Qin Ke took a deep breath, held back the mist in his eyes, and said in a stiff tone: "Old Qin, you keep this money, you are not allowed to transfer it back to me, do you hear me?"

"This..." Qin Yanghui was about to say something else, but Qin Ke interrupted him and started to fire off a barrage of fire:

"What the heck! The old pickup truck at home needs to be replaced. You should sell it as scrap metal tomorrow and buy a new one. Otherwise, my little sister and I will be embarrassed even if we want to go out in your car!

"

"Also, let me have an operation on your right ankle. I heard from my little sister that when you get pain, you roll on the bed all night, making noises, which affects her sleep! Now my little sister is growing taller.

When I am pregnant, I need enough sleep time, how can I be affected by you like this?"

"I don't care. Next time I come back and see that old pickup truck is still used at home, I will smash it myself! I'm not joking. Did Lao Qin hear that? I'm the national championship champion, and there may be dozens of them.

As for Wan's fans, if I let others know that my family drives such a shabby car, do I still want to lose face? I will be pointed at in school!"

"As for the surgery, Mom, did you hear that? I'll leave this to you! If I hear my little sister say that Lao Qin affects her sleep again, I won't even go to class and will rush back immediately to do it myself.

Take Lao Qin to the hospital for surgery, do you understand? My grades will drop because I skip classes, and it’s all down to you!"

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then Qin Yanghui laughed and said: "I know, I know... being so mean to your dad all day long... it's really... it's..." He tried hard to pretend to be normal, but his voice was clear.

With sobs.

Qin Ke was still nagging:

"Also, Lao Qin, buy a better necklace for mom."

"I know that the necklace my mother is wearing now was made by you. When you got married, you didn't have much money. You used the hardware parts you picked up, polished them smooth one by one with sandpaper, and then strung them into a necklace like this.

, consider it a wedding anniversary gift..."

"But... a necklace like this should be treasured and used as a memory. My mother is so young and beautiful. If you don't wear a better necklace, others will think you are abusing your wife!"

"Grandpa, please give me some good tea when you have time. He doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to drink good tea and good wine. Drinking too much wine is harmful to your health, so you should give me some good tea. We can't afford expensive good tea for the time being.

For one thousand yuan or two, it shouldn’t be a problem to buy one that weighs about a pound.”

"My little sister doesn't seem to have bought comics in the past year or two. She always asks her classmates to borrow them. This is not good. She is a girl who borrows comics all day long. She doesn't have new ones to borrow from others, so she will be kicked out.

People look down upon you... You ask my mother to search in her room and buy a new set of the old comics she is reading..."

In Qingping Town, after hanging up the call from Qin Ke who kept nagging, Qin Yanghui sniffed and said with a smile: "This brat... really thinks he is an adult... and even made arrangements for his father.

Mission..." He smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes.

Shen Qiuyi next to him had already burst into tears: "Yang Hui... our son has grown up... we... such unqualified parents... finally raised our children..."

"Yes... they have been raised, and they have grown... much better than us..." Seeing his wife's face covered with tears, Qin Yanghui couldn't help the tears in his eyes, and finally rolled down, and he stretched out his hand He held his wife in his arms and murmured: "Qin Ke... he has grown up..."

Shen Qiuyi hugged her husband tightly and choked up: "I've always been... always afraid that I can't teach him well, always been afraid... that I can't be a good mother... I... haven't even finished high school... I I can’t cook... I can’t even do housework well... The only thing I can give him... is a smile... because when I was a child... what I wanted to see most was a smile..."

Qin Yanghui stroked his wife's hair, tried hard to stop the tears, and said firmly: "You are a good mother, you have done a good job. Who would have thought that back then, she had a hot temper and could fight with people with a beer bottle? The crazy girl on the street can now speak in such a gentle voice and show such a warm and relaxing smile..."

Listening to her husband's words, Shen Qiuyi couldn't bear it any longer and burst into tears. But as she cried, thinking of her now grown-up son, a proud smile slowly appeared on her lips.

…

Qin Ke's family may be different from other families. His parents rarely control him. Unless he is in danger, his parents basically "let him go".

They never asked about Qin Ke's studies, they just tried their best to make Qin Ke's childhood happy and carefree, as if they were trying to make up for their past regrets.

But such a weird family is what Qin Ke values ​​the most and is the warmest.

Because in this family, he had rarely seen his parents quarreling, or in other words, he had never seen it in his memory.

What he saw was his father's love for his mother, the funny and relaxed family atmosphere it brought about, and his mother's unhurried and always warm smile.

Such a family may not conform to worldly values, but it really makes Qin Ke feel comfortable and relaxed.

The people who have the greatest influence on his character are his parents.

He learned the optimism and gentleness that requires calmness when encountering big things from his mother. His boldness, impatience, and thick skin, and his ability to lose to others but not lose to others, were learned from his father.

He will never forget the day when he was seven years old. He was bullied and ran home crying to find his father. The bully was the son of a very fierce butcher named Zhang in the town.

That butcher Zhang had always been arrogant and unreasonable, and no one around him dared or wanted to provoke him.

But after his father heard about it, he held a cigarette, took Qin Ke and broke into Butcher Zhang's door with his bare hands, and asked Qin Ke to catch Butcher Zhang's son and beat him back.

He himself moved a chair and sat in front of Butcher Zhang to block the situation. Butcher Zhang's butcher's knife was stuck at his feet. He was still laughing and joking with a cheerful look on his face. He didn't even blink his eyes and even picked up the butcher's knife. Come and peel an apple.

That day there was a fight between Qin Ke and Zhang Butcher’s son. It’s hard to tell who won. Anyway, both children were bruised and swollen. Qin Ke only remembered that when he went back, his father was carrying him on his back, and his father was carrying him. My back was already soaked with cold sweat...

…

Thinking about these past events, Qin Ke looked at the night sky on the balcony for a long time before calming down.

"Okay, let's keep working hard! Mom and Dad, take care, your son will definitely be no worse than anyone else! He will definitely become your pride forever!"

Qin Ke cheered up, returned to the room, opened the fruit notebook Ning Qingyun borrowed from him, and began to write the article "Proving the Existence and Multiple Solutions of Nonlinear Fractional Differential Equations with Infinite Point Integral Boundary Conditions."

After writing for an hour, I opened the itinerary for tomorrow's date with Ning Qingyun and went through each item in my mind. Finally, I took out the props I was going to use to celebrate Ning Qingyun's birthday and checked them carefully.

When everything was ready, he went to bed with great expectations.

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Chapter completed!