Chapter Eighty-Four: Unwelcome Superiority
If there is fun, then this meal is not ordinary comfort.
The male relatives of the family are all talking to each other, telling each other what they have seen and heard in a year, as well as some things about their life and work, and making each other happy.
What is indispensable is his father's proud eyebrows, and Qin Lang, who was sitting on the side before he opened his mouth, understood what to say.
I couldn't help but muttered in my heart, I don't know what to say, you don't know how many times you have said it outside.
Shaking his head helplessly, in fact, he still has some pride, he has achieved a height that no one else can reach, and has become the best in this generation.
Coincidentally, when Dad opened his mouth to hold things out of his mouth, someone rang the doorbell.
"At this time, who else is coming?" Qin Lang asked the old man beside him a little strangely, didn't the people who should come in the opinion of him and other relatives come?
There shouldn't be anyone else coming here for a hundred years, right?
In addition, the family is not a local wealthy family, and there is no situation where someone has been tied for a hundred years, or is it a neighbor and friend around?
Anyway, Qin Lang couldn't think of anyone coming to the house at this time, and his father looked confused in the face of the inquiry, drunk: "Boy, go open the door and see who is coming." β
Qin Lang didn't have anything to say about this, he stood up and went to open the door of the house. As for the other relatives, the third uncle said with a smile: "Your kid is becoming more and more sensible, which is like the one in our family, who knows how to play all day long." β
In order to confirm his father's words, the voice of the third uncle's son sounded: "Dad, a classmate just now asked me to go outside to play, can you give me some money?" β
Facing the brothers seated, the third uncle smiled helplessly for a while, and then took out his bag and paid for it.
As for this guy's thoughts, Qin Lang's words here can be understood at a glance, it is nothing more than asking his father for money, and then asking for red envelopes from other elders.
Don't ask why he could see it at a glance, just because that's how he used to work.
On the other side, Qin Lang, who went out to open the door, returned to the dining table with an impatient look after the door opened. The old man, who noticed the situation, asked, "What's going on?" Who's coming? β
"That nasty guy."
As Qin Lang's words fell, the third uncle's son showed a disdainful and disgusted expression very cooperatively when he left, and then turned around and said, "It's the uncle and his son who are here." β
With the help of the third uncle's son to answer, it also saved Qin Lang a lot of speech. Correspondingly, after he finished speaking, after he left and closed the door, the brother-in-law and his son who were greeted by Qin Lang just now entered the field of vision of all relatives.
The atmosphere that was lively before was suddenly cold or dissipated. Dad frowned and said, "Why are you here, are you saying that if you don't want to come, you have to go to the leader's house to pay New Year's greetings?" Got cold? β
Anyone could hear the displeasure and boredom in the words, and the rest of the relatives were also in a similar state of expression to Dad, and they almost got up and drove people away.
"Hey, where are you, second brother, didn't I just come over, don't be so expressions thousands of miles away." As he spoke, the uncle really didn't notice the atmosphere around him, and sat directly on the seat where the third uncle's son was sitting before.
It's very affectionate to talk to relatives around me or something.,It seems that in fact, everyone has a good relationship and is very good.,There's no estrangement.γ
The people around him talked over and over again, and the uncle didn't seem to be enough, so he turned the conversation to Qin Lang's body: "Yo, Xiaolang is getting more and more handsome as he grows." I think I graduated the year after tomorrow and looked for a job, but it's hard to find a university job now. Just now, uncle, I went to find the nearest leader, and I was going to get your brother into ZF and be an official ape. What major do you study, do you want me to help you, uncle? β
Qin Lang wiped his mouth, and was about to reply that he would not bother your boss. The father on the side had already waved his hand and said bluntly: "Don't worry about your big boss, my son is very good now, and he will graduate and work in a year." I am relieved that he has the ability to find a job on his own. β
The implication is that it is a blunt refusal, there is nothing to say, and I don't want to continue on the topic.
However, Qin Lang noticed that when the uncle was saying that he was going to get his son into ZF as an official ape, the latter's smug expression was speechless for a while.
It seems that he doesn't say enough things, not enough to slap people in the face, Dad continued: "Tsk, besides, my son has been writing novels very well recently, and the number of people on the Internet is jΓΉ, this." β
After speaking, compared to his own thumb, the pride on his face is self-evident.
Qin Lang, who was watching from the side, almost held his forehead and shook helplessly, he knew that his father was going to say this, and he also had a feeling of relief in his heart: he finally said it.
"Cut, what can you do to write a novel. Do you really think that you are a god of novels, write casually, and make millions a year? Besides, brother, you have been writing for so long, and you don't say anything in vain. I asked my friends to read it too, and they all said they couldn't understand it. I think you should actually study hard, strive to learn the technology well, and come out to help you find a job. The smugness on the brother-in-law's son's face became more and more intense.
Almost all the relatives around him knew that Qin Lang was writing novels, and they had all paid attention to it for a while, but it was a pity that Qin Lang's novels that he wrote without arguing did not have a big influence, so he was vague every time he was asked.
Just like the previous class reunion, if it weren't for the brother-in-law and his son mentioning it today, many relatives would really have forgotten such a thing.
When it was brought up, they really had a feeling that this nephew of theirs couldn't write a novel, and it was better to study hard and help find a job as the guy hated said.
"The situation at home is actually clear, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, your uncle and I will help you find a relationship, and go to work in ZF like your brother and be an official ape. β
"Actually"
"Actually, what is it, you see for yourself that you have written for so many years without a result, and you have invested so much money"
Yes, I want to say that I want to stop this topic, but I still continue to talk endlessly, what do you want to express, do you find a sense of superiority in our family?
And he also found a sense of superiority, and succeeded in bringing that advantage to the topic. Last year, it was really looked down upon, and I bowed my head and entered the dormitory silently when I couldn't hear anything.
This time, Daddy couldn't help it and was about to explode.