Wenqiang Villa.

Wen Qiang had just returned home, and he ran to Wen Qiang bit by bit and said, "Uncle, my mother bought me a piano, it's so beautiful!" ”

"It's so beautiful, play a song for us." Dots is very attentive to playing the piano, don't you say, dot that style, that fingering, there is a look. "Husband, I want to hire a tutor for Diandian, who specializes in tutoring Diandian's piano lessons, and every time I take Diandian to learn piano, I have to take eight subway stops, which is too delaying, what do you think?"

"Wife, many of the top students in the Conservatory of Music are now working and studying, and it is more than enough for college students to tutor a little piano."

"Husband, you are too kind, and you think about poor college students everywhere. Diandian's musical talent is very high, I originally wanted to ask a piano professor to teach Diandian, but since you insist on letting college students teach, that's the only way to go. ”

"Wife, Diandian is mainly about laying a good piano foundation now, some college students are very good in this regard, and when Diandian is older in the future, it is not too late for us to ask a professor to give her guidance."

"So be it, I'll keep my opinion on it anyway. I have a slightly different point of view from you, I think children should correct the foundation of music from an early age, otherwise, some bad habits will be difficult to correct once they are formed. You go take a shower, you're tired all day, ah......" Song Xinyu kept yawning.

"Wife, I think it's more reasonable to let college students teach first."

Wang Xiaomei looked at Wen Qiang, "Whatever you want." ”

"Wife, wife." Wang Xiaomei was a little angry, this was the first time they disagreed. At this time, Diandian walked up to Wang Xiaomei, "Mom, you sleep in the same room with your uncle, are you in love?" ”

Wang Xiaomei was overwhelmed by the little questions, "Dot, you're still too young, you'll know when you grow up." ”

"Mom, it's like this on TV, when a man sleeps with a woman, he becomes a mom and dad, and if you sleep with an uncle, then the uncle becomes a dad, can I call my uncle dad?"

"Well, this...... You little elf, you are a big ghost, you can call it whatever you like. ”

I jumped up with a little click, clapping my little hands as I jumped, "I have a dad again, I have a dad." Wen Qiang lifted Diandian high all of a sudden, and then carried it on his shoulders, "Diandian, do you like Dad?" ”

"I like it."

"Who do you like more than mom and dad?"

"Uh-huh, yes, like both."

"It's really good, let Dad kiss it."

"Daddy's beard is sticking with me, it's so itchy!"

"Let Daddy blow it."

"Mom, Daddy smells of wine in his mouth, and Dad drinks again."

"Dot, you sue me again, I'll let you sue, let you sue." Wen Qiang kept tickling a little, "Hahahaha, it's so itchy, Mom, save me." ”

"Dot, don't make a fuss, brush your teeth and go to bed immediately."

Wen Qiang's bedroom.

"Wife, I want that tonight."

"Husband, I went to the mall for a day today, my legs are about to break, I really don't want to move. Good, let's eat tomorrow night, I'll let you eat tomorrow night. Wang Xiaomei kissed Wen Qiang, then turned sideways to sleep, and in less than two minutes, Wang Xiaomei was already snoring. Wen Qiang stared at the ceiling with big eyes, not sleepy at all. "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...... A thousand sheep. ”

General Manager's Office.

Wen Qiang's mobile phone kept ringing, and it turned out that Song Xinyu kept sending selfie pictures and videos to Wen Qiang. Song Xinyu took selfies every time he went to a scenic spot, and in less than two days, Wen Qiang's mobile phone memory was about to explode, and Wen Qiang had to delete some duplicate and flawed photos in the past to meet the memory required for Song Xinyu's selfie pictures.

"Brother Qiang, today we arrived in Lijiang, and several female compatriots said that they were going to the bar to find an affair, will you let me go...... Brother Qiang, when I arrived at the Chama Ancient Road today, I didn't dare to ride a horse, and some horses pooped while walking, so disgusting...... Brother Qiang, what are you doing? We arrived at Dali Erhai ......"

Wen Qiang browsed the pictures and text messages sent by Song Xinyu one by one, "What's wrong with me?" How do I have the leisure to look at this? Xiaofang, show me this quarter's report. ”

"Mr. Wen, haven't you already read it?"

"Have you seen it? Why am I not impressed? Then take out the last quarter's report, and I'm going to check it with this quarter's report. "Wen Qiang has nothing to do, he just wants to fill up his time, and he can't let his heart be idle.

A certain community.

Liu Weicheng: "Renjie, we have been squatting here for two days, what about people, let alone killers, we haven't even met a pig killer." ”

"Team Liu, there must be something wrong, I'll go check it out."