Chapter 1872 Husband, Good Evening! (Thirty-Nine)

"Aren't you going to take the night university exam?" Xu Wenzhou seemed to have been hearing Mi Ran'er's heroic words.

"You have to find a job first, and you have to plan slowly for the night of college, such as student status, etc., which is very troublesome." Mi Ran'er served a bowl of rice to Xu Wenzhou, "After the student status is completed, maybe It’s been a long time since, and this period of time cannot be wasted like this.”

Putting the rice in front of Xu Wenzhou and making a sound, Mi Ran'er's tone became more serious, "So, I decided to find a job! I will never be a woman dependent on a man."

"Sister Xiaoran, you are so brave! Okay, I will help you find a job, but you have to tell me first, what is your education level, what do you know, and what type of job do you want to find?"

Educational qualifications...

Mi Ran'er saw that Xu Wenzhou's face had indeed darkened a lot. Perhaps he felt that the original owner's academic qualifications were too embarrassing.

"My education level is low, but I can still do arithmetic and the like. I'm fine as a cashier, and I'm pretty good at typing..." Mi Ran'er whispered to Ye Qing what she knew.

When Xu Wenzhou heard this, he couldn't listen anymore and coughed lightly, "Can you stop talking nonsense?"

Mi Ran'er turned to glare at Xu Wenzhou, "Big talk? Brother Wenzhou, you don't care. We haven't seen each other for many years. Are you really sure you understand me?"

Xu Wenzhou pursed his thin lips and had nothing to say.

Here, Ye Qing saw that the atmosphere between Mi Ran'er and Xu Wenzhou was a little awkward, so he quickly broke it out, "Um...Brother Wenzhou, if Sister Xiao Ran doesn't know these things and still says she does, when she goes to the interview , it will be exposed, which is not good for herself, she has a sense of proportion in her heart!"

"It's just... I'm not the kind of person who asks for trouble! Xiaoqing, just try to find me a job as a typist or accountant. I can also write as a clerk. I can write well with a pen."

"good."

Ye Qing nodded and kept it in mind.

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

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

"Why are you looking at me like that? Can you eat?"

Xu Wenzhou: "..."

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

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

"Write down your name and show it to me!" he said forcefully.

Mi Ran'er instantly realized that Xu Wenzhou wanted to test her pen calligraphy.

Picking up the pen, Mi Raner brushed the words "Yu Xiaoran" onto the notebook.

"How's it going?" She raised her head proudly and looked at Xu Wenzhou.

Xu Wenzhou's expression froze as expected.

Then, he frowned slightly and said again: "Write mine again."

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

Just kidding, her handwriting has been praised by her father many times since she was a child. It is vigorous and powerful, and every stroke and every painting is just right. It can be used to decorate an exhibition.

Xu Wenzhou's expression finally lost its intensity.

"You...when did you practice?"

"After you left, I was bored at home, so I read and practiced calligraphy by myself, and even took my brother's textbooks to look through. Actually, if you think about it carefully, I didn't get good grades before, maybe because you disturbed my mind. You left After that, when I looked at those textbooks, I felt that it was easy to understand..."