Qin Yitian was wearing filial piety, his eyes were red and swollen, and his originally flushed cheeks were extremely pale. Because of his busy work for many years and a small business, he rarely goes home. Qin Miao'er refused to take a long leave to Chongqing to play because of the fear of delaying his studies in the second grade of primary school, which broke his heart, and the two fathers and daughters became more angry, and even Qin Mi'er was inexplicably afraid of him.

But for his blazing and majestic eyes, Qin Mi'er was very eager.

At this time, she timidly let go of Pu Xiu's neck, lowered her head, and bit her lower lip - in front of Qin Yitian, she had to be the daughter who made him satisfied and proud.

"Okay, Mi'er hurry up and get dressed and come out for breakfast, mom still has a lot to do. ”

"Hmm!" Qin Mi'er responded, then buried her head, not daring to look at her father outside the door.

Pu Xiu turned around, walked away, and closed the door.

Qin Mi'er listened to the footsteps of her parents gradually leaving on the stairs, her mind was full of Qin Yitian's shadow just now, and she felt sad: her mother-in-law really passed away, and her father was very sad!

Thinking of this, her tears couldn't stop flowing out.

Qin Miao'er loves Qin Yitian, because she has been wandering with Qin Yitian since she was a child: when she was more than three years old, Qin Yitian originally took him to the second floor of Tumen Credit Union to run errands, but she called the godfather at the desk, and ran downstairs to the counter to find those staff to compete in the plan - at that time, the adults should have let her and always let her win. She also likes to look at the thick handwritten ledger in the bank the most, and plans to reconcile the accounts, and she never gets tired of it.

It wasn't until she went to elementary school in the accounting office of Guangji Asbestos Tile Factory that she met Li Zhengyi and killed her reputation as a "victorious general" who planned to be fast and accurate.

And the back of Li Zhengyi's hand was not less punished: Qin Mi'er felt that the game had to be punished, and if she lost, she had to be pulled by the winner.

Once, Qin Yitian saw the teenage Qin Mi'er in the accounting room and Li Zhengyi to compete with the plan to reconcile the accounts, this time they competed to see who finished a bill first, and then Uncle Chen and Uncle Zhu cross-checked the final right and wrong, whoever was slow or wrong would lose. Today, Li Zhengyi seems to have something on his mind, and the speed of several documents is a little slower, and Qin Mi'er checks it himself every round before handing it over to Uncle Chen for verification, and in the end he won a few times and lost once or twice.

Qin Mi'er felt that he didn't have an all-out mentality to compete with him today, and he was a little more ruthless than usual. So the back of Li Zhengyi's hand was pulled by Qin Miao'er, and it was blue and purple.

Qin Mi'er smiled and said to a few people in the accounting room: "Next time I come, I will change Uncle Zhu or Uncle Chen to compete." “

Just when she was full of confidence, took off her shoes, and stood on the office chair to make a speech, Qin Yitian's voice came.

"Qin Mi'er, you are really getting more and more excessive, you make the back of Uncle Li's hand blue and purple every time. “

Qin Miao'er saw Qin Yitian standing at the door of the cashier's room, facing the accounting room in the large suite around the corner, his face darker than that of Bao Gong.

So he hurriedly lowered his head, sat on the office chair, put on his shoes and ran out.

"Don't be afraid, your dad won't beat you. We'll tie it up for you. Uncle Chen said with a smile.

Qin Mi'er ignored him, walked to the dam in front of the office building aggrievedly, and stretched out the back of his little hand: "Dad, you see that my hands are also green, and Uncle Li has also pulled me! If you don't believe it, ask Uncle Zhu and Uncle Chen. They have checked the results of our calculations, and I have won him so many times. “

Qin Yitian was funny and angry, and pulled her into the financial room.

Qin Mi'er doesn't like the finance room very much, because when she enters the office, she has to close the iron railing, which is the same as the feeling of the bank, and she has no freedom at all.

After Qin Yitian took her into the office, he locked the iron fence, opened the door inside, and entered the inner room.

"Qin Miao'er, you see if you bought a new safe, is this bigger than the previous one, Dad taught you how to open the safe, you are optimistic. Qin Yitian very mysteriously pointed to the big safe next to the original silver small safe.

Qin Mi'er watched carefully as his father slowly stirred up the scale, and finally with a "ding", he took the key from his waist, put it into the hole in the scale of the safe door, twisted it, and opened it.

"You can count the money in the safe right now, and write it down to this place in this new ledger. Qin Yitian opened a cash account with a blue soft cover cover, pointed to a location, and then said: "When you write it, Dad will teach you to read the credentials and how to classify and archive them." “

Qin Yitian took her into the bank to borrow money to repay the money since she was three years old, counted the money and wrote the account to pay her salary, and now she is almost ten years old, and she can quickly complete the tasks she has assigned.

When Qin Mi'er counted the money in the safe, Qin Yitian said: "Now that the brickyard cement factory has been merged and changed to Deguang Building Materials Group, I have deposited 20,000 shares with an annual interest of two cents. If you go to your second cousin's grandfather's desk and calculate how much it will be if you save it for five years, the principal plus interest will be due?"

Qin Miao'er closed the safe, and asked Qin Yitian to lock it, and saw a lot of white and dark office paper piled up in the corner.

When Qin Yitian saw her shining eyes, he smiled slightly and took the book to her.

Qin Mi'er was like a treasure, looking at the big words "Deyang Deguang Building Materials Group" printed in red on the top, and she was extremely proud. She knew in her heart that her father Qin Yitian was the idol she studied for in this life.

Qin Mi'er sat obediently at the desk opposite her father's desk, this is Wang Deshun's position, and Qin Mi'er's second cousin's grandfather. She could casually look through her grandfather's office drawer, because it was always empty, except for a red financial seal.

But she couldn't just look at her father's drawer, because there were always a lot of documents in it, as well as his private and official seals.

At this time, a slightly chubby man walked outside the iron railing, "Brother Qin, you see that my workers are waiting for their wages to be paid, and my account has piled up hundreds of thousands, so you want to settle a little." “

Qin Yitian refused: "There is really no money in the past few days, Mr. Feng on the mountain has only settled the coal money, and Mr. Hou's ore money, you can slow it down." “

Qin Mi'er glanced at the slightly chubby man, very faced, and said in her heart: New yellow mud boss?

So she buried her head and continued to count.

In that financial room, which was only five square meters, Qin Mi'er learned how to write all kinds of credentials, so Qin Yitian no longer took her into the office, even if she took her with her, he also asked her to squat outside the office and wait for herself - waiting for half a day, without being summoned, she could only squat, and she couldn't run around.

Finally one day, Shi Anming, chairman of the group, saw Qin Mi'er squatting against the wall, and laughed: "Qin Miao, you stand at the door of the financial room every day and wait for your father to get off work, are you tired?"

Qin Mi'er was drawing circles on the cement ash floor with her fingers, bowed her head slightly, and said embarrassedly, "Uncle Shi, don't be tired." My dad told me to guard the door and protect him. “

Shi Anming's bearded cheeks smiled brightly, and he stood under the stairs in front of the office door and said loudly: "Qin Yitian, I heard that you gave birth to a son, why did you become a daughter?"

Qin Miao'er felt strange in her heart: I have also been to Chongqing with Uncle Shi and them to play everywhere since I was a child, how can I say that I am a son? At that time, Shi Lingling and I were still making trouble in Baima Pass and bought a 15-yuan Guanyin necklace! Is it because I have been cutting my little men's hairstyle?

Qin Yitian smiled through the iron railing and said, "It's a pity that it's a tomboy." “

......

When Qin Miao'er was in her twenties, she understood Qin Yitian's intention at that time: if you want to settle the bill and get the money, you have to have the resilience to wait. Money is not so easy to get back when it's invested.

"Dad, if you let me wait for you like this again, I won't accompany you. “

"So many mine bosses are waiting for me like this, what qualifications do you have to say no? Remember, you have to have the heart to wait for everything, put down the bottom and the shelf, and strive to be the best version of yourself. You promised me that when I was 99 years old, I would have a hundred tables of guests to celebrate my birthday. If you want to do that, you have to learn how to earn money so that you can afford to eat and drink. Qin Yitian doted on Qin Miao'er in his arms, and then said: "Anything I explain to you outside, I can't tell my mother, and I can't tell anyone. You are still young, and when you grow up, Dad will find you a partner to marry, and work together happily. “

Qin Mi'er broke away from his embrace and put her arms around his neck, "I'll listen to whatever Dad arranges." It's just that I'm only a little older, and I still have to study?"

"Uncle Xie you saw in Tumen Credit Union when you were a child, he couldn't write, and he wasn't that good. “

"Uncle Xie Qiang?"

"It's not the bank work, Xie Shiqian. When I was a child, I called you godfather, but you said he was ugly and didn't want to call him. Qin Yitian looked into Qin Miao'er's eyes.

Qin Mi'er tilted her head, thought for a long time, and said embarrassedly, "Where is it?" Why can't I remember? Dad, you're a liar. “

......

During that time of learning to wait, one day when he was about to get off work, Qin Yitian walked out of the office with a smile, looked at Qin Mi'er who was squatting on the ground and said, "Wait a minute, we will eat hot pot at Qin Qiwa's restaurant outside." “

Qin Mi'er still drew circles on the cement ash with her fingers, and said, "If we don't go back to eat, my mother will lose her temper." “

Qin Yitian said with a smile: "That day, you saw Uncle Xie who was checking out Huang, and he would bring his son to Guangji to invite us to eat hot pot." Dad decided to take him as his godson. “

Qin Mi'er didn't answer.

Later, Pu Xiu dressed up and rushed to the street from the township, Qin Miaoer called Uncle Shu as her godfather, and called a super fashionable woman with a good figure as her godmother, and at the same time met Xie Chao, a 7-year-old boy who was a head shorter than herself.

Back to the day after Zhang Wenxiu's death, Qin Miaoer got dressed and went downstairs to eat in the kitchen of her father's house, but as soon as she came out of the back door of her house, she saw the filial piety in her dream hanging on the door of the second hall of her father's house.

Door United: Always remember mercy.

Couplet: Once the loving mother left her hometown, the white clouds swept the breeze for a thousand years.

Her feet were filled with lead, and she stood there afraid to move.

At this time, she was confused and at a loss, afraid that everything that appeared in the dream would become a reality—after all, the appearance of this room had confirmed the dream.

If the furniture downstairs is missing, does it mean that I am about to fall into that endless confusion again and lose my parents?

She was so frightened that she could hear her heart beating "bang bang bang", even faster and louder.

Note: My father-in-law is 83 years old and wanted to take a picture of him, but he refused. I love my father-in-law, and he is the wisest person I think Qinyin has been since he was a child.