Chapter three hundred and fiftieth IX small difference
But I didn't even have a chance to see my daughter, so I just watched her come and go, hurriedly doing the spring sowing.
Just prepare yourself slowly and give your daughter a surprise.
When the spring sowing was over and Jiang Changxi returned home to rest, Mrs. Jiang San knew that the plan could not keep up with the changes.
The surprise that I had silently prepared was unexpectedly stillborn, and I hadn’t even said a word to my daughter-in-law.
Hearing what her husband said, Jiang Changxi felt a little stupid: "Why do you have to go on a study tour? When did you decide? Isn't it too early?"
The husband also felt a little embarrassed: "I should have prepared it earlier, and I should have told you in advance, but things were a bit rushed. The college also agreed and proposed it."
Jiang Changxi: "Is Zhou Lan's grades as good as this? Even the teachers in the college can't teach, so he has to go out for exchanges and study."
The teacher said with a black face: "Humility, modesty. Who told you about the study tour? The teacher at the college just thinks that your husband has a very good foundation, but he is young and has limited knowledge. Going out to gain experience will be more conducive to him applying what he has learned."
Jiang Changxi still couldn't accept it. It was too sudden, and he didn't have any mental preparation: "Is he going by himself?"
The husband pulled his beard: "Of course not, what do I do for a living as a husband?"
Jiang Changxi had a dark face and looked at her husband with a bad expression: "Master and disciple, you go out together to be cool."
Why can't I understand? The husband glared. He was going to study, but he was being cool and unrestrained. He said he was very responsible: "Speak well."
Jiang Changxi: "Master and apprentice have always been together. You took me away as soon as you said you wanted. Why don't you allow me to lose my temper?"
Well, sir, I have never seen a female disciple be so unreasonable: "Whose husband has to take his daughter with him when he goes out?"
Jiang Changxi said two words, very tough: "My father."
The husband rubbed his forehead and said, "Your father is a wrong example."
Husband: “Of course, if you have time, I don’t object to taking you for a walk, sir.”
Jiang Changxi has a dark face, her Zhuangzi, and her pickles are all when they are getting up, so where does she have the time to run around with them.
It wasn't time to expand sales outside yet, so she was content to be able to handle the situation in Baoding Mansion.
Besides, today's pickles have a short shelf life, so how can she sell them to such a long distance?
Unless she buys Zhuangzi from outside, her financial resources are not enough to support such a sales channel.
The teacher looked at the female disciple's expression: "Look, it's not that I'm biased, sir, it's that you don't have this idea."
Jiang Changxi didn't want to see her husband anymore: "Please let me take a moment. I'm just coming back now. I haven't had time to sort out the accounts yet."
Mr. Blackface, isn't this matter more important than sorting out the accounts?
Jiang Changxi: "If the accounts are not sorted out, I can't think of anything else."
In fact, it can be seen from this sentence that the female disciple's choice is that career is much more important than that of men. The gentleman threw down his sleeves and left. He has never taught a female disciple such a strong sense of career.
Well, I just watched Jiang Changxi playing with the abacus beads until midnight.
After Jiang Changxi had calculated the accounts clearly and had a clear mind, he could think carefully about Zhou Lan's study tour. In fact, it was just a little early.
As Mr. Tong said, if a man has ambitions everywhere, can he still take his wife with him wherever he goes?
Of course, in Jiang Changxi's view, it is appropriate to take it with you, and you really can't get rid of the problem here.
However, over the past year, we have become accustomed to each other's company and to being held by others, and to suddenly be separated, we really couldn't bear to part with each other.
Jiang Changxi had already taken out a blank piece of paper and wrote down the things he needed to prepare for the distant trip. He had obviously accepted this fact.
It was at this time that Zhou Lan opened the door and came in. Apparently he and his wife could not sleep either. The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Zhou Lan said: "If I knew this, I wouldn't study hard every day."
Jiang Changxi poured a cup of hot tea for Zhou Lan: "You still have to learn how to beat someone if you hear it."
Then I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart: "I also want to congratulate my husband on his academic success."
Zhou Lan glanced at the paper on Jiang Changxi's desk and understood what his wife was thinking. He was not very happy: "This is what you have learned."
Jiang Changxi: "Why not? If my husband wasn't knowledgeable, how could he be so highly regarded by the gentlemen?"
Zhou Lan: "But I..."
Jiang Changxi lowered her eyebrows and said, "You must take good care of your husband, and you must take good care of yourself."
Zhou Lan couldn't say anything else, so he just whispered: "Are you so willing to let me out?"
Jiang Changxi: "Isn't it that knowledge has always been more important than me?" This is an understatement.
Zhou Lan took Jiang Changxi's hand: "You are important."
Jiang Changxi couldn't help laughing: "There is no proof for what you say. My husband studies hard every day and burns many candlelights, but he doesn't work so hard on me."
Zhou Lanxin said, "Who are you coaxing? I don't know what you are thinking." She pulled Jiang Changxi and wanted to say that she was not going. She wanted to say that you would go with me. She wanted to say that we cannot separate, but in the end, she said nothing.
He is a man, can he still be raised by his wife, and can he always watch Chang Xi busy?
He is not an ignorant child, he knows that he has to go, he knows that his wife's thoughts cannot be taken away from Zhuangzi, and he also knows that he is the husband and should be the backbone of the mansion.
Zhou Lan went over and hugged Jiang Changxi: "Mother is already preparing to consummate our marriage."
What he couldn't let go of the most was this. He had been looking forward to it for a long time, and suddenly came such heartless and meaningless news. Zhou Lan felt like crying.
Jiang Changxi was a little confused as to how to respond to this question. Could it be that I was also very sorry?
Occasionally, she secretly looked at Zhou Lan. Recently, her figure had gotten better and her face had become more handsome. The chubby look she had when they first met was basically gone.
Didn't you hear Chang Le complaining every time? There was no soft spot left on his brother-in-law's body, and he didn't want to sleep with Zhou Lan anymore.
Well, every time Jiang Changxi hears such complaints, she secretly blushes.
It seems that she has also fallen in love with such a husband and knows Sichun.
Zhou Lan reluctantly cheered up: "I don't know how long I will be out for, or will you forget me."
Jiang Changxi: "That's impossible."
Zhou Lan sneered: "I won't remember much. I'm afraid you won't remember anything after a spring broadcast."
This Jiang Changxi is a bit unreasonable, indeed he has been a bit busy recently.
Zhou Lan: "It would be great to be able to take you with me." This sentence itself means that he knows that he cannot take his wife with him.
Jiang Changxi said with worry and resentment: "Which gentleman is so unreasonable and vexatious."
Zhou Lan said one word with a stupefied expression: "Dad."
Jiang Changxi also didn't expect that it was Mr. Jiang San who was making trouble unreasonably.