When Lin Miao returned home at noon, he found that the family was like a festival again.

Jiang Ping bought another big table of cooked food, and he had already drunk it with Lin Guorong.

In recent years, the government agencies and units have been so considerate of cadres, drinking a lot at noon is not a problem at all, and going to work full of alcohol is not a big deal - it's better than being drunk and absent from work, right?

As soon as Lin Miao entered the house, before she could call out her parents, Jiang Ping ran forward with a smile, hugged him in her arms, and said loudly excitedly: "Baby son, I miss my mother! Kiss one~Mua!"

"What are you doing...... Lin Miao had no doubt about Jiang Ping's teasing spirit, but he was still a little crying and laughing, and reached out to wipe his mother's saliva.

Jiang Ping was obviously in a very good mood, hugged Lin Miao to the chair and put it away, then picked up a newspaper from Lin Guorong's side, and asked with a smile: "Baby, is it you from Bailifang Primary School in the newspaper?"

"Hmm. Lin Miao smiled indifferently and nodded, "You know very quickly, this newspaper was brought back by Dad from the unit, right?"

He turned his head to look at his father, and saw that Lin Guorong was almost unable to stop laughing, and the expression on his face was so rich.

What does it mean that a 6-year-old son can publish in a daily newspaper?

This is the excellent gene inherited from Lao Tzu!

When Lin Guorong was in the unit in the morning, he was so complimented that he couldn't find the north.

Originally, he couldn't believe it at first, although he watched Lin Miao write that article with his own eyes, but at that time, his attention was all on Lin Miao's calligraphy.

I read that article again this morning, no matter how I read it, Lin Guorong felt unfamiliar, and it was quite difficult to read.

Names like the Aegean Sea, who knows where they are!

Either way, facts are facts.

The son of Chief Lin's family, who is in elementary school, published a high-level article in Dongou Daily.

The news spread in the office building of Xicheng Street, and after the meeting of the street leadership team in the morning, Hu Jianhui, the deputy director who had a good relationship with Lin Guorong on weekdays, specially called him to the office and asked Lin Miao about his situation.

Then as soon as I heard that Lin Miao was only 6 years old and jumped directly from kindergarten to third grade, I was so shocked that I almost peed.

"Lao Lin, you gave birth to a prodigy!"

Just rushed to this sentence, Lin Guorong was happy all morning, and until now, the excitement has not subsided.

He opened the door of his house very widely, and his voice was even louder, before Lin Miao came back, all the neighbors knew about it, but this time, few people came to inquire about it again.

After all, Lin Guorong's family has been pretending to be here for a long time, and in the past two years, they have gradually pretended to be a little angry. Especially Lin Miao's family is selling fish at the door, there are three babies in the family, and the two daughters' grades are worse than the other, and the youngest son who was finally born secretly is the same age as Lin Miao, but he failed to go to primary school this year, and now his heart is quite unbalanced.

So thinking about it from the heart, Lin Miao can completely imagine that the family on the other side heard that Lin Guorong was so embarrassed, and the other party definitely wanted to fight with Lin Guorong very much - and it was the kind that signed a life and death certificate and went straight to death.

"Don't be proud, you know? This is just the beginning, and there are still many things that can be done in the future! Our Lin family, our Lin family!" Lin Guorong raised his tone a little high.

Lin Miao's teeth were sore when she heard this, and she quickly interrupted: "Dad, lightly, shouting so loudly, Canada has heard it." ”

As he spoke, he climbed down from his chair on tiptoe and ran to close the door.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but roll her eyes at this time and said, "That's it, why are you shouting so loudly? ”

"Go, go, what do you know, just let them know!" Lin Guorong seemed to have drunk too much, and his mood was a little uncontrollable.

Lin Miao was also helpless to her father, and said bitterly: "Dad, it's almost enough, why are things so lively, we just live our own lives, it has nothing to do with other people's families." ”

Lin Guorong immediately showed a loving smile and said to Jiang Ping: "Look, my son, how good your heart is." How kind, like me. ”

The corners of Lin Miao's mouth twitched.

Section Chief Lin, how can you have the face to say such a thing......

A few days ago, with a dozen dog legs, the vendor on the entire Bailifang Road was driven like a dog, isn't that you?

And a few days ago, the Urban Construction Office did not have enough manpower to carry out demolition, and brought hundreds of gangsters to support, isn't it you?

Damn, my dad was made like that, maybe he really didn't deserve it......

Why do you suddenly have a feeling of "my dad is a villain"?

Lin Miao stared at Lin Guorong for a long time.

This man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face is dignified, he is stylish, and he is uneducated, but he has pretended to be literate for a long time......

Yes, that's my father.

An ordinary grassroots cadre who regards small stalls and hawkers as class enemies, who will slip around when he sees a big leader, and who will ignore a small leader when he sees him, is good at deception, and often acts in defiance of the law.

Such a person, he should not be a villain.

The villain is the second male lead, and my Lao Lin, just by looking at the personality, I know that he is not so high......

"What are you looking at me?" Lin Guorong couldn't help but ask when he saw Lin Miao staring at him in a daze.

"Oh, Dad, I have something to ask you. Lin Miao came back to her senses from her thoughts, and quickly changed the topic, "If I write a book and want to publish it, can you find an acquaintance?"

"What are you writing?" Lin Guorong was obedient and disobedient, and his reaction to this question was completely off the point, and he asked with a mouth full of wine, "When did you write another book?"

"No, I haven't written it yet. Lin Miao explained, "I just want to know, if it is written, is there a way for you to help me publish it." ”

"Publishing......" Lin Guorong couldn't help frowning slightly, he had never been exposed to this kind of thing, and in these years, the publication of books is very sacred in the eyes of illiterate and semi-literate, Lao Lin, who has pretended to be a cultural person for half his life, obviously also felt a certain amount of pressure on this matter, he pondered for a long time before replying, "I'll go to the unit in the afternoon to find someone who understands to help you ask." ”

"Good. Lin Miao nodded, just ask somewhere.

This is good within the system, as long as you can find a little way, there is a way to share resources.

But Lin Miao hadn't been happy for a minute, and Lin Guorong changed his words again: "Ah Miao, you write it out first, otherwise I'll help you ask, but we didn't even get a fart out for a long time, which will make people laugh." I can't just say hello right now. ”

Lin Miao looked at Lin Guorong, well, it seems that the strength of the wine has gone down, and the IQ has returned.

"Good. Lin Miao was still concise and to the point.

Lao Lin asked him again, "What are you going to write?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. Lin Miao replied casually, and in the next sentence, Lin Guorong's outlook on life almost collapsed, "Anyway, just write it, just get some manuscript fees." ”

Do you have to pay for the manuscript?

Lin Guorong looked puzzled, but immediately smiled.

Whatever, it's Lao Tzu's son anyway.

Lao Tzu is so smart, is it strange to give birth to a genius?