"It's not that exaggerated, is it? I seem to be quite awake."
Qin Wanfan smiled and turned to look at his son, and continued to praise:
"It's better to be a son, knowing that Dad is too busy and tired at work, so he doesn't make noise at night! Knowing that he can let Dad sleep better and earn money for milk powder, right?"
"Huh, so let me tell you, you don't know if you put a rooster under your bed to crow. Last night your son woke up from hunger and cried loudly. He woke up his grandparents, and his grandma came Knocking on the door to ask what's the matter, do you want to help, I thought you didn't come back, I was worried that I could handle your spoiled son alone, you slept like a pig, snoring everywhere, and didn't know anything."
Zhao Hong said while feeding Qin Ming.
"Maybe it's your snoring that woke up our little guy who sleeps more lightly than the old man!"
"Hey, are you so considerate of your husband? I'm going to break a pair of shoes in two days, and you still think I woke up my son by snoring. Who am I working hard for?"
Qin Wafan was full of grievances. This kind of real fatigue from running around day and night was the first time in his life. He really felt tired, and he hadn't recovered yet. As a result, he didn't get a caring word from his wife, but it hurt him like this. He felt sad and wronged.
"You worked so hard, so I slept at home? Didn't you hear what I said? My son woke up crying in the middle of the night. You turned a deaf ear and continued to have your big dream. What about me? You have to wait for him before you can sleep thing. Can you tell me who is working harder?"
Zhao Hongyuan stared, Qin Wafan lowered his eyes and stopped talking.
Everyone works hard, so hard that they feel that they are even harder. The other party needs to reconcile their temper to give themselves good words and colors, but the result is that they are all asking for the other party's good, but they don't have enough strength to let themselves give the other party good things first. .
So, complaining to each other, dissatisfaction with each other, accusing each other, and so on.
If I had known that family life was like this, I might as well not have entered into such a family life. Qin Wanfan thought wearily in his heart.
"Where are you going? How about breakfast?"
Zhao Hong asked when he saw that he came back to the room to change clothes after washing, his face was in a hurry, and he was about to go out again.
"I'm skipping breakfast."
Qin Wanfan said a word, turned around and was about to walk out the door.
"You don't eat breakfast, what about me? My parents are not at home these two days, and I went to my aunt's house. How can I cook while watching Ming Ming?"
Qin Wafan didn't need to turn his head, just by hearing the tone, he knew that there was an angry face behind him. It also turned out that what she cared about was not whether he had breakfast or not, but herself. Of course, if asked in this way, she would definitely say that she couldn't take care of the child if she was not full. There was another smile at the corner of his mouth, it was cool, even if the sun set, it would not be easy to warm it up.
"I'll make breakfast."
Qin Wanfan didn't bother to say much, turned around and went into the kitchen. I looked at the closed door of my parents' room. I thought, when I grow up, I have to take care of my wife and children, as well as my parents, but I have become a transparent servant, not being taken care of and considered in everything, but thinking about others. It¡¯s so easy to forget yourself. In this way, even emotions are saved.
Qin Wanfan and his wife finished their breakfast relatively silently, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, cleaned them up, put them in the cupboards, and left the house to his factory office. He can actually afford to rent a small office space facing the street now, but, he thought, it would be better to live luxuriously in this primitive, simple and powerful space than to be shabby on the street.
It's just that, in the past, in this big office, although it couldn't be more shabby, at least Bai Yu was always there, making jokes, or discussing plans and problems, and there was always something to talk about. The dust on the walls and the air in the room can no longer speak.
Loneliness and loneliness are not terrible, but they grind people's minds. Qin Wafan felt that if it wasn't for the fact that the business development was relatively smooth, and he could always achieve some results after setbacks, and he was willing to accumulate such a little bit, then he would have gone home and quit.
However, Qin Wanfan gradually got used to this kind of emptiness so that only the echo of his own breathing could be heard, and he began to feel that he could focus more on what he was doing in such a quiet space.
Calculating the cost of each billboard, designing the signs and advertisements of the billboard, and every detail of the plan sold by the merchant, he silently completed it in this quiet space.
"Jian Jia, do you have time? Chat for a while?"
Every time he completed the small goal he set for himself for the day, he would start calling Bai Jianjia. This was the happiest and most yearning moment of the day for him.
For this moment to come, he urged himself to??Get to work quickly.
Bai Jianjia, just like this, became the driving force for his progress in the struggling stage of his life. Although he didn't think so, in fact, it was.
"Jian Jia, today I finished the design of three billboards, and negotiated the design plan of each store in each of their locations. Ah, I am so tired!"
On Bai Jianjia's phone call, he could freely lament his tiredness.
"Wow! You are amazing! High efficiency!"
Bai Jianjia always gave a warm compliment first, and then said with concern:
"Get tired, you still have to take a good rest, don't work too hard, your body is important."
This kind of concern, compared to the angry face of the family member who asked him to make breakfast, and the relative silence during breakfast, made him feel much more comfortable!
"Um."
Often times like this, after holding the mobile phone, Qin Wanfan finished his day's work in one sentence and expressed his emotional state, and then began to be speechless.
Therefore, the following topics are all about Bai Jianjia.
"Wa Fan, I'm actually very tired. I go to work every day, and my leader is very strict. Every time I do something wrong, I get scolded with my neck curled up, but the leader's swearing is really good. Every sentence can hit the point of the matter. I can learn more things, and I also realize where I am wrong and how to correct it. Every time I am scolded, I have grown a lot."
Bai Jianjia talked about her work and mood.
Qin Wafan listened quietly.
"So, it's okay if you're tired. After all, you're young. You have to experience more and pay more. Otherwise, where will you get the harvest? Besides, if you don't work hard at this time, should you wait until you are 70 or 80 before you pay? At that time, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m powerless!¡±
Bai Jianjia's words are always like a stream of warm, flowing hot water, washing Qin Wanfan's tired heart in a comfortable hot bath, and instantly revived with blood.
"I often think, especially when I don't like it, I think, is this what I really want? If so, why don't I continue to work hard? If it is not what I want most, then, this is what I want. Is it helpful to walk towards what I want? If so, then try to walk more steadily and faster. In this way, when I think that it is possible to achieve what I want one day, I will be happy in my heart.¡±
At this time, Bai Jianjia was a pure ideal young man, looking at his ideal with Qin Wanfan, reaching out to reach for the apple in his heart.
However, when he got home, Qin Wafan had to face his wife's scolding, his son's crying, and his own silence. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com