Qingshan Town has beautiful scenery and is closer to pastoral scenery, but Anjia's manor is more atmospheric among the lake and mountains. The hillside covered with grass rises one after another. The purebred horses of the blood of several generations of champion horses can gallop freely on it. The wide lake is surrounded by rocks, and sometimes large areas of tall silver fir trees point directly to the sky, falling down as if they are about to split the reflection of the lake like a sword.
Qin Huai and An Xu were sitting on the fishing platform. Because they praised Haikou, there was a wife and a daughter watching, but there was no movement of the big fish. The two men couldn't help feeling a little dull. An Xutong began to complain again that the fish feeders were feeding the fish too full.
After fishing for an afternoon, when the sun sets, Qinhuai and An Xutong caught the largest fish, which was four or five kilograms, which was not small, but compared with the big guys in the lake, it was really not enough to boast. An Xutong was even more dull and decided to let the workers not be so diligent these days.
After dinner, An Xutong and Li Qin were drinking tea while talking. An Xutong pointed the topic to Qin An and An Shui, but Li Qin kept praising the two daughters of the An family, and of course they were more often expressing her joy for the second lady of the An family.
You are... Qin Huai originally planned to talk to Anshui. Anshui still looked gentle and polite at dinner and didn't say anything. Most of the time, she would listen to An Luo and Li Qin talking with a smile. Qin Huai felt that Anshui was not in high spirits. A person like Anshui who was gentle and delicate and considerate naturally could realize that his wife's attitude towards An Luo was a bit too enthusiastic, at least she was much more enthusiastic than her son's legitimate girlfriend.
Qin Huai asked the servant for inquiries. Anshui had been playing piano music all afternoon and was still practicing violin in the piano room after dinner. After knowing the location of the piano room, he walked over, but saw An Luo sitting alone in the pavilion in the middle of the pool with something written... Qin Huai thought about it, called his son, and then walked over.
Ah...Uncle... The girl put the notebook in her hand in a panic.
The pool is flush with the grass, and the water surface is covered with a thin layer of silver metal. The thin steel wire outlines the winding and complex vine lines. Under the illumination of the flowing light under the water, it is dyed with a dreamy color. The pavilion is placed in the center of the pool and is set up with a spiral staircase, as if it is created by magic in a fantasy world.
The girl sat there, with the big waves of princess curly hair spreading on her chest, and the long lace sling covered her slender and weak body, with a quiet and elegant temperament than the timid and shy little girl during the day.
The two daughters of the An family have their own good, no wonder their wife is in a dilemma. As a mother, the son is always the first priority. If you have anything, you will think of priority first. If you have something, you will think less about other things. But if you are a father, you cannot do this. Some of them are blushing, some are black-faced. If you want to be like your son and mother, then the child will not be able to distinguish right from wrong when he grows up, and will be too selfish. Qin Huai thinks that his son is at least still understanding the truth and has the function of his own education, so now he should stick to his position on such major events.
What are you doing?Qin Huai looked at the girl with interest. There was a book called "Harry Potter's Magical World" on the girl's table. Although her son only had a head and the follow-up was completed by his collaborators, Qin Huai still felt that this was something that his son deserved to be proud of. As a teacher and a cultural person, when he saw his child's related works printed in lead type, the pride and pride was definitely not comparable to that of a big fish.
Especially far away from the ocean, at An Xutong's house, and in the hands of the second lady of An's family, Qin Huai was even more satisfied. Although his son did a lot of bastards, he was always the son who could be proud of him.
Reading a book.The girl pointed to the book on the table, and there was a translation guide in English next to it.
Qin Huai looked at the translation guide and asked: Are you still interested in translation?
The girl blushed a little. No, I just wanted to translate this book into Chinese. Qin An grew up in a Chinese environment, but he could write like a writer in an English environment. I was envious. I wanted to try whether I could translate it into Chinese and then publish it in China.
The girl seemed to feel that her dream was a bit overestimated and showed a look of less confident and shyness. She secretly looked at Qin Huai, seeing that he had no intention of laughing at him, so she felt relieved as if she was relaxed.
How could Qin Huai, such a girl, have the nerve to laugh at her? She thought that the two ladies of Anjia were just the same as ordinary Chinese in speaking, but their ability to use words may still be inferior to children who grew up in China. There is no doubt that the second ladies of Anjia received excellent education, but after all, she is only a sixteen-year-old child, and it is still a bit difficult to translate English and Chinese to publish.
You were just translating Ah, why do you want to do this by yourself?This book is a bit too long.
The project volume is not small, and Qin Huai thinks it is too difficult for a girl to complete it by herself, but it is not difficult to find someone to translate it.I want to translate it myself.The girl blushed again, holding her two little hands in front of her lower abdomen, twisting her fingers as if she was worried that others would see through her thoughts.
Qin Huai was shocked. Did this girl have the idea of comparing or what did she think?
Qin Huai is not his son, so he can't speculate on the little girl's thoughts, but he vaguely feels that the girl's blushing has something to do with her son. Why is his son's love of love so prosperous? The Pacific and the Andes can no longer stop him?
I'll help you see. If you want to speak English, I can't compare to you, but I should be better than you in Chinese.Qin Huai smiled slightly and said, "He is actually a teacher, and his professional habits have already penetrated into his personality. When he sees someone encountering difficult problems that he can help solve, he can't help but say.
I'm not well translating, don't laugh at me.The girl was a little happy, and then her timid voice gradually lowered and she said intermittently.
How could it be?Qin Huai sat down and took the girl's notebook and looked at it.
Qin Huai looked at the words on his notebook. This was his habit. He was neat, clean, free, delicate and weak, exuding a kind of ladylike temperament, just like a talented woman left in the notes of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, making people nod and praise her kindness.
But as the girl said, she was not well interpreted, so Qin Huai slowly explained and revised it to her.
The girl listened seriously. When Qin Huai was speaking, she looked into his eyes, nodded while writing and remembering, which made Qin Huai secretly admire her that when her son was studying, she had never been so focused. She always looked around, and the thoughts and classroom content in her mind were basically separated by 100,800 miles apart.
Qinhuai is a teacher. The students who are liked by teachers may not all be good at studying. But students who listen carefully and concentrate on respecting the teacher's work will not like it.
It turns out that I made so many mistakes.The girl said in amazement, her cheeks red as if blood was oozing.
Qin Huai is so busy with his teacher, but he forgets the status of the girl in front of him. She is destined to hear too much praise and recognition, which makes her face thinner than that of an ordinary girl. She has forgotten that she only teaches her like an ordinary student.
It's already very good, after all, you're all studying in the UK.I heard from Anshui that the one who acquired the multi-language publishing rights of this book was actually Molan Investment. If you really want to publish it from China in the future, just find Qin An to translate it.Qin Huai felt that since Anshui was Qin An's girlfriend, it was nothing for Qin An to help the second lady of An's family to do something, not to mention that the Qin family had received numerous care and help from An's family, and it was natural to repay kindness.
Then can I ask him to help me see how I translated it? In addition to grammatical issues, I also want to know what it would feel like if he wrote a Chinese story.The girl mustered up a lot of courage, held the notebook on her chest, pouted her mouth and spoke, and her chin would touch her bulging chest. Obviously, for a girl with an extraordinary identity and tutoring like her, she should take the initiative to find a boy to contact her alone, and told her that she had already made her very embarrassed.
Qinhuai has already confirmed that the Pacific Ocean and the Andes are nothing at all. In the middle, the Himalayas, Siberia, the Sahara Desert, Amazon rainforests, Antarctic icebergs and so on cannot stop him!
Although Qin Huai was not willing to provoke more people for his son, he had to say that of course he could. Like Li Qin, he sent an invitation to come to Qingshan Town to play. Moreover, translating novels is not a matter of one or two days. It is best to come here to play during the winter and summer vacations, and he also has time to accompany her to complete this not-so-small project.
Thank you uncle.The girl said contentedly, her beautiful eyes that trembled the girl's mood blinked.
Qin Huai nodded, feeling a headache. How old is his son. Fortunately, he is at least tall and looks like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Qin Huai wouldn't have thought that he had just grown hair all the time, otherwise he would feel even more absurd and almost angry and wanted to teach him a lesson.
Qin Huai left the pavilion and did not go to find Anshui anymore. He had called his son. His son called Anshui and said a few words, which was more useful than talking to him for an hour or two.
The girl watched Qin Huai leave, packed up the books on the table, held them in her arms, and walked back slowly. She looked at the lights in the piano room from afar. After hesitating for a while, she walked over. She knew that her sister was always in the piano room when she was in a bad mood.
Qin Huai and An Xu were sitting on the fishing platform. Because they praised Haikou, there was a wife and a daughter watching, but there was no movement of the big fish. The two men couldn't help feeling a little dull. An Xutong began to complain again that the fish feeders were feeding the fish too full.
After fishing for an afternoon, when the sun sets, Qinhuai and An Xutong caught the largest fish, which was four or five kilograms, which was not small, but compared with the big guys in the lake, it was really not enough to boast. An Xutong was even more dull and decided to let the workers not be so diligent these days.
After dinner, An Xutong and Li Qin were drinking tea while talking. An Xutong pointed the topic to Qin An and An Shui, but Li Qin kept praising the two daughters of the An family, and of course they were more often expressing her joy for the second lady of the An family.
You are... Qin Huai originally planned to talk to Anshui. Anshui still looked gentle and polite at dinner and didn't say anything. Most of the time, she would listen to An Luo and Li Qin talking with a smile. Qin Huai felt that Anshui was not in high spirits. A person like Anshui who was gentle and delicate and considerate naturally could realize that his wife's attitude towards An Luo was a bit too enthusiastic, at least she was much more enthusiastic than her son's legitimate girlfriend.
Qin Huai asked the servant for inquiries. Anshui had been playing piano music all afternoon and was still practicing violin in the piano room after dinner. After knowing the location of the piano room, he walked over, but saw An Luo sitting alone in the pavilion in the middle of the pool with something written... Qin Huai thought about it, called his son, and then walked over.
Ah...Uncle... The girl put the notebook in her hand in a panic.
The pool is flush with the grass, and the water surface is covered with a thin layer of silver metal. The thin steel wire outlines the winding and complex vine lines. Under the illumination of the flowing light under the water, it is dyed with a dreamy color. The pavilion is placed in the center of the pool and is set up with a spiral staircase, as if it is created by magic in a fantasy world.
The girl sat there, with the big waves of princess curly hair spreading on her chest, and the long lace sling covered her slender and weak body, with a quiet and elegant temperament than the timid and shy little girl during the day.
The two daughters of the An family have their own good, no wonder their wife is in a dilemma. As a mother, the son is always the first priority. If you have anything, you will think of priority first. If you have something, you will think less about other things. But if you are a father, you cannot do this. Some of them are blushing, some are black-faced. If you want to be like your son and mother, then the child will not be able to distinguish right from wrong when he grows up, and will be too selfish. Qin Huai thinks that his son is at least still understanding the truth and has the function of his own education, so now he should stick to his position on such major events.
What are you doing?Qin Huai looked at the girl with interest. There was a book called "Harry Potter's Magical World" on the girl's table. Although her son only had a head and the follow-up was completed by his collaborators, Qin Huai still felt that this was something that his son deserved to be proud of. As a teacher and a cultural person, when he saw his child's related works printed in lead type, the pride and pride was definitely not comparable to that of a big fish.
Especially far away from the ocean, at An Xutong's house, and in the hands of the second lady of An's family, Qin Huai was even more satisfied. Although his son did a lot of bastards, he was always the son who could be proud of him.
Reading a book.The girl pointed to the book on the table, and there was a translation guide in English next to it.
Qin Huai looked at the translation guide and asked: Are you still interested in translation?
The girl blushed a little. No, I just wanted to translate this book into Chinese. Qin An grew up in a Chinese environment, but he could write like a writer in an English environment. I was envious. I wanted to try whether I could translate it into Chinese and then publish it in China.
The girl seemed to feel that her dream was a bit overestimated and showed a look of less confident and shyness. She secretly looked at Qin Huai, seeing that he had no intention of laughing at him, so she felt relieved as if she was relaxed.
How could Qin Huai, such a girl, have the nerve to laugh at her? She thought that the two ladies of Anjia were just the same as ordinary Chinese in speaking, but their ability to use words may still be inferior to children who grew up in China. There is no doubt that the second ladies of Anjia received excellent education, but after all, she is only a sixteen-year-old child, and it is still a bit difficult to translate English and Chinese to publish.
You were just translating Ah, why do you want to do this by yourself?This book is a bit too long.
The project volume is not small, and Qin Huai thinks it is too difficult for a girl to complete it by herself, but it is not difficult to find someone to translate it.I want to translate it myself.The girl blushed again, holding her two little hands in front of her lower abdomen, twisting her fingers as if she was worried that others would see through her thoughts.
Qin Huai was shocked. Did this girl have the idea of comparing or what did she think?
Qin Huai is not his son, so he can't speculate on the little girl's thoughts, but he vaguely feels that the girl's blushing has something to do with her son. Why is his son's love of love so prosperous? The Pacific and the Andes can no longer stop him?
I'll help you see. If you want to speak English, I can't compare to you, but I should be better than you in Chinese.Qin Huai smiled slightly and said, "He is actually a teacher, and his professional habits have already penetrated into his personality. When he sees someone encountering difficult problems that he can help solve, he can't help but say.
I'm not well translating, don't laugh at me.The girl was a little happy, and then her timid voice gradually lowered and she said intermittently.
How could it be?Qin Huai sat down and took the girl's notebook and looked at it.
Qin Huai looked at the words on his notebook. This was his habit. He was neat, clean, free, delicate and weak, exuding a kind of ladylike temperament, just like a talented woman left in the notes of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, making people nod and praise her kindness.
But as the girl said, she was not well interpreted, so Qin Huai slowly explained and revised it to her.
The girl listened seriously. When Qin Huai was speaking, she looked into his eyes, nodded while writing and remembering, which made Qin Huai secretly admire her that when her son was studying, she had never been so focused. She always looked around, and the thoughts and classroom content in her mind were basically separated by 100,800 miles apart.
Qinhuai is a teacher. The students who are liked by teachers may not all be good at studying. But students who listen carefully and concentrate on respecting the teacher's work will not like it.
It turns out that I made so many mistakes.The girl said in amazement, her cheeks red as if blood was oozing.
Qin Huai is so busy with his teacher, but he forgets the status of the girl in front of him. She is destined to hear too much praise and recognition, which makes her face thinner than that of an ordinary girl. She has forgotten that she only teaches her like an ordinary student.
It's already very good, after all, you're all studying in the UK.I heard from Anshui that the one who acquired the multi-language publishing rights of this book was actually Molan Investment. If you really want to publish it from China in the future, just find Qin An to translate it.Qin Huai felt that since Anshui was Qin An's girlfriend, it was nothing for Qin An to help the second lady of An's family to do something, not to mention that the Qin family had received numerous care and help from An's family, and it was natural to repay kindness.
Then can I ask him to help me see how I translated it? In addition to grammatical issues, I also want to know what it would feel like if he wrote a Chinese story.The girl mustered up a lot of courage, held the notebook on her chest, pouted her mouth and spoke, and her chin would touch her bulging chest. Obviously, for a girl with an extraordinary identity and tutoring like her, she should take the initiative to find a boy to contact her alone, and told her that she had already made her very embarrassed.
Qinhuai has already confirmed that the Pacific Ocean and the Andes are nothing at all. In the middle, the Himalayas, Siberia, the Sahara Desert, Amazon rainforests, Antarctic icebergs and so on cannot stop him!
Although Qin Huai was not willing to provoke more people for his son, he had to say that of course he could. Like Li Qin, he sent an invitation to come to Qingshan Town to play. Moreover, translating novels is not a matter of one or two days. It is best to come here to play during the winter and summer vacations, and he also has time to accompany her to complete this not-so-small project.
Thank you uncle.The girl said contentedly, her beautiful eyes that trembled the girl's mood blinked.
Qin Huai nodded, feeling a headache. How old is his son. Fortunately, he is at least tall and looks like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Qin Huai wouldn't have thought that he had just grown hair all the time, otherwise he would feel even more absurd and almost angry and wanted to teach him a lesson.
Qin Huai left the pavilion and did not go to find Anshui anymore. He had called his son. His son called Anshui and said a few words, which was more useful than talking to him for an hour or two.
The girl watched Qin Huai leave, packed up the books on the table, held them in her arms, and walked back slowly. She looked at the lights in the piano room from afar. After hesitating for a while, she walked over. She knew that her sister was always in the piano room when she was in a bad mood.
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