Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 547, Husband, Come and Slap Them in the Face

Wang Qingsong looked at Qian Bo, thinking in his heart.

Speaking of...

He doesn't seem to know how to pursue girls.

Indeed!
If we really talk about the three women on my side, it’s not a question of who is pursuing whom, and there is no such thing as pursuing anyone.

What can he say about this!
After thinking for a while, he blurted out: "Sincerity!"

"sincere?"

These words made Qian Bo confused for a while.

"Yes, that's right! Sincerely, get along with the intention of getting married!"

Wang Qingsong said it awkwardly.

This reminded him of the chicken soup videos on Douyin in later generations.

If you want a woman to fall in love with you, there are only a few things you need to do.

Either rich or handsome.

In this era, it is really not easy to say whether you are rich or not, after all, the salaries are not high. However, Qian Bo is single and his salary is neither high nor low.

Life is definitely okay.

As for handsome?

Thinking of this, and seeing Qian Bo’s round face, I felt a little embarrassed.

This guy's face doesn't have anything to do with being handsome!

That's just sincerity.

To put it bluntly, it's licking!
Lick until the other person feels itchy.

Pooh!
What the hell!

Fan Jinguang was about to leave, but when he heard Qian Bo's words, he stopped.

After listening for a while, he laughed cheerfully and said, "Hey, Qian Bo is a man who plans to have a baby the next day after meeting me. You think he is sincere. He is sincere enough. He dreams of having a wife."

"Fan Jinguang, you must have eaten shit and didn't brush your teeth, your mouth stinks."

Qian Bo and the other man didn't get along well in the first place, so they started to argue with each other, and then mocked him, "Yeah! I want to have a baby the next day, so you can have one when the time comes. It's been a few years, and you haven't even laid an egg."

These words really annoyed Fan Jinguang, and he picked up the broom and was about to start fighting.

"Qian Bo, say it again."

"bump!"

Qian Bo smashed the shovel in his hand to the ground: "What's wrong with saying it again? Lay an egg and see!"

When he heard the sound of the shovel hitting the ground, Fan Jinguang shrank his neck.

"I won't bother with you. You are like this, and you are planning to get married. You will be single for the rest of your life!"

Then he took the broom and went back to the yard.

"You~~" Qian Bo felt embarrassed and angry and was about to go up and fuck him.

Wang Qingsong looked at the two people stabbing each other in the heart, and was also helpless for a while, and hurriedly said: "Okay, what's there to quarrel about, go back!"

Seeing this, Qian Bo hummed and went back directly.

Wang Qingsong was about to go back with a shovel when he saw Zhao Ming riding back on a bicycle not far away.

He immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Qingsong! Are you sweeping the snow?"

Zhao Ming got out of the car and greeted with a smile.

"Yes, Chief Zhao, why are you back so late today?"

"Hey, there's a collapsed house on the street. I went with the bureau committee to take a look. Let's go in. It's so cold outside."

After saying that, he pushed the cart inside.

Wang Qingsong naturally followed.

After entering the aisle at the door, Wang Qingsong grabbed the other person's arm.

She whispered something in his ear.

This made Zhao Ming frown: "Is it true?"

Wang Qingsong hummed: "Yes! I also heard it from Uncle Wang."

Anyway, he has the news now, so he tells Zhao Ming. Then it has nothing to do with him.

Zhao Ming pondered for a moment after hearing this.

Having not discovered the problem for such a long time, he felt that perhaps both Wang Qingsong and he had misunderstood and were being too cautious.

But I decided to give it one last try.

If it doesn't work, forget it.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Okay, I got it! I'll pay more attention next week."

Wang Qingsong said nothing when he saw this.

The two returned to the yard together.

When he returned home, Liang Chunxiao was still cooking there as usual, and when she saw him come back, she responded to him as usual.

"Are you done with your work? Don't worry, we'll have dinner soon."

She used similar tactics almost twice a day after she moved in.

Wang Qingsong was happy at first, then numb, and finally just felt warm.

After all, he is a young man and will definitely experience these things.

Yes.

warmth.

There were no sweet words or fiery passion, everything just seemed to go on naturally.

He smiled and nodded: "Well, no hurry!"

After saying that, he went into the house and got some hot water to wash his hands.

Liang Chunxiao lifted the curtain and came in, holding an aluminum spoon in his hand, and it was obvious that he was going to add lard to the noodle soup.

Wang Qingsong boiled the lard and put it in to avoid the smell in the yard.

As for putting it in the cupboard at home, another reason is that it is not safe outside.

In those days, a can of lard was a treasure.

While the other person was scooping lard, he went over and hugged his waist.

Seeing that it was broad daylight, Liang Chunxiao felt a little shy: "What are you doing? There are people outside!"

Wang Qingsong didn't let go and smiled, "It's okay! Wife, there's a curtain! No one can see."

Hearing this, Liang Chunxiao put the spoon in the jar and turned away.

He smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing! Can't I just give you a hug?"

Wang Qingsong smiled, then thought of something and asked, "Wife, how about we have a banquet~"

"Hold a banquet? Didn't we hold one last time?!"

Liang Chunxiao was suspicious for a moment.

Wang Qingsong chuckled, "Hold a wedding banquet! Although we can't get the marriage certificate now, we can get the marriage certificate when we are old enough after the wedding banquet. Don't worry, after the wedding banquet, we will still live separately for the time being, and sleep together after we get the marriage certificate."

This made Liang Chunxiao burst out laughing.

"You just had the wedding banquet not long ago! If you hold another wedding banquet, then when it's time to get the marriage certificate in a few years, you won't be able to hold it. I think this is fine."

She also knew that people of their age, even in the city, would get married first and then get a marriage certificate.

But she felt that Wang Qingsong was very busy every day.

Still slowly.

Wang Qingsong pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you, but I feel bad for you."

"Why should I feel wronged? The engagement banquet has already been held. Do you still want to be Chen Shimei?"

Seeing Liang Chunxiao pouting, Wang Qingsong laughed: "Chen Shimei wants to hug his thighs, and your legs are quite thick."

Liang Chunxiao was puzzled when he heard this, looked at her thigh covered with a cotton jacket, and pinched it.

"My legs aren't that thick!"

These words made Wang Qingsong laugh. These were words from later times, so she might not have understood them.

Then he explained the meaning of "holding thighs".

"..., your father's status, in ancient times, would basically be considered a high-ranking official of the second rank or even the first rank, and your thighs are still not thick enough!"

Liang Chunxiao finally understood what he meant after hearing this.

Then he said angrily, "Nonsense, you don't rely on him. What are you thinking about all day long? I'm going to work."

A spoonful of lard was scooped out.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong pulled her and kissed her, but unfortunately, Xiaomai who had just opened the curtain saw it.

Liang Chunxiao felt embarrassed and angry. She glared at him, lifted the curtain and left.

Wang Qingsong was also embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say. He could only change the subject and said with a smile: "Xiaomi, what's wrong?"

And Xiaomai stared at him.

It was strange for a while.

What are these two people doing?

The third brother kissed the third sister-in-law, isn’t that normal?

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Oh, Sister Chunxiao asked me to come over for dinner! She said the meal is ready."

Wang Qingsong reacted.

Scooping the lard into a bowl is the last step.

Then he quickly smiled and said, "Oh, okay, let's eat right away."

This made Xiaomai feel confused.

We started eating after a while.

After finishing his meal, Wang Qingsong checked the time and said, "I'll go to school! It's not a good idea to not go every day."

Liang Chunxiao was cleaning up the dishes. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead. Go slowly on the way and don't fall."

"Don't worry."

Wang Qingsong agreed and said with a smile.

Then he rode his bike out.

By the time he arrived at school, it was time for class.

Coincidentally, there was no class today, but a math test.

Wang Qingsong held the test paper printed with ink. It was not very clear, so he had to guess about some of the blurred words. As long as they were not crucial, he didn't need to ask.

He's already used to it.

After getting the test paper, he took a quick look at it and then looked at the big questions at the back.

The problem is not big.

Then he started writing with a pen.

After all, he was not a genius. Although he took very tight remedial classes in later life, in every exam, his scores were only between 150 and 100 out of 110.

The results are not very good.

But the test paper here is not that difficult. They all contain very basic questions, with only the last two big questions being a bit confusing.

Even so, the difficulty is much lower than that of later generations.

The number of questions at this time was slightly less than that in later generations.

It was done quickly.

He looked at the time and saw that there was still more than half an hour left, so he handed in the test paper.

Anyway, in his opinion, passing was enough, and he was sure that he would get more than just a passing score.

"Teacher, you have finished writing. Hand in the paper."

The teacher took the test paper, looked at him and frowned.

He said softly, "Since you've signed up, you should study hard. I remember you've only been here twice since the start of the school year. How can you keep going like this?"

After saying that, he didn't give any reply and just kept flipping through the papers.

This made Wang Qingsong feel awkward. He had indeed not come here many times since the beginning of the school year. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he did not leave.

When the teacher flipped through the pages, he frowned at first, then became surprised.

"You wait."

Finally, he took out a red pen and started correcting the papers.

The teacher should be familiar with this test paper and mark it very quickly.

The test paper was corrected in just a few minutes.

Wang Qingsong looked at the other party who had written a big 92 points right at the top of the first page, with two red horizontal lines of varying lengths below it.

After correcting the paper, the teacher asked curiously, "How did you get such a high score when you didn't come to school?"

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong knew that this day would come.

Then he said, "I am learning on my own. If I don't understand something, I will consult my friends. They know something. My progress of self-study is a little faster."

He had thought about this problem a long time ago.

When doing homework at Zhou Ying's place, I would write the contents of the disintegration neatly in this notebook.

This surprised the other party.

"You study on your own? Are you progressing faster than in class?"

Looking at the other person's expression, Wang Qingsong took out his notebook.

These are all specially left in the notebook based on the courses here.

Just to prevent this day.

It is also to prevent anyone from questioning in the future.

The teacher took the notebook and opened the first page. From the first page on, it was filled with densely packed math problems.

There are some that are done right directly.

There are also mistakes, and the wrong ones will be corrected with a red pen next to them.

He bought a thick notebook specially for this purpose.

At this time, he had almost finished writing in the notebook.

The other person glanced at it briefly, and then turned to the end before looking up in surprise: "You have already studied on your own until the second semester of your second year of high school?"

Wang Qingsong nodded, took the notebook and put it into his schoolbag.

"Yeah! Sometimes when I'm not busy at work, I also learn secretly."

Then he said shyly, "Teacher, please don't tell the company that I'm lazy at work! Otherwise I'll be criticized. Don't worry, I only study after I've finished my work."

Seeing his silly expression, the teacher smiled and said, "Don't worry. By the way, you don't look too old! You should be about 18 or 19 years old! Why don't you go to school? Have you been to school before?"

Wang Qingsong still had that silly expression on his face.

He added a little helplessness and said, "Actually, I'm not very old, it's mainly due to my family situation..."

Then he explained the general situation.

I was wondering in my heart, eighteen or nineteen? Is he that old?

But considering that I have been jumping back and forth between Zhou Ying and me, my actual age may be older.

Thinking of this, he wondered if he would age faster.

But my thoughts were soon interrupted by the teacher's words.

The teacher looked at him, sighed, and said, "You finished the rest of the junior high school content in half a year, and another half a year to learn the progress of the second semester of the second year of high school. What a pity, it is such a pity that you didn't go to school. If you went to a regular full-time school, you would definitely be able to get into university."

Wang Qingsong also laughed and said, "Teacher, I have no choice!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that the people below were already looking at him, so he quickly said, "Then you are busy, teacher. I will go home first."

"Okay, go do your thing! If you come across something you don't understand, come to school and ask me. I usually have classes during the day, and only two classes a week in the evening."

"Oh, okay, thank you teacher. If I have any questions, I will definitely ask you."

After saying that, he said hello and left the classroom.

After coming out, Wang Qingsong smiled.

This can be considered as laying a nail in advance, and together with the high school textbooks he borrowed, it is complete.

As long as no one digs up all his experiences, there won't be any problem, and there's no need for that.

There are many people who achieve success late in life.

I came to the bicycle shed and rode my bike home.

When he returned home, there was no one in the compound. Wang Qingsong washed up quickly and went to Zhou Ying's place.

……

Back to Zhou Ying, it was already evening.

Beep!
A text message came.

Looking at the content of the message, Wang Qingsong felt strange.

The message was sent five minutes ago.

The content of the message is: Husband, someone said that I found an old man in his 50s or 60s, come here and slap them in the face.

An address was sent on WeChat.

During class today, Zhou Ying had sent him a message saying that a group of classmates were having a reunion today.

He didn't care and agreed.

Besides, he didn't know those people, so he didn't think about going over. He just told her not to drink and left her alone.

Since Zhou Ying sent the message, he naturally had to go over.

He replied briefly and drove to the place.

(End of this chapter)