Dun'er and painted a portrait for half a month, the mother and son have made three decisions and cannot brag about it.

"If you don't have classes? What's going on in college?" The relative looked so angry that he was so angry.

"Well...she." Aunt Wang pointed at the small garden that had just walked out of the studio and was stretching.

“…”

“…”

Xiang Xiaoyuan blinked in confusion, "Mom, what are you talking about?"
Chapter completed!