"What like-minded friends can you find when you go back to the countryside to develop?"

Mrs. Wen's self-cultivation made her unable to reprimand other people's children with a straight face, and her tone was still gentle:

"Things gather by like, people by groups, give up the work in the city, don't you think anything today, when your fame is over in the future, will there still be units that want you? How many people sharpen their heads and want to gain a foothold in the imperial capital? It's good that you have pushed the opportunity to send it to the door. ”

If the other party stays in the imperial capital after graduation, restricts his temperament, does not make mistakes in dealing with people, and makes a satisfactory achievement in his work that can help the Wen family, maybe he will agree.

But when she got the news, she actually pushed down the good job she had gotten and would rather go back to the countryside to develop, which was really a headache.

has learned from the past, in order to avoid repeating the mistakes of her mother-in-law, she will not suppress this classmate Luo. Because she didn't want her son to suffer from his second uncle's sin, the Wen family would not allow future generations to have jokes like Wen Er's again.

Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, the marriage between Wen Er and Xiao Sumei is loyal and romantic, and it is also what everyone expects to achieve today.

But in the eyes of the Wen family, the dignified and manly husband was fascinated by a girl, and he was embarrassed.

It's better to be blocked, it's better to be sparse, and as soon as her son returns to China, he will go to find her, like he has fallen under a spell. As a mother, she doesn't want to watch her son being led by the nose by some poor girls.

"Mom," Wen Yuanxiu, who was talking to Wang Yixuan, still heard his mother's words clearly, "Not everyone likes to enter the unit to face boring work, I'm twenty-three, and I prefer to study and perform outside, just like it." ”

"You are a boy, how can you be the same?" Seeing her son speaking for her so nervously, Mother Wen was a little irritable, and finally understood her mother-in-law's mood back then, "Yixuan is better, her violin is not limited by youth, and the older she gets, the greater her prestige." Dancers eat youth, either as stars or as teachers, and you don't do either to run to get a temporary job. When you get old and people don't want you anymore, what will you do? Won't you learn all your skills in vain?"

At this time, the cold Wang Yixuan smiled and spoke for Luo Qingyu:

"Aunt Yun, I don't agree with what you say, our country is too big, not to mention the lack of education funds and talents in remote areas, and even the third and fourth-tier cities are also thirsty for talents. As long as Miss Luo is willing, there are many schools willing to hire her. Yuanxiu, don't you say?"

"That's right," Wen Yuanxiu pushed his glasses and stared at his mother with dark eyes, "I often go to the countryside abroad with my classmates and friends to seek inspiration, and I plan to teach in the countryside when I return to China in the future." Because art comes from life, you enjoy life, we create life, right?"

"That's right!" Luo Qingyu was overjoyed and stretched out his fist at him, "Comrade, touch it, I finally found you." ”

"Hehe," Wen Yuanxiu smiled and shook his fist to touch her, and then looked at his mother, whose face was not very good, "If everyone covets the comfort of life, where will there be progress? No matter what the future holds, the people who dare to try it are amazing." ”

He is not stupid, his mother's purpose in saying this to Qing Yu is very obvious. In fact, how can people have any distinction between high and low? Being in the red dust, they are just tossing and turning blindly for their own desires and hopes.

"Of course, it's good to teach, Mom supports you. Mother Wen smiled and glanced at Wang Yixuan on the other side. This child usually has a sweet mouth, why does he talk without looking at the occasion? Is it stupid to encourage his crush to stay in the countryside and be her son?

Wang Yixuan's neck shrank slightly, and her eyes were secretly annoyed.

Annoyed that the hillbilly is thick-skinned and uninteresting, annoyed that Wen Yuanxiu has eyes and doesn't know the night pearl, and he actually likes a country girl. robbing a man with a rural girl, letting outsiders know will only say that she is not as valuable as a countryman.

"I ......"

She was about to divert the topic to regain her advantage, when she suddenly saw a woman sitting behind Wen's mother turn her head and reach out and gently pat Wen's mother's shoulder.

Hmm? Mother Wen looked back suspiciously, and immediately stood up in surprise and held the other party's hand, "Oh, I really went out today to meet a nobleman! Sister Qin, when did you come? Come on, come on, Yuanxiu, Yixuan, call Aunt Mei." ”

"Aunt Mei is good. Wang Yixuan hurriedly stood up, rested his hands in front of him, and called very politely.

Wen Yuanxiu: "......"

Luo Qingyu: "......"

What day is it today? When you go out and meet so many acquaintances? The two just want to find a place to sit, why is it so difficult?

After another introduction, everyone sat down, and the two-person table became a four-person table, and now it is a six-person table.

After Wen Yuanxiu's quiet introduction, this Aunt Mei's full name is Mei Shuiqin, and she is a veritable general's wife. is arrogant, and rarely shows his head in peace, but it is really rare to meet today.

When Luo Qingyu heard this, he was extremely surprised, and quietly looked at the general's wife opposite.

Aunt Mei is a woman over half a hundred years old, with gray hair in a bun and a plump body. She is wearing a loose cheongsam, the small leather bag in her hand is delicate and delicate, calm and calm, and the fine lines on her face can hardly hide her elegant aging charm.

Beside her, a young woman with neat short hair helped Aunt Mei carry a paper bag with a coat. I heard that it is her cousin niece, named Mei Yi, who is more than 24 years old this year.

Just as Luo Qingyu was looking at her, the other party was also looking at her, with curiosity in his eyes.

"This is a restaurant opened by my daughter-in-law, the environment is good, I will sit down. Aunt Mei smiled and glanced at Luo Qingyu, who was sitting next to Wen Yuanxiu, "You are classmate Luo?" Yes, you are worthy of Xiao Sumei's apprentice." In the future, you have to work harder to get your students to win the championship back. ”

"You've won the prize, I'll try, I'll try. Luo Qingyu responded modestly.

"As much as possible, she pushed the work of the art troupe to go back to the countryside to develop, how many families in the countryside are willing to spend money to let their children study art? Sister Qin, do you say it's a pity?"

"Mom, Qingqing herself is a country child. Seeing that his mother dragged Qing Yu back to his hometown, Wen Yuanxiu couldn't help frowning, "Besides, she still teaches and educates people when she works in Manlin's company, and she doesn't waste her talent." ”

"Can that be compared?" Mother Wen was angry, "You children do things completely recklessly......

"Hey," Aunt Mei saw that the two were going to fight, and patted Mother Wen's hand unhurriedly, "Alas, let the young people make their own decisions, we old guys can't take care of it." By the way, your second uncle will get married tomorrow, right? It's really rare, it's been so long......"

Mother Wen was choked by these words and was speechless. What do you mean? This is clearly a sarcasm that his mother and mother are going to follow the path of the second uncle.

"Actually, our old Cui is very interested in Classmate Luo's skills," Aunt Mei continued to look at Luo Qingyu with a smile as if she was fine, "It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, why don't you go to my house with Yuanxiu for a light meal today?"

Mother Wen was stunned, quickly reacted, and hurriedly excused the two, "That's not good, his second uncle is getting married, and Qingyu and her teacher's family also have a lot of things to do, so there shouldn't be much time, right?"

What is going on? The attitude changed quickly.

"Well," regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Luo Qingyu nodded violently, "Yes, yes, Auntie is right......"

The atmosphere between the two noblewomen seems to be a little inappropriate, the gods are fighting, and it is wonderful for mortals to flash quickly.

"Then let's go first, Aunt Mei, Mom, you talk slowly. Wen Yuanxiu was as good as a stream, and decisively got up and prepared to get out of this circle of right and wrong with Luo Qingyu.

My Buddhist pastoral

My Buddhist pastoral