In the evening, the Qian family.

Qian Wenlin sat at the head of the bed and read a book.

After a while, his wife Yang Yuhua finished washing up and came out of the bathroom in pajamas.

Qian Wenlin put the book on the bedside table and told his wife about talking to the two children at the gate of the Pearl Zoo about practicing qigong in the past.

"I told Shi and Linlang about this." Yang Yuhua was bright and upright, and sat on the bed while talking.

"That's not what I'm going to say," Qian Wenlin pondered his words, "I want to talk about the changes in the stone. ”

"What's changed?"

"Do you remember when I told you that after Stone got his college acceptance letter, he suddenly grew up?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I feel this way again today, and so does that Linlang, I feel that these two children are ordering me today, using the words I used to educate them to cook chicken soup for me."

Yang Yuhua had an expression of "I don't understand this" and said, "Is this difficult to understand?" We've all come from this old age, and we don't understand their careful thinking? ”

"What thoughts?"

"Do you think it's possible for Stone and Linlang to be together in the future?"

"Of course, isn't this the consensus of our two families, Jin Yu Liangyuan."

"Yes, but think about it, what does Linlang's family do, opened such a big furniture store, Linlang himself was admitted to Fudan again, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, can our son be free of pressure?"

"It's really possible that you say that." Qian Wenlin recognized his daughter-in-law's judgment, "Then you allocate some money to me from the bonus, I will buy the Wing Chun wooden stake back, I want to show some attitude to the children, inspire them with practical actions, and teach them by word and deed!" ”

"So you're beating around the bush and saying all this just for this?"

"No, I'm for my son." Qian Wenlin's father's love is like a mountain.

"Approved."

"Wife Shengming!" Qian Wenlin praised, looking at his daughter-in-law with loving eyes, "Wife, I feel that you are exceptionally beautiful tonight, what's the matter?" ”

"Less poor mouth."

"No, I won a prize of 50,000 yuan today, and my wife didn't say anything?"

"Turn off the lights and go to bed."

"Okay."

……

Qian Wenlin's 50,000 yuan bonus brought happiness to the family of three that lasted for almost three days.

Three days later, life returned to its former peace.

It is a fact that money can indeed bring happiness and increase happiness, but that happiness is time-limited and limited, and when the money and the things it buys become your established assets, that extra happiness and freshness begins to decay until it disappears and becomes ordinary.

In addition, people in different economic classes have different levels of happiness when they receive the same amount of money.

To put it simply, Jack Ma gets 10 million and Dr. Silver gets 10 million, their subjective happiness cannot be the same, the former may be happy for two or three seconds, and the latter's happiness may remain in a high-end state for a long time (convinced).

However, in terms of long-term feelings, its impact is not as great as imagined, when you buy a luxury car, move into a luxury house, and drive a few bottles of Moutai...... It doesn't take long for it to feel like it's all unremarkable (doubtful).

At present, Qian Quan's happiness about Chad's bonuses is also declining, but it has not completely decayed, and it is still in the stage of stealing fun.

Of course, the main reason is that his money has not been touched yet, and the gifts he wants to buy have not been bought.

According to research, when you genuinely give a gift, you get no less happiness than the person who receives it. (Note 1)

From this perspective, people's truly lasting happiness comes from loving interactions with the people you care about.

However, before Qian Quan could buy a gift, he received a gift first.

His chess friend Hu Ye gave him a phone number:

"This number is my son-in-law's private number, not many people know about it, you will go to Zhonghai to study in the future, if you want to continue to find a part-time job or need help with something, you can call this number."

Qian Quan now has a certain understanding of Hu Ye, knowing that his daughter, Zhao Baiyu's mother, used to study in high school at Wanghuai No. 1 Middle School, and knows that his son-in-law is doing business in Zhonghai, and the business is not small.

As for more detailed and specific information, Hu Ye did not disclose it, and Qian Quan did not ask more.

A sense of boundaries is an important principle in dealing with people.

And the friendship of gentlemen is more important to stop at the point.

"Bai Yu will also study in Zhonghai University in the future, and you can go out together when you have the opportunity in the future." Hu Ye said politely.

"Well," Qian Quan naturally wouldn't refuse, "By the way, is Bai Yu practicing sports, I feel that she has a sassy aura." ”

"You noticed? It seems that she still hasn't practiced kung fu at home. Hu Ye said with a smile.

"What do you say?"

"She practiced national arts, worshipping Master Gong Xuanzhu, and now she is a little accomplished, but it has not yet reached the point of returning to the basics, otherwise others will not be able to see it."

"I see." Qian Quan thought to himself, no wonder Hu Ye dared to let him play with Zhao Baiyu so generously, it turned out that she was a famous woman.

……

The Wing Chun wooden stake that Qian Wenlin bought arrived the next day.

I don't know if he is trying to prove himself to Qian Quan and Ding Linlang, or to realize his dream, since he arrived at the wooden stake, he really studied and practiced carefully every day.

I also bought books and downloaded instructional videos.

Qian Quan and Ding Linlang also practiced and played, pretending to fight with wooden stakes.

"The wooden pile is the deepest routine of Wing Chun, with a total of 116 styles, mainly to cultivate actual combat awareness, enhance the ability to coordinate attack and defense of hands and feet, and maximize the level of technical warfare. Qian Wenlin briefly popularized science.

"Uncle, what do you mean, this wooden stake was bought early?"

"That's not true, doesn't it look professional with this prop? Besides, I wasn't going to practice much deeper, so let's take it. ”

"Makes sense." Ding Linlang nodded, and looked at Qian Quan again, "Qian Quan, let's compare and see who learns the primary routine of 'small thoughts' first." ”

"Why do you want to compare everything?"

"Aren't you a genius? Do you dare to compare? ”

"What don't you dare, if I win, you will call me brother later."

"Okay, what if you lose?"

"I'll call you brother."

"That's not necessary, if you lose, you promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I've thought about it later."

"It's a deal."

The two said goodbye, and also ceremoniously high-fived as an alliance.

Cicadas chirp and time is like water.

Time blink of an eye to Thursday, August 10th, Qian Quan paid his salary.

Counting overtime or something, KFC has a total of more than 1,900 yuan.

This is not the point, the point is that Qian Quan can finally buy gifts for his parents and Ding Linlang reasonably.

The gift to my dad was a pair of leather shoes handmade by the Qianli Shoe Workshop.

The gifts for my mother and Ding Linlang were a pair of sandals and a white trendy T-shirt.

He deliberately went to the only poppy fashion store in Wanghuai to buy it.

Three gifts, a total of more than 1,800, and less than 100 yuan left, went to the stall to buy myself two big pants.

When Dad, Mom and Ding Linlang received the gifts, they were still very surprised.

"All your month's wages are gone?" Mom was a little distressed.

"Well, that's my wish, and the first salary must be used to buy you gifts."

"Didn't you say you went to earn college living expenses?" Ding Linlang looked at Qian Quan tightly with a pair of bright eyes.

"Buying you gifts is also part of my life." Qian Quan's answer is so natural.

Qian Wenlin and Yang Yuhua were full of relief, and Yang Yuhua said to her husband:

"Old Qian, I think our son has really grown up a little."

Ding Linlang was secretly thinking,

I'm going to keep this T-shirt for many, many years......

It was the end of the day, and the weather was still hot.

Many years later, this summer,

They remember.

……

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