Chapter 1872 Husband, good evening! (thirty-nine)

   "Aren't you going to take the exam for Yeda?" Xu Wenzhou seemed to have been listening to Mi Ran'er's rhetoric.

"You have to find a job first. For the big night, you have to plan slowly. For example, school status is very troublesome." Mi Ran'er served Xu Wenzhou a bowl of rice, "After the student status is set, maybe It's been a long time, and during this period of time, you can't be so wasteful."

  Put the rice in front of Xu Wenzhou, Duang said, Mi Ran'er's tone also increased a lot, "So, I decided to find a job! Resolutely not to be a woman attached to a man."

  "Sister Xiao Ran, you are really sturdy! Okay, I will help you find a job, but you have to tell me first, what education background do you know, what kind of job do you want to find?"

  Education...

  Mi Ran'er saw that Xu Wenzhou's complexion really sank a lot, perhaps because he felt that the original owner's education was too shameful.

   "I have a low degree, but I still know how to do math. It's okay to be a cashier, and typing is pretty good..." Mi Ran'er whispered to Ye Qing what she knew.

  Xu Wenzhou heard this, immediately couldn't listen anymore, coughed softly, "Can you stop talking big?"

  Mi Ran'er turned her head and stared at Xu Wenzhou, "Damn? Brother Wenzhou, you don't count, we haven't seen each other in many years, are you really sure you know me?"

  Xu Wenzhou's thin lips pressed, there was nothing to say.

Here, Ye Qing saw that the atmosphere between Mi Ran'er and Xu Wenzhou was a bit embarrassing, and hurriedly broke up, "That...Brother Wenzhou, if Miss Ran's sister doesn't know these things, she will say yes, and wait until the interview. , It will be exposed, it is not good for her, and she has a sense of measure in her heart!"

  "That’s...I’m not the kind of person who doesn’t have a good time! Xiaoqing, try to find me a job as a typist or an accountant. The paperwork is fine. I write well with pen."

"good."

   Ye Qing nodded, remembering it in his heart.

  Xu Wenzhou still looked at Mi Ran'er with suspicion.

  Mi Ran'er caught him a piece of sausage and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

  "Why are you looking at me like that? How about eating?"

  Xu Wenzhou: "……"

   That night, after the two of them finished washing, Xu Wenzhou suddenly pulled Mi Ran'er to his desk.

  After pressing her on the chair, he took out a notepad and opened the pen that he carried with him.

  "Write your name down and show me!" He said hard.

  Mi Ran'er realized in an instant that Xu Wenzhou wanted to test her pen writing.

   Picking up the pen, Mi Ran'er brushed and brushed on the book.

   "How is it?" She raised her head proudly and looked at Xu Wenzhou.

  Xu Wenzhou's complexion really froze.

   Immediately, his eyebrows frowned, and he said: "Write mine again."

  Mi Ran'er twitched the corner of her mouth, but she still wrote down Xu Wenzhou's name.

  Just kidding, her characters have grown from small to big, but she has been praised many times by her father, she is vigorous and powerful, and every stroke and every drawing is just right, and it can be used to frame the exhibition.

  Xu Wenzhou's complexion finally couldn't be stretched anymore.

   "You...when did you practice?"

"Just after you left, I was bored at home. I just read and practiced handwriting by myself, and I read my brother's textbook. Actually, after thinking about it carefully, I used to have poor grades. Maybe it was because you disturbed my mind and you left. After that, I looked at those textbooks and felt as if it was easy to understand..."

  (End of this chapter)