Feng Yangui has been with Chen Qinghe for a long time, and his understanding of her has gradually deepened.

When he followed Chen Qinghe out of the bookstore, he vaguely felt in his heart that Chen Qinghe had brought him into the bookstore before, as if it was designed and came with a purpose.

Although he didn't know much why Chen Qinghe did this, he also knew very well in his heart that he had to say what Chen Qinghe should say, and he couldn't say what he shouldn't say. Those who should be asked should also be asked, and those who should not be asked must not be asked.

However, when he returned to the small grocery store where they lived, Feng Yangui couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Qinghe, you talked so much to that fat worm today, will the things you learned in the original world have any bad impact on you?" ”

Chen Qinghe raised his head, looked at his eyes seriously, and shook his head. "I don't care if he has a bad influence on me, I'm going to do it."

Looking at Feng Yangui's surprised and incomprehensible face, Chen Qinghe revealed his heart to him for the first time.

"Feng Yangui, do you know that it is actually a bit dangerous for a person to fight alone in a strange world."

Feng Yangui nodded heavily.

"I know that. When I was very young, your dad met me, and that's what he said. During that time, he always told me that children should not always be alone, but should go out for a walk and go out more. He also said that life is short, and it is necessary to see more of the world. At that time, I could only understand even the human language. But I thought he was funny, and I thought about him coming to talk to me every day. ”

Chen Qinghe listened and nodded lightly.

"Feng Yangui, in fact, this is not what I want to tell you. I'm trying to tell you that if we want to make an impact on the world, we have to build a team. A true intelligence group. After all, the strength of one person is limited, and the wisdom of two people is still limited. But when millions of people work together for a goal, we form an earth-shattering cohesion, and we can accomplish what we want to achieve......"

Feng Yangui was once influenced by Chen Qinghe's father, Chen Jinhu, with various educations, and he was also used to the kind of vernacular spoken by modern people, but he still didn't quite adapt to what Chen Qinghe said now.

Just like the classic sentences of Marxism-Leninism, Das Kapital, and Marxist philosophy that Chen Qinghe heard in class back then.

However, Feng Yangui is still quite smart.

His mind was spinning quickly, and the words that Chen Qinghe had just said were processed and refined. In the end, he still understood what Chen Qinghe wanted to do.

"Qinghe, do you want to gather a group of wise people to help you do things?"

Chen Qinghe tilted his head and looked at him. "So to speak!"

Feng Yangui naturally touched his bulging abdominal muscles, and said slowly: "A large number of wise people represent a lot of uncertainty. The same problem happens to them, and they all have their own thoughts and react differently. You want to gather such a large number of people, have you ever thought about how to control them? ”

Chen Qinghe smiled when he heard this.

"That's probably why I found that thing..."

After saying this, Chen Qinghe slowly took off his robe and lay down on the bed quietly.

Seeing Chen Qinghe fall asleep in seconds, his face was slightly red, Feng Yangui hesitated for a moment, then quietly touched the side of the bed and slowly lay down beside her.

Ever since he had such a fragrant human companion, he didn't want to sleep alone in that black urn.

The world is too dark, too monotonous, too boring.

Where is it like now?

As long as he lies quietly by her side, he can have a sweet dream or two of fragrant fragrance every time.

In his dreams, he can always see Chen Qinghe, who has grown up completely, wearing beautiful clothes, wearing all kinds of flowers on his head, smiling happily, and running towards his arms with two little short legs.

Moreover, he could always see in his dreams that he and her children were left with a large pile.

He and her children may have more than 100, 200, or even 300, right? He couldn't count them anyway.

Moreover, he didn't even remember what the children were called, how old they were, who the hell were......

After Feng Yangui fell asleep today, Chen Qinghe, who was supposed to fall into a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes.

She rolled over, stretched out her right hand, and touched it lightly on his face, arm and neck, and then slowly fell asleep.

……

When she woke up early the next morning, Feng Yugui had already prepared for Chen Qinghe, the clothes she was going to wear today, and the washing water.

Chen Qinghe is not used to combing his hair here. I'd love to just grab a strip of cloth and tie a ponytail.

It is a particular thing to be able to seal the goose. He directly picked up the comb and helped Chen Qinghe comb his hair.

"Qinghe, haven't you eaten properly lately? Your hair isn't as shiny as it used to be. ”

Chen Qinghe turned his head to look at him, and said with a sincere face: "Yes, who told us to get poorer and poorer." I can't even make money. If you don't have money, won't you be unable to eat and dress warmly? ”

"I actually want to go to the restaurant every day and eat a big meal in the city for a dozen or so dollars!"

As a big man, Feng Yugui also has self-esteem. He heard that his daughter-in-law wanted to eat well, and he wanted to eat a big meal that could only be made for a dozen dollars, so he hesitated for a moment, but still spoke hard.

"It's not easy to have a big meal? Today, I will be diligent and submit the manuscript early! ”

"I've been very inspired during this time, and what I write is definitely a big hit. When I have the money, I'll take you there. ”

Chen Qinghe didn't seem to believe him.

She held her face in her hands, looked at the mirror in front of her, and said slowly. "Maybe one day, right?"

When Feng Yan saw her like this, he was suddenly a little unconvinced.

What does it mean that there may be a day?

He'll do it tomorrow!

Isn't it just a big meal? When he used to follow her father, it wasn't like he hadn't eaten......

……

Because Zhang Shuhai spent a night, he still didn't digest the knowledge that Chen Qinghe taught yesterday, he directly controlled the shopkeeper of the bookstore today, and asked the shopkeeper to go to the small grocery store in Toad Lane, where Chen Qinghe was located, and invited her and Feng Yangui over.

Zhang Shuhai was in the middle of the book, and as soon as he saw Chen Qinghe, he immediately took a few pieces of paper on which he had made a lot of notes, and asked Chen Qinghe directly: "Chen Daoyou, I don't seem to understand this thing you told me yesterday, can you say it again a few times now?" ”

Chen Qinghe saw that he was diligent and studious, so she explained those knowledge points to him one by one.

Feng Yangui had actually never heard of this knowledge before, and he had forgotten most of what he talked about yesterday. When he listened to it again today, he still felt fresh.

He listened very carefully. Soon, some wonderful ideas came to his mind.