Chapter 381 Listen, the voice of the times (1)

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 The whole of August was Wang Ai's preparation period for the National Games. For this reason, Leonie, who went to Manchester for final negotiations, made it clear to Manchester City: I can't do joint training before the 13-14 season.

In front of the new owner, such an attitude is of course very unfriendly. But if Manchester City does not agree, Leoni can directly decide to change the club to negotiate without asking for instructions.

If you say it's super arrogance, that's fine; if you say Manchester City is not a wealthy club, that's fine too. But anyway, I just won't go. This is a prerequisite that doesn't need to be made clear by Wang Ai and the UAE Commercial Counselor.

Ever since the National Games Organizing Committee regretfully informed Wang Ai that the men's adult category could not resume, Wang Ai realized that this might be his only chance to participate in the National Games... it would be even harder than the Olympic Games.

Leaving the East Asian Cup's Golden Ball and Golden Boot trophies at home in Dongcheng, Wang Ai returned to Haidian with a check in hand and threw it to Shi Wenjun. Her daughter is not old enough now, so she will stay at BJ's house for another year. , so she is in charge of the family’s finances.

A large yard of several thousand square meters, raising three children, and a lot of monthly expenses. Although Wang Ai has never worried about this, the bonus of less than 30,000 US dollars is not worth worrying about. Anyway, this attitude The little beauty rolled her eyes in a scornful manner, but Wang Ai was still unhappy: "You are not happy even if I give you money."

Wang Ai still went to the gym that night, but the amount of exercise was only a quarter of the usual amount. He went upstairs without even sweating. He opened a door in a daze and went in to sleep. At dawn, he woke up. I discovered that it was actually a children's room: two sons and a daughter were looking at him with their big eyes open.

It was already past nine in the morning, and Wang Ai slept for more than ten hours.

"Have you eaten yet?" Wang Ai sat up and waved to the children.

"Eat." Wang Sheng ran over: "Dad, why are you so lazy?"

...What a question!

"Where is Zhonghua? Have you eaten?" Wang Ai decided to ignore his eldest son.

"I've eaten, dad." Wang Zhonghua nodded obediently.

"Where's Hongzhuang?"

"Dad..." The daughter was speechless and didn't know what to say.

While teasing the child, Wenjun walked in when the door opened: "Are you up? Come downstairs to eat, I've left it for you."

Huang Xin also walked in and waved to the three children: "Let's go downstairs to play."

Wang Ai went to wash up, and the three children, the older one holding the younger one, walked slowly downstairs. Shi Wenjun leaned against the door frame of the bathroom: "When you went to Korea, the three children had to jump down from the second floor. , Huang Xin managed to control it with great difficulty."

Wang Ai brushed his teeth and turned back: Hey hey hey!

Shi Wenjun was so angry that he quickly came in and kicked Wang Ai on the butt. After the kick, he was still angry and kicked him twice more: "Are you planning to throw the child to death?"

Wang Ai knew that he was being unreasonable, so he kept silent while washing his face. After washing, the little beauty had vented her anger, and then she took a towel and sighed: "Having children is troublesome. When I was just with you, I did whatever I wanted, and I wasn't afraid that you would learn bad things." "

"When you become a parent, you have to take on the responsibilities of a parent. You..."

Shi Wenjun was still chattering, but he was accidentally slapped in the face by Wang Ai's big towel. He immediately went crazy and chased Wang Ai all the way to the restaurant.

Gubei

"Look, what kind of role model have you set? Three children are looking up to you?" Wang Ai sat in the restaurant calmly.

When Shi Wenjun turned around, he found that two children, one big and one small, were looking at her curiously, and he quickly calmed down. But when he turned around and saw that Wang Ai had eaten, he suddenly got angry and rushed to the children. He yelled: "Go out and play, I want to educate your father!"

"Bang bang bang bang!" Shi Wenjun hit Wang Ai on the back like a drum. Wang Ai ate steamed buns and drank porridge without any pain. He still had time to comment: "Very energetic." Well, that’s how it should be, don’t behave like an old woman when you’re young.”

Shi Wenjun was tired from beating, so he sat across from Wang Ai and reached out to grab the buns that Wang Ai wanted to take: "I'm hungry."

"Yes, you will have enough energy to continue fighting with me." Wang Ai calmly picked up another bun.

"That doesn't sound like bad words." Shi Wenjun took Wang Ai's porridge again.

"How could it be bad words?" Wang Ai took a glass of milk: "In a few years, we will go to school, and then we will all be sent to boarding schools. We will learn to live together and live independently from elementary school. This will not only cultivate a good temperament, but also lead an independent life." It can also cherish the family environment even more. It is good for us and the children."

Wang Ai talked a lot, and Shi Wenjun couldn't eat anymore. But he had already eaten a third of it and had to continue eating: "I'm a little reluctant to part with it."

Wang Ai frowned: "How about two more?"

"What and what?"

"You have to admit that if you have more children, you won't be so expensive. In the past, how could you afford to raise more children? It was just adding a spoonful of water when cooking. Although we are now better off and can't do this, the truth is Same." Wang Ai's tone was calm and persuasive: "Just like we have to say goodbye to our parents sooner or later, our children have to say goodbye to us sooner or later, so we say goodbye sooner or later. Instead of watching our children go to school, work, get married and sleep in the future. If you don’t sleep, it’s better to lay the foundation early.”

"Don't tell me." Shi Wenjun turned around irritably and shouted to Xu Qinglian who was sitting on the swing in the yard reading a book: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful!"

"Why does it sound like a dog?" Xu Qinglian walked in with a smile, holding a book in her hand.

"Don't you look like Xiaomei?" Shi Wenjun rolled his eyes: "Ask your man, he wants to kick the child out early."

Xu Qinglian nodded without asking: "There is nothing wrong. Send the child out once he has a certain ability."

Shi Wenjun looked at the two of them in astonishment: "As expected of a man and a woman, you have exactly the same idea."

"We have our lives, and children have children's lives." Xu Qinglian sat beside Shi Wenjun with a smile: "I know that you have taken care of your children for so long, and you have deep feelings and are reluctant to let go. But no matter how reluctant you are to let go, you have to let go. Of course, We should give our children no less, but we must also control the excess. It is good for ourselves and for our children.”

Shi Wenjun nodded helplessly: "It's true that they are a male and a female, they are exactly the same. Forget it, let's not talk about this, it will still be a few years. By the way, what are your plans for today?"

Speaking of this, Wang Ai raised his head and glanced out the sunny window, squinting his eyes as if stimulated by the sunshine: "How can we waste such a great time? I decided to go out for a garden tour!"

"If you think the city is full, where can you go?" Shi Wenjun said sarcastically.

"It's just that after I met you, I couldn't even think of traveling with you." Xu Qinglian also complained.

Wang Ai thought for a while and patted the table: "Go to Miyun!"


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