Finally, Song Sanyuan took his eyes away from Qin Yueyuan's beautiful figure, and turned his head and saw his future father-in-law Qin Yinglin staring at him fiercely.

Song Sanyuan didn't feel embarrassed at all, but said, "Yueyuan is getting more and more beautiful. Uncle, you are so lucky!"

Qin Yinglin hummed for a moment and said nothing.

Song Sanyuan continued to be embarrassed, blinked his eyes and pointed to the TV that was flashing with snowflakes curiously, "Uncle, this TV seems to be broken in your house."

"Oh, nothing, I'll find someone to repair it later."

"No, that's a lot of delay! It's like this, and the Chinese New Year is approaching, so it's awful that you don't have a TV at home!"

Qin Yinglin frowned, "What's the use of saying these? Can you repair them?"

"Yes! I'm learning to repair home appliances recently! You know, I don't have any hobbies, and I'm used to tinkering with messy things!" Song Sanyuan volunteered, "It's better to ask me to help you see it. You can save you from hiring someone. If you don't ask someone to spend more money, it may not be able to repair it, and it will easily delay time!"

Qin Yinglin looked at the big butt TV with snowflakes on the screen, and then looked at Song Sanyuan, "Okay, come and repair it!"

In order to see the beautiful "Su Daji" in "The Investiture of the Gods" soon, Qin Yinglin couldn't help but nod.

...

In a moment----

Song Sanyuan put down his body, pretended to check the TV, then knocked and beat Qin Yinglin, and told Qin Yinglin a big theory of electronics. Originally, Qin Yinglin was a little unbelievable, but was deceived by Song Sanyuan, such as "semiconductors", "developers", and "ballassist" and other messy professional terms, and immediately believed it.

You should know that although Qin Yinglin is a college student, he studied agriculture and animal husbandry. He only knows a little bit about electronics, but he doesn't know much about it. It is precisely because he knows that Song Sanyuan's trick can be effective, which makes him look forward to Song Sanyuan's next actions.

Seeing that it was almost done, Song Sanyuan slapped the big butt of the TV and turned around and solemnly said to Qin Yinglin who was following his butt: "Uncle, I have checked your TV. According to my judgment, the TV has no major problems. Even if there is any problem, it will appear outside---" After saying that, he pointed to the outside and continued: "According to my inference, there may be a problem with your outdoor antenna. The snow has been falling too heavily these days, and it is likely that the wires and some other things will be broken..."

Qin Yinglin: “…?!”

He ran directly outside, and a scream came from a moment: "Sanyuan, you are really right, this wire is really broken!"

...

The outdoor antenna is easy to connect. After the connection is completed, the TV set of Qin Yinglin's family will be restored to its function, and the TV station will appear clearly on the screen again. However, "The Investiture of the Gods" has almost been played for half of it. Fortunately, Song Sanyuan "successfully" in time, otherwise he would not have been watched by TV these days.

At this moment, Qin Yinglin looked at his own TV set that was "resurrected" and then looked at the outdoor antenna outside, and looked at the somewhat "admiring" Song Sanyuan.

"Sanyuan, I really can't tell that you have such a trick. Uncle Qin, I underestimated you!"

Qin Yinglin asked Song Sanyuan to sit down, and he also sat down. He took out a box of 80 cents of "Peony" brand cigarettes from his arms. He took out one but had no intention of letting the cigarette. He held it directly in his mouth. He picked up a box of matches with "Erqi Memorial Tower" brand. He slashed and lit one. He lit the cigarette butts and lit the cigarette. Then he threw the matches and threw the cigarette and matches on the coffee table, and said, "By the way, Sanyuan, what's the matter with you coming to me so late?"

Song Sanyuan smiled slightly: "Uncle, it's actually nothing, it's just that the Chinese New Year is coming soon. What's going on in our family now----"

"Stop!" Before Song Sanyuan finished speaking, Qin Yinglin waved his hand, "I know what you want to say, but unfortunately, you are late! You also know that your uncle, I am going to start a business again recently, and I have all the remaining money on hand, and now I don't even have a single one!"

Song Sanyuan was about to say that he had no money and had food, but Qin Yinglin shouted to his daughter Qin Yueyuan: "Yueyuan, how many spoons of sugar have you scooped for a cup of tea? Do you know that white sugar is very expensive now! Besides, your brother Sanyuan doesn't like to drink sugar water!"

Qin Yueyuan brought the sugar water from an enamel teapot and glared at her father Qin Yinglin with her beautiful eyes: "I'm stingy!" After that, she put the sugar water in front of Song Sanyuan, "Brother Sanyuan, just drink it, I'll pour it for you after you finish drinking!"

"Hey, girl, what are you talking to adults like this?!"

Qin Yueyuan wrinkled her nose and was about to say something back, but her mother Qian Xiuying pulled it into the house: "What anger you and your father are? He feels sorry for Baitang, so he feels sorry for this family. He just listens to him in everything!"

When Qin Yinglin saw his daughter enter the house, he sighed and said, "Sanyuan, don't say I'm stingy. To be honest, it's not easy for me this year. I don't have money, and I can give you some rice for this food!" After that, he reached out and picked up the teacup placed in front of him and took a sip.

Song Sanyuan smiled, "Uncle Qin, I will call you father-in-law---"

With a "puff", Qin Yinglin sprayed out a sip of water, looking funny and nervous.

"Don't, I don't dare to be it! Although you have been married to our Yueyuan, it's all about the feudal ideas of the older generation! After all, I am also a college student and I absolutely do not recognize this unhealthy custom!"

"What's more, Yue Yuan is still young now, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she is still in junior high school, and may have to go to college in the future! Sanyuan, it's not that I look down on you, look at you, now that I haven't finished high school and don't even have a high school diploma, what can I do in the future? Now in this society, we have to talk about diplomas and academic qualifications everywhere!" Qin Yinglin said earnestly. "If I were you, I would continue to repeat the school. At least I could get into a university and shine my ancestors in the future!"

Song Sanyuan smiled, "Uncle Qin, I didn't expect you to think about me so much!"

"You are still young, and you have a lot of opportunities. It depends on whether you can catch it! As for your 'baby marriage' with our Yueyuan, I absolutely do not agree with it!" Qin Yinglin shook his head like a rattle.

"Uncle, you're right!" Song Sanyuan smiled and took out a folded letter from his arms and handed it over, "So I've prepared this for you to see!"

"Uh? What is it?" Qin Yinglin muttered in his heart. It was probably because the Song family wrote a letter asking for help, wanting to borrow money and grain; or they were just trying to make relationships and use the "baby kiss" to act, wanting to act in a bitter scene, and "fight the autumn wind" here!

Qin Yinglin guessed in his heart, reached out to take the letter, opened the letter and looked at it, and couldn't help but glared at Song Sanyuan: "Is this what you wrote?"
Chapter completed!