Xia Yuan signed up for the driving school for Ying Sitong and Jiang Xiaoling.

The reason is that although the two bought a car, it is possible that Xia Yuan was not in Yunze City for many years due to filming. The main right to use the car must be handed over to Ying Sitong.

In addition, it is more convenient to have one more person at home with a driver's license. At least one person can change hands when traveling long distances in the future, and it is much more convenient to live and live without having to rely on others every time you travel.

After Jiang Xiaoling's schedule is set, she can practice driving when there is no scene, just make an appointment with the coach in advance.

Ying Sitong is not willing to learn driving. After all, driving means going on the road in the future. Maybe she will easily become a road killer. She has a natural fear of going on the road.

This kind of psychology is actually easy to understand. In the daily news media and TV series, the incidence of traffic accidents is the highest, and the scene is often more tragic. Over time, people will inevitably have a fear and will always imagine whether these things will happen to themselves.

Jiang Xiaoling acted quite calmly. In her dictionary, driving and riding horses were actually not much different.

"I'm afraid of the sun. Can the driving school go to class at night?"

The beautiful young woman from the blood tribe struggled a little before signing up.

"Put more sun protection." Xia Yuan took a bite of the bread, chewed it a few times, and found that the bread seemed a little soft today.

He wondered: Could it be that my blood clan ability has improved again?

Thinking of this, he felt that his teeth were itchy recently, and he didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or if he really needed a tooth grinding stick to relieve it.

"No, I can't drive the car." Ying Sitong lowered her chopsticks and begged with a pitiful expression, "I don't know if the car can be learned, but aren't you afraid that I will become a road killer in the future. Are you a typical female driver in other people's mouths? And driving is really difficult. I even find it very difficult to give the patient an acupuncture, let alone a large-scale mechanical life like driving."

Xia Yuan cleared his throat, "First of all, driving is not harder than acupuncture. I think if you can do such a fine human body, you will definitely learn to drive well. And didn't you drive well before?

Did you forget to go driving a kart with me?"

"this……"

Ying Sitong was cold and looked at her eyebrows, and almost slapped her.

"How can this be the same?" The beautiful young woman from the blood clan snorted coldly, "The gadget like a kart is not on the same level as a real car in terms of size, not to mention how dangerous it is for cars to come and go after getting on the road."

"It's different," Xia Yuan curled his lips, "The real car is made of iron-packed meat. When driving indoors, the speed will basically not exceed 60. The kart is made of iron-packed meat, and it can drive at least 60. The real car has airbags. Which one do you think is more dangerous?"

"Well……"

Ying Sitong was choked and didn't know how to refute it for a while.

"And I believe that with your blood clan's reaction and control, driving should be a breeze. Don't hesitate **, you deserve a driver's license."

Ying Sitong sat on the chair helplessly and frustrated, and silenced her breakfast.

After a while, she seemed to have thought of something and raised her head to look at Xia Yuan's face.

"Aren't you afraid that the coach will eat my tofu? I read some books that were written like this before. The coach provides one-on-one tutoring female students and takes the opportunity to eat tofu."

Xia Yuan glanced at her while having breakfast.

"Oh, yes, when it comes to this matter, my suggestion is..."

"Yeah." Ying Sitong nodded and looked at him with anticipation.

"Dear, promise me, don't hit people casually, okay?"

“…”

"Then, can you read less bad things?" Xia Yuan stood up and began to clean up his dishes, "Can you please use Qidian to read books?"

“…”

Ying Sitong sat with her hands in her arms and looked depressed.

Xia Yuan smiled with a pursed lips, thinking that she looked super cute.

"Hey, your milk will be cold if you don't drink it."

Xiaoying didn't want to pay attention to him, "I'm already full of anger if you want to care."

...

After Xia Yuan's earnest persuasion, she reluctantly agreed.

In fact, there is only one sentence that really makes Ying Sitong agree with-

Xia Yuan said, "If we have a baby in the future, do you hope you will pick him up and drop him off to school, or will I pick him up and drop him off? Or let Jiang Xiaoling pick him up and drop him off."

This made Ying Sitong feel deeply in a sense of crisis. If Aunt Jiang wants to drive at school, take off, and have family activities...

Oh my God, she couldn't imagine this.

Ying Sitong immediately agreed to learn to drive without saying a word.

From this matter, Xia Yuan learned another very important thing:

When discussing issues with a woman, especially her own wife, and especially when she is asked to do something, she must not make sense, but should use the woman's natural imagination.

[Imagine the Future] is the best way to solve problems.

For example, if your wife likes to spend money, you can tell her, think about it, if we have children, we must first have a bigger house. Now the housing prices in Yunze City have become 16,000 yuan per square meter, and a house worth hundreds of square meters will be close to two million yuan.

Then after the baby is born, he has to consider the money for milk powder, diapers, clothes, toys, strollers, preschool education...

In the future, I have to study and apply for interest classes...

When they hear this, they will most likely save money.

If a girl likes to complain to you, why don’t you have time to accompany her or why didn’t you buy her a gift, you should also imagine the future:

For example, isn’t I working hard to make money just for our better future?

Although I don’t have time, I hope to go to Maldives with you in the future.

Wait and wait...

As long as the future is beautiful, the current problem is actually not a problem.

After having breakfast happily, Ying Sitong and Jiang Xiaoling were sent to a nearby city driving school by Xia Yuan.

Yunze City Driving School is an old school, and Xia Yuan learned his car here. Speaking of which, Ying Sitong has to be considered his junior.

After signing up and arranging a coach for them, the two made an appointment to practice driving the next day.

The coach's name is Luo Chenggang, who is about 40 years old. When Ying Sitong and Jiang Xiaoling were taken to the training ground by the principal, Luo Chenggang was coaching a female student.

I heard the coach's swearing from a distance:

"Did you hear the sound?" the coach asked.

"Sorry, I got a stomachache today and I really couldn't help it."

"I...I mean you didn't hear the sound of Didi?"

"Oh. Why?"

"You stupid, you forgot to let go of the handbrake!"

After a while, the car did not move.

The coach asked, "Have you entered the gear?"

“I’ve always been a nonpartisan.”

"You stupid! If you want to step on the clutch and change gears, how long have you learned it yet?!"

...

Hearing this, Ying Sitong felt aback in her heart.

"This coach is so fierce."

"No, no," said the principal of the driving school. "Master Luo is usually quite gentle. He just has a loud voice. In fact, it is all to help students improve. Every coach hopes that the students can get their driver's license smoothly. You have to believe me."

Master Luo got out of the coaching car and met the two of them. The principal introduced them to both parties.

It seemed that the new student was two beautiful beauties, and Master Luo was stunned for a moment.

Especially Ying Sitong, in addition to her single-line figure, her face is more beautiful than the stars on TV he has seen.

Under such circumstances, normal men will enter a state of being overjoyed, and Master Luo is no exception.

"Hello, hello, hello, my name is Luo Chenggang, just call me Brother Gang."

Generally, coaches will add a [teacher] to their surname to express respectful title, such as [Teacher Zhang] [Teacher Li] [Teacher Wang]…

But Luo Chenggang doesn't like others calling him [Master Luo]

The reason is that some students with less standard pronunciation often call him [screw] or because they pronounce it in English, the students gave him nickname [rose] privately, which later evolved into [shrimps of pork], and then finally became -

Roushan.

On the one hand, it is because of the similar pronunciations, and on the other hand, he has a loud voice and likes to curse people, and has a bad temper. Young people who have played Dota use Roushan to describe him. Later, everyone thought it was quite appropriate, so this nickname has been used until now.

"Brother Gang."

Ying Sitong and Jiang Xiaoling shouted together.

Luo Chenggang only felt that the sound was soft and numb, mainly because the two of them were so beautiful.

He glanced at them twice, but didn't dare to continue looking at them, but just turned his face away.

When people are unnatural, they always habitually look for things they are good at and familiar with to relax themselves, so Master Luo just happened to see the student who was reversing in the garage in the distance, and the position of the butt of the car was not particularly correct.
To be continued...