Good Luck in the Year of the Pig

    “What is 8 plus 2?”

    "Equal to 10!"

    "How much is 8+2+3=?"

    “…is… how much?”

    "How much is equal to how much! You ask me, but you still ask me? Use your own brain and calculate it yourself!"

    “…is it equal to 11?”

    "!! How can it be equal to 11? Why can't it be calculated? It's so simple!" How distorted his expression is at this time, those who are familiar with him will know that President Qin is on the verge of running wild at this moment.

    Lu Zaizai pouted and hummed: "What does that mean? You know that if you don't tell me, you know that you will keep killing me. I hate doing math problems like this, I just like Do two additions and subtractions."

    Enduring the full suffocation, Qin Zhuopu stroked his chest that was about to explode, forced himself to be calm, and said calmly again: "Okay. Let's leave this question alone. Do the rest first. Two or two addition and subtraction questions. Come on, let’s continue. For this question, 21+12=?

    Lu Zaizai buttoned his eyebrows absentmindedly, scratched his ears again, and then looked down at the question, "I know this, it's equal to 44!" As soon as the answer was finished, he bumped into Qin Zhuopu's sudden discoloration With a ferocious expression, Lu Zizai's throat stabbed, his fat face trembled, and he changed his mouth weakly: "42!"

    Qin Zhuopu glared angrily.

    Lu Zaizai quickly raised his fingers and slowly calculated, 1, 2, 3... two plus two equals four, one plus two equals 3, oh oh oh oh I figured it out , equal to 43! I got it right this time, hehe. Lu Zizai's happy expression, when he saw Qin Zhuopu taking off his glasses tremblingly and looking up at the sky, he squeezed slowly and stopped laughing.

    "Are you reincarnated as a pig???" Qin Zhuopu, who was full of fire, wanted to roar at this uninitiated child, but he couldn't. Years of self-discipline and patience made him Abruptly held back his temper. All that was left was a belly full of helplessness and a wry smile. God must be taking revenge on him! Punishing him was too proud before! When I was studying, my math scores always killed others. The mantra during the second year of secondary school was 'math soeasy! ' 'Pigs are actually very smart and may learn math better than some people. ' 'Not good at math is simply not enough IQ'.

    Look, just a few years after graduation, he sent his son to clean up, torture him, and punish him!

    Qin Zhuopu kept turning the pencil in his hand, staring at the innocent fat son with cold eyes, and his voice became a little hoarse when he spoke again: "You look down at me in a vertical position. , look more clearly. The left side is 2 against 1, the right side is 1 against 2, tell me, what is 2 plus 1 on the left?"

    "3!"

    "Very well, what is the value of 1 plus 2 on the right?"

    "3!"

    "What is 21 plus 12?"

    Lu Zaizai paused, and tentatively told his father the answer: "66?"

    I—! !

    My Qin Zhuopu's son can't be so stupid!

    Qin Zhuopu's blood pressure soared, and he was about to rush to the critical point. Suddenly the door was knocked twice. Lu Ying pushed the door and came in, holding a plate of cut fruits and a pen and paper.

    Seems to be completely unaware of the tense and irritable atmosphere in the study, Lu Yingsan walked to the table, put down the fruit, and said, "Have a break, eat some fruit to moisten your throat."

    "Thank you, Dad, Dad is the best for me!" Lu Zaizai pointed to something, and happily started eating the fruit, Qin Zhuopu's pencil tapped on the table, coldly Said: "Lu Zizai, I warn you, you don't want to go to sleep if you don't finish these two pages today, not only do it, but also do it right. I will accompany you until you pass the test."

    Lu Zizai snorted, secretly rolled his eyes at Qin Zhuopu, and whispered: "Everyone is already very tired, you still have to force me to do my homework... I hate it, when will I do it? ...Dad, can I do it again tomorrow?"

    As soon as the voice fell, Qin Zhuopu stared at Lu Ying with a stern face.

    Lu Ying swallowed her saliva and told her son in a serious and serious manner: "Don't leave today's affairs for tomorrow, there are only two pages of questions, you can be serious as long as you are serious, come on. Dad is with you. You are also very tired from your homework, and you even put down your work just to teach you math, so you have to persevere.”

    "I'm not happy, you two are a gang..." Lu Zaizai cried.

    Lu Ying sighed, Qin Zhuopu sighed.

    Dad is so tired.

    Soon Lu Ying went out obediently and brought the father and son to the door thoughtfully. The thing he hates and fears the most is finally someone who can replace him! He will not rush to take over (￣▽￣)/.

    Since the Chinese New Year, Qin Zhuopu has taken time every day to teach his children to do mathematics. As for the two subjects of Chinese and English, there is no need to worry about Lu Zizai, and even Qin Zhuopu is very satisfied with his performance, which can be said to be elated. Math alone...

    Lu Ying hides his face and leaves, I really can't blame him for his bad genes!

    He is very clever at work, accounting, accounting, money and so on!

    Fighting until 9:30, Qin Zhuopu finally let go of Lu Zizai and himself, and he could finally finish work and rest.

    Qin Zhuopu put his glasses on, pinched his eyebrows, and felt that his body was hollowed out. Accompanying children to do homework every day these days is more tiring than traveling.

    Lu Cub was carried by Lu Ying to take a bath, and soon got back to the room to sleep soundly.

     "Look at Zoupu, I thought of a few more store names today, what do you think?"

    Qin Zhuopu took the small book and took a look. Lu Ying was obviously very attentive. He thought a lot about the name of the store, Chinese, English, bold fonts, and some drawings. fancy font.

    "What happened to the pig?" Lu Ying stared.

    "It's not suitable, it doesn't sound good. Look at whoever bakery in the country will have names with 'pig', 'pig' or something."

    Lu Ying fell on the bed, listlessly: "It's really not very nice...not so nice. Then you help me think about it! I'll put up the signboard immediately after confirming the store name. It's a headache."

    Qin Zhuopu sighed helplessly: "Aren't the names I took before are very good and suitable? Whether it is the variant Chinese character 'deer' or the English 'deer', they are very beautiful, and the bakery shop It's also quite suitable, but you don't want to."

    Lu Ying rolled her eyes immediately and said angrily, "I've said it several times. This theme is repeated with Brother Yang's shop. That's what he thinks of my Grandpa Lu. How can I copy it."

    Qin Zhuopu laughed: "What kind of plagiarism is this? Your grandfather Lu's surname is Lu, and your surname is Lu too. If he can call you, he can't call you? Besides, it's not exactly the same, and the designed fonts can be completely different. , or add a symbol, not to mention that Boss Yang didn't call that name at all."

    Lu Ying rolled back and forth on the big bed, rolling back and forth several times, she couldn't bear to get up on her knees and pointed at Qin Zhuopu: "what's the matter with you, pure heart is with 'deer' Can't get through, can't get along with me? There are so many Chinese characters in China and so many English words in the world, why do you keep staring at a 'deer', what does this have to do with me! Why is my shop called a deer? Now, just call it a 'baking shop'!"

    Lu Ying wrote 'I'm angry now' and 'Don't beep with me again'.

    Qin Zhuopu was helpless and puzzled. He sat over and patted Lu Ying on the shoulder, and said gently, "Or just ask someone to design a simple and smooth shape without using any words." ', I think the pure shape should also be beautiful, elegant and attractive."

    "You are a bastard!" Lu Yinghong roared.

    "Ouch..."

    Lu Ying smashed Qin Zhuopu with a pillow, and when she heard the other party's cry, Lu Ying threw the pillow angrily, "Is there something wrong with you? What!" Furious, this big pig's hoof! Saying that you only love him in your heart is a lie! A man with a heart, likes him as a human, but is infatuated with a deer as an animal!

    I'm **** I'm pissed!

    Think he doesn't know? Qin Zhuopu's study was replaced with a new oil painting. In the painting, it was a 'deer'. Under the moonlight, the deer was so beautiful, and its eyes were so innocent and moving, it was simply... a little three deer with white lotus!

    Qin Zhuopu's bookcase also added a lot of books about 'deer', some of which are detailed explanations, some are photo albums, and some are picture albums.

    Then there was a decorative painting with the theme of 'deer' in the living room at some time, and all kinds of tableware with deer were replaced in the kitchen. Qin Zhuopu came back from get off work today and followed him happily He showed off a woodcarving in the shape of a 'deer' that was just auctioned off, which is quite expensive!

    The most hateful thing is that when you open the wardrobe, you can see a lot of brand-new customized clothes, all kinds of elements are almost all related to deer! Including Qin Zhuopu's pajamas with a dark background and a white deer pattern that he is wearing close to his flesh at this moment!

    No, no, no, I'm afraid there is no way?

    If we continue to study like this, Lu Ying will be unable to hold back his old blood!

    "You like deer so much? How attractive are deer!" Lu Ying complained with red eyes that his favorite animal was also deer, and he loved Wujiwu because of his grandfather. Now all thanks to Qin Zhuopu, he has begun to hate deer, jealous of deer, and wants to scold when he sees deer!

    Qin Zhuopu was a little aggrieved, but he still wanted to say: "What's the matter with you, you got angry and quarreled with me inexplicably, why do I like deer? Deer are elegant and noble, beautiful and lovely, sexy, charming and pure. Beautiful, what can I like if I don't like deer?" It's literally synonymous with Lu Ying, Lu Ying and deer are too similar, and his lover is so fascinating.

    Lu Ying bit the quilt and wailed, angry and pointed at Qin Zhuopu, "You admit it! You really like deer the most!" Damn little Sanlu, he hates it so much !

    "Yes. Deer are my favorite."

    "There are so many cute animals on earth, why do you have to like deer? Are other animals not cute? Are rabbits not cute? Are cats not cute? Are pigs not cute?" Lu Yingyue Wen Yue's face was hideous, and his vicious eyes could not wait to eat Qin Zhuopu.

    Qin Zhuopu: "..." The back was chilled.

    According to his usual IQ and EQ, he should choose to speak less at this time. But according to his conventional understanding, he felt that he was right! At any time, you must unswervingly express your infatuation!

    "There are indeed many cute animals. Rabbits are small and cute, but I don't like red eyes."

    Qin Zhuo tells the truth.

    Lu Ying calmed down and listened to him continue.

    "Cats are cute too, but I'm not happy to be a cat slave."

    Lu Ying's breath became more stable, and Qin Zhuopu was at peace.

    "Little pigs are barely cute, but..." Qin Zhuopu was speechless for a while, he was just the preference of ordinary people, pigs were one of the livestock for eating in his eyes, even if they were popular these years The pet pig, he didn't pay attention, didn't feel, didn't have interest.

    "But what?" Lu Ying stared at him and asked.

    Qin Zhuopu sighed: "Is it necessary to say it? After all, there are only a few people who like pigs. I'm not that different."

    "..." Lu Ying felt a sword in her chest, clutching her heart, tears welling up in her eyelashes, and she said with a trembling voice: "You sure... sure enough... woo woo woo... you big pig Hoof!!"

    Qin Zhuopu was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What, what's wrong? Why are you crying so much?"

    Lu Ying burst into tears: "You heartless man..."

    "This, I am infatuated with you, the world can learn from it!" Qin Zhuopu shouted injustice.

    "Sweet words are all lies to fool me. You've been lying to me all the time. You don't like me at all."

    "How come! I like you the most!"

    "Liar..."

    "You have to trust me."

    "Believe it or not believe it!"

    "Then how do you believe it?"

    Lu Ying immediately sat up and instructed him with tears in her eyes: "Take off the pajamas you are wearing first!"

    "...Okay." Qin Zhuo completed the task simply and neatly.

    Lu Ying looked at the man who only had underwear left, her eyes widened, she shivered for a long time and was speechless, "You, you, you...!"

    Qin Zhuopu looked down at his interior, it was the dark color system he liked, but with the dark pattern of the deer element, it was his carefully selected style.

    No! no!

    Lu Ying's anger value soared, and soon broke through the limit.

    "I can't take it anymore!"

    Boom.

    Qi, get, change, shape.

    Qin Zhuopu: ⊙o⊙)???"

    The author has something to say:  (*^▽^*)The story will be uploaded slowly

    Small Theater:

    Lu Ying: You don't love me

    President Qin: I only love you!

    Lu Ying: Prove it to me!

    President Qin: Tomorrow I will replace all the things with deer.

    Lu Ying: (*^▽^*) That's about the same, send those to Brother Yang, so as not to waste them.

    President Qin: ...

    Small Theater

    Friend a: Mr. Qin has any good projects recently, you can ask me to invest together

    Friend b: Mr. Qin seems to be very active recently. Where do you want to make a fortune when you are busy? Count me in.

    Friend c: Me, me, me, good friends for a lifetime, get rich together!

    Mr. Qin: Recently, I contracted a pig farm to create the cleanest and happiest 'pig and pig paradise' in the world. Dedicated nutritionists take care of them, animal trainers educate them, and stylists make them beautiful. The pigs inside are not allowed to be killed or eaten, and they must be treated like princes.

    Friend a: ...bye.

    Friend b: (Old Qin is less than forty this year, why is there a sign of Alzheimer's disease?)

    Friend c: What, my wife called me home to make dumplings, next time we talk!