Since there are Saturdays and Sundays, Saturdays in Mingyue Community have been much quieter.

Adults who have been busy for a week but don't know what they're busy with can sleep in bed with peace of mind, while children who have also studied hard for a week and don't know what they have learned can happily not go to school.

Most of them wake up at about 7 o'clock in the morning, and their brains are extremely clear, knowing that they don't need to do anything else in the next two days except for weekend homework. What's even worse is that often at this time, they miss the school environment immensely.

Looking forward to Monday, but afraid of Monday.

Inner entanglement, schizophrenia.

After a long period of observation, social researcher Lin Miao called this phenomenon "campus-level Stockholm syndrome", believing that it is a pathological psychological attachment symptom of a human individual to the abuser after experiencing long-term, regular, and high-intensity mental and physical torture. If the symptoms are more severe, they will self-hypnosis, thinking that they can no longer get rid of the fate of studying every day, so even on Saturday mornings, even if they don't have to go to school, they will get up early.

"So Xiaoxiao's symptoms are already in the advanced stage, she actually woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning! Do you know what my parents were doing when she woke up in the morning?" Lin Miao sat on a high chair in his dining room, with the glutinous rice and soy milk that Jiang Yang brought back from outside, and asked him in a tone full of induction.

Jiang Yang suddenly showed a lewd face, and asked rhetorically, "What are you doing?"

Lin Miao slapped the table: "My mother is actually packing my dad's luggage, and my dad is on a business trip again! Every day, I travel everywhere at public expense, eating and drinking, do you say it's cool? When do you think I can live such a happy life? The group of people in the Dongou City Calligraphy Association are crazy, and they actually want to hold a calligraphy exhibition for my dad, and they don't even want to hug their thighs and face!"

"That's it?" Jiang Yang seemed to be disappointed.

Lin Miao looked at him righteously, with moral condemnation of his low-grade taste in his eyes, and asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?"

"Otherwise......" Jiang Yang thought about it, and suddenly felt that the picture of fantasizing about his sister and brother-in-law making love was disgusting, so he quickly shook his head and said, "Otherwise, I thought they would fight again......"

Well, it's okay to fight.

The picture is much more harmonious than imagined......

"I won't fight, now everyone is rich and decent. With RMB, what family conflicts can't be solved?" Lin Miao took the spoon, delivered the meal, and sighed again, "My mother talked to my dad last night, and I still want to make a formal establishment." My mother said that if you want to do business, then you will leave your job without pay, in this case, if the stall of the real estate agency is opened, the preliminary work may have to be hard for you to do by yourself, my mother is too lazy to die now, except for buying clothes, she is not active in doing anything. ”

"It's okay! Uncle can do it alone, as long as your parents pay for it. Jiang Yang said simply, grinning.

Lin Miao nodded and said, "When my dad comes back next week, let's get it, you also urge my mother, don't procrastinate, we are busy with a big business with a market value of hundreds of billions of yuan in the future, do you know what the concept of hundreds of billions is?

Also, the cost of marrying a Weiwei teacher, according to the current price, I estimate that it is at most a million. If it's hundreds of billions, you can marry hundreds of thousands. When Li Bai was a child, he met a lady who sharpened needles, and the eldest lady told him that the iron pestle was sharpened into a needle......

"Fuck!" Jiang Yang slapped his palm on Lin Miao's face and scolded with a smile, "Why haven't you been beaten to death by your mother yet?"

Lin Miao leaned back, got rid of Jiang Yang's rough palm, and said very confidently: "Isn't this a very simple truth? I'm not a fool, how could I talk to her about such a profound topic of human kinesiology? Besides, with her level of education, I don't know what she can understand? Xiaoxiao, do you say?"

Xiaoxiao blinked blankly.

"Look, my mother's level is at most two grades higher than Xiaoxiao!" Lin Miao pointed at Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao suddenly exclaimed, "Auntie is so powerful?"

Jiang Yang was made to cry and laugh by this pair of sisters and brothers, he dragged his face with one hand, and the whole person sat crookedly, looking at Lin Miao and muttering: "I really want to beat you up for your mother......"

"Then I'll change the computer password, and don't play Fairy Sword. The records of my good Shilipo Sword God have been covered by you, and I have wasted dozens of hours of my hard work, and I haven't even complained to my mother......"

Lin Miao said, and a loud shout suddenly came from downstairs.

"Brother Miao, I'm here to pick you up! How many floors do you live on~"

"Come so early?" Lin Miao raised his hand and looked at his Saint Seiya cartoon watch, it was only eight o'clock.

Jiang Yang couldn't help asking, "Old Peng's grandson?"

"Hmm. Lin Miao nodded.

Jiang Yang immediately stood up, walked out of the dining room, walked to the kitchen with the only window facing the door downstairs, opened the window and poked his head out, and shouted downstairs: "Ah Miao is still eating!

Peng Eryue stood downstairs and replied with a full of anger: "I won't go up! I'm too tired to climb the stairs! I'm waiting for Brother Miao in the car! You let him eat quickly!"

Jiang Yang continued to shout: "He just took two bites, and it will take half a day to finish eating!"

Lin Miao couldn't stand it, jumped off the chair, walked to the kitchen, pulled Jiang Yang's clothes and said, "Two prodigies, do you think about how it feels about the walkie-talkie?"

"Oh, oh, didn't you say it earlier?!" Jiang Yang complained to Lin Miao, and shouted downstairs, "Use the walkie-talkie!"

Then a sentence came from downstairs: "Don't say it!

"Oh, my grass, what kind of immortal......" Lin Miao rubbed her head helplessly.

Brain pain.

Downstairs, Peng Er ended shouting.

Basically, at this time, those who were still sleeping in several buildings near Lin Miao's house were all woken up by him. February sat back in his car without any guilt, and the driver was not the driver who usually picked him up, but Lao Peng himself.

"I told you to come over later, why are you in such a hurry?" said Lao Peng with a smile.

He's a stupid son, he doesn't look smart, but he actually has a very high vision in his bones.

In the first three years of elementary school, I was trained as a professional chess player, and I basically didn't make any friends in school. Later, he found that he had no talent for playing chess, and his studies were almost wasted, so he specially invited the college students with the best college entrance examination scores in Dongou Medical College to come and give him make-up classes.

This time I sent him to a foreign Chinese junior high school, originally I wanted to try if I could find him a few friends of the same age.

People, no matter how awesome the family is, there should always be a few small ones......

But Lao Peng really didn't expect that his son and the group of big children would not call, but he valued Lin Miao, a little bean, very much.

Brother Miao......

The fat man shouted.

Lao Peng looked at his son in the rearview mirror and smiled very happily.

This looks like nothingness, like him.