Chapter 479 179 Enough or not enough? The hidden thread that emerges

Author: Mozatte

Chapter 479 179. Enough or not enough? A hidden thread emerges

Li An raised his head and drank the third glass of wine in his hand.

"Thank you, auntie."

"Thank you for nothing. I should just thank you. This trip has caused you so much trouble."

Turning around, Song Lian's eyebrows became a little softer, "Sit down quickly."

"Auntie, please don't say that. I'll be happy whenever you come."

As he spoke, Li An sat down and filled himself a fourth glass of wine.

Seeing this, Song Lian said, "Slow down, slow down. Okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's eat. I'll try a dumpling too."

"Well, it's not bad," Song Lian asked Chen Xuan, "leeks are not old."

Chen Xuan: "I can't taste it. It tastes the same as the one you make at home."

Song Lian looked at Li An and explained, "It's a bit late today. There were no fresh vegetables when we went to the market."

Ang Lee: "She's very young, not old at all."

Hearing Li An say that he is not old, Song Lian was relieved. He was not satisfied with the leeks for the stuffing today.

After Song Lian had eaten a few more bites of food, Li An raised his glass and said, "Auntie, this is a toast to you."

Song Lian raised his glass: "Teacher Li, please stop being so polite."

Hahaha--

Chen Xuan was so happy watching this scene. It felt so good to be with the two most important people in her life.

It would be great if my mother could stay in Chengdu.

When she heard what Li An said just now, she felt happy and uncomfortable at the same time. Yes, who doesn't like the feeling of having her mother around.

But there's really no way.

"Mom, let me toast you too."

Song Lian raised his glass again, "Mr. Chen worked hard today and helped me cook. In the future, you should cook more when you have time. Try not to order takeout if you can."

Li An raised his glass: "Don't worry, Auntie, I'll accompany you."

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more harmonious.

As time went by, Li An's stomach became more and more full.

Twenty dumplings, three bottles of beer, two crabs, five pieces of fried fish, and two conches, Teacher Li was almost at her limit.

But there was still more than half of the food on the table, and the shrimps were barely touched.

Song Lian: "Li An, please take it easy and stop eating when you are full. You can save the dumplings and fry them tomorrow morning, and make soup with other things."

Li An patted his belly: "Auntie, I'm still early."

Song Lian was so happy that she couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, I'll give you another crab."

"Save the crab roe for tomorrow. I still want to eat it." Chen Xuan knew that Li An couldn't stand it anymore, "Eat shrimp."

As he said this, he started to put shrimps into Li An's dinner plate, one by two, three by four, and he didn't stop until he had six.

Song Lian: "That's enough, that's enough."

Chen Xuan: "Not enough."

After holding enough ten, Chen Xuan felt that this was her limit.

The next scene left Song Lian speechless.

I saw that Li An did not feed the first shrimp into his mouth after peeling it, but put all ten shrimps into a plate in one go, and then brought ten shiny shrimps to Chen Xuan.

"Teacher Xiaomi, please use it."

Chen Xuan chuckled: "You're welcome."

Song Lian: "You don't have hands yourself."

Chen Xuan fed a shrimp into his mouth, chewed it, and said, "I'm not giving someone a chance to show off."

Ang Lee: "Thank you, Teacher Xiaomi."

Song Lian looked at Li An and shook his head: "Just spoil her like this."

Li An: "Auntie, please come with a few too."

Song Lian waved her hand: "Thank you, I'm full."

Chen Xuan: "Call her!"

In this way, the three people finally paid the price of a tragic victory and wiped out everything on the dinner table.

After some research, we decided to use the leftovers as tomorrow’s breakfast.

Fried dumplings + seafood pimple soup.

After the meal, the three of them rushed to wash the dishes, and the winner was Chen Xiaomi.

For no other reason, Chen Xiaomi just wanted to move more. Her stomach was about to burst. When she saw Li An trying to help clear the table, she said, "Don't take away my exercise time. You go watch TV."

So Li An and Song Lian came to the living room and chatted while watching TV.

The two of them didn't talk about any family topics, they basically focused on work.

For example, Song Lian’s daily work in the hospital.

For example, Ang Lee will take care of the next three schools.

When talking about the possible income from these three schools, Song Lian interrupted: "I heard from Xiaoxuan that you plan to do it yourself in the future."

Li An: "Yes, Auntie, I am still accumulating experience. There are still many things to learn and understand. Moreover, the new ZC was introduced last year. Many friends' stores were affected and their performance declined seriously. I want to observe again."

Song Lian: "Indeed, our art education and training will be closed a lot after the new year. Don't be anxious, take your time."

Ang Lee: "If we close the door, will we not be able to continue operating?"

Song Lian: "Yes, Chen Xuan's first teacher is the person in charge of the largest wind music training institution in Yan City. He has four branches. He closed one at the beginning of this year and the one at the entrance of our community some time ago."

Li An frowned. Chen Xuan's home is in the city center. The surrounding facilities are complete and mature, and there are all kinds of community schools. Can a place like this not be opened anymore?

Survive with a broken arm? No way.

Logically speaking, a training institution of this size should not be able to withstand this wave of pressure. Could it be that the government is different? "Auntie, is there any pilot program in Eastern Province?"

Song Lian really didn't know much about this, "I'll help you find out when I get back."

Li An: "Thank you, auntie, don't bother me. I'll ask you tomorrow."

Li An plans to ask Qin Yong tomorrow. He estimates that this wave may be inseparable from the zc, the Implementation Measures for the Establishment and Management of Private Training Institutions, introduced in June last year.

At that time, he had only been employed for more than a month, and the old director was looking worried all day long, which made everyone panic. If those conditions were implemented, one-third to half of the institutions in Chengdu would have to close down.

But it didn't take long for it to go away, and the limelight was only for a while.

Is this the wind blowing again?

He's been busy with competitions lately, so he really hasn't paid much attention to these things.

The problem is that no one told him.

Since there is some movement in Eastern Province, it is either an exception, or it should happen soon.

"What are you talking about? How serious."

After Chen Xuan cleaned up the kitchen, she came to the living room excitedly and saw Li An frowning.

"Auntie is telling me about policies," Li An said, standing up and turning his face, "Auntie, please sit down first, I'll make a phone call."

Chen Xuan: "Policy?"

Li An took his cell phone and left the living room. Chen Xuan sat where he had just sat and asked Song Lian, "What's going on."

Song Lian sighed: "Your teacher Huo's store has closed down again."

Chen Xuan: "Isn't that just a New Year thing?"

Song Lian: "I said, the store in front of our house is also closed."

Chen Xuan: "Ah? So miserable!"

"Who says it's not the case," Song Lian sighed, then whispered in a low voice, "When you get back, tell An Li, just keep it simple tomorrow night."

It's not easy for the children to make money, so her trip originally caused trouble for the two children.

Chen Xuan: "Understood."

"Meow-"

The mother and daughter looked at each other at the same time and found that Ba Wan was lying miserably outside the study door.
To be continued...