Unemployment at the beginning, I let the big devil of the music world return

Chapter 370 Bicycle
"...the two of us who are riding bicycles hug our backs tightly, and want to hug each other even more..."

Li Qingning heard this song as soon as she entered the door.

She put the keys aside, "husband?"

"exist!"

Jiang Yang raised his hand from behind the piano.

He was sitting on the carpet, with a notebook, a glass of red wine, a glass of goji berry water, and a glass of fruit juice on the tea table in front of him.

Jiang Yang is typing.

Li Qingning sat on the sofa.

"...The boundless life is like a wilderness, like a child who can rest on his father's shoulders, who wants to get off..."

Ge'er is still going on.

Li Qingning: "What did you do this afternoon?"

Jiang Yang: "I met a customer engaged in online loans, and then went to pick up Su Mei's son. That online loan customer is too wicked..."

"Wait a moment."

Li Qingning interrupted him. At noon, Jiang Yang said to Xiaoqi, which was quite normal, but this song, "Did you go?"

"After meeting the client, it's time for school to leave. Zhou Hao and I made a detour along the way."

"Oh."

Li Qingning thinks this is normal and should not be a problem here.

She glanced at the bottles and cans beside Jiang Yang, "What combination are you doing?"

Goji berries and red wine——

What book is this latest popular kidney nourishing package?
She brought it for a drink.

She should make up.

Jiang Yang: "I thought writing something and drinking a glass of red wine was cool—"

When the time comes, take a photo, send it to your wife, and send it to Moments, and this elite fan and force will go up immediately.

but--

This is not very good to drink unless sister Ning sobers up.

Lycium barbarum water is also not good, the purpose is too strong, and the effect is thought of unconsciously.

Still good juice.

It would be even better if it was Coke.

Li Qingning drank the red wine. She sold her husband to Zhuang Mei to enlighten Zhuang Qi. She didn't even want to take a few sips of the bottle that Zhuang Mei gave her. Husband, if you are a cow and a horse, you can repay it.

She drank another glass of goji berry water and calculated it. It was very good, because Jiang Yang's single had an endless loop.

She stretched her legs, "What's for dinner?"

She is wearing a half skirt today that she is not taller than 1.7 meters and dare not wear. The upper body is covered with a skirt of the same color, and a cool gray suit is worn outside. Immediately let Jiang Yang's attention run away.

The song stopped.

Li Qingning looked at him cutely again, "Honey, can you go cook, I just recorded a podcast today, I'm so tired."

"it is good!"

Jiang Yang stood up, and all the wolfberry water turned into motivation for cooking.

It just so happens that the creative writing is about the same.

Just

After sitting on the ground for a long time, my feet became numb, and one foot felt sore and itchy.

Li Qingning stood up and supported him, "It's not like our house doesn't have a table."

Jiang Yang hugged Li Qingning, "Sitting on the ground, don't you feel free?"

There is a kind of boldness and dexterity in such a big place where I can gallop and throw things.

Li Qingning still wanted to talk, but Jiang Yang had already kissed her collarbone.

"Let's cook first."

Li Qingning pushed him.

"Wait for a while." Jiang Yang kissed behind the ear again.

Li Qingning felt that this delay was something else, but if this continued, the delay would definitely not stop.

She doesn't think so now.

She wants to solve the case.

Li Qingning: "Go quickly, dear, I'm hungry."

"alright."

Jiang Yang's sourness has also passed, and he went to the kitchen to get busy.

Li Qingning sat down, took Jiangyang's mobile phone, unlocked it, and looked through the call records with ease. After seeing the phone number that was just numbers, "I'll just say, there is a high probability that I will make this call again."

Otherwise, this song would not be sung.

Li Qingning felt relieved.

I don't know how my aunt is doing recently.

She put down her phone and checked Jiang Yang's notebook again. On it was the script of a short film.At first, Li Qingning just glanced at what her husband was doing, and didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, but gradually——

She looked away to prevent the blurry screen from spreading in her field of vision.

This husband is so annoying.

but--

She looked at the mobile phone in front of her, and suddenly understood why he was able to write this short commercial.

She stood up and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes.

She took out her cell phone.

The phone was connected quickly, and her father was playing chess with the students, and he was playing chess.

Father Li picked up the phone, "My daughter's phone calls should be kept quiet."

He asked, "Daughter, what's the matter?"

Li Qingning smiled, "It's okay, is my mother okay during the day?"

"It's okay, just suddenly—what's wrong with you?"

Li Qingning: "I'm fine."

"It's not that kid who bullies you."

Li Qingning turned her head and looked at the kitchen, "No, my husband is cooking for me in the kitchen."

Father Li: "Really?"

After confirming that it was all right, they chatted a few more words, and Father Li even praised Jiang Yang's script. Not so decadent, "That kid still has some skills."

Li Qingning: "I picked it."

Father Li didn't want to hear this: "Okay, I'm going to play chess."

He is about to general.

It just so happened that his wife was also watching chess nearby, and now is the time for the old man to show off his glory and talk about his teenage madness.

"dad."

Father Li was about to put down his phone, but stopped when he heard this sentence, "Huh?"

"sorry."

Li Qingning looked at the lamp, which was shining brightly, "I didn't get your consent when I got married."

Father Li was silent.

Li's mother suddenly became quiet when she saw Li's father who was still in high spirits just now.

Father Li hesitated to speak several times, and finally smiled lightly, "You have had your own ideas since you were a child, and you can't listen to my opinions. However, I believe you know what you are doing. If he makes you wronged , tell daddy, daddy went over and knocked him on the head."

"Thank you dad."

Li Qingning listened to the commotion in the kitchen, "But--it's a bit too much to hit the head, don't worry about it!"

She hung up the phone, walked to the kitchen, and hugged Jiang Yang from behind.

morning.

The bus stops.

The four of Han Xiaoxiao and the others got out of the car. The sun was just right at this time, just like the sunshine in the autumn morning.

not hot.

But there is temperature.

In the past, it was difficult to feel this kind of sunshine in the morning, because they live far away from the company, and their time is wasted on the road. They have to get up early in the morning, buy finger cakes, pancakes, etc. on the roadside, and line up at the subway station to squeeze the subway. , Walking under the city, and having to hurry after arriving at the station, I am afraid of being late, even if I touch the sunshine, I can’t feel it, and my mind is all on the nearby check-in point.

It's much better now, the four of them rent together, they are close to the company, and they can still be companions.The most important thing is that the punch card machine in the company is useless. Even if you are late, the boss will not be in the company. You will naturally relax your mind and do nothing in a hurry. You have time and energy to focus on the sunshine and the crisp Birdsong, tree shadows in the sun, and breakfast on a whim.

Her three big children often eat breakfast made by her now.

I used to feel that there was not enough time, and I was in a hurry and flustered.

Now I'm relaxed, I ate breakfast slowly, and looked at the time, hey!It's still not late.

What's even weirder is-

I used to feel that I didn't get enough sleep in the morning, and I always didn't get up until I couldn't waste any more time.

But now I wake up by myself in the morning, get up, and still have time to post a good morning chicken soup for the soul on the company's Twitter account.

Standing on the bus platform, Han Xiaoxiao felt the sunshine on her body, looking at the high-rise buildings very kindly.

I feel like this is my own company.

　Cycling - Eason Chan
　　The two lyrics that appear in the article come from cycling, a song about fatherly love, and an ordinary person's song.

　　then.

　　The advertisement will not be released for the time being to avoid some repetitions.

　　
　
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