Li Xiao's pink boudoir full of girlish atmosphere has changed a lot in the past two days.

First, a thin quilt was changed on the bed, and pillows and sheets were changed to meet the old lady's sleep requirements. Then all the dolls such as hugging bears were all transferred to Lin Miao's small storage room, in case they were thrown into the garbage room downstairs by the old lady under various untenable excuses. In contrast, the desk, which was originally useless, was occupied by the computer, and it had little impact on Li Xiao, who had no choice but to sleep with Lin Miao on the small bed in the storage room.

When Li Xiao got out of bed this morning, he accidentally twisted his ankle.

At six o'clock in the morning, Jiang Ping hurriedly sent her to a nearby hospital, but she was only bruised, and the doctor treated her slightly, prescribed some medicine to invigorate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and told her not to move around in the past few days, so Jiang Ping took Li Xiao home. But in this way, Li Xiao's calligraphy lessons, swimming lessons, and piano lessons at night can all be skipped. Li Xiao, who was dependent on fortune and misfortune, was very happy about this, and after Jiang Ping went out in the morning, she kept smiling. Even if the old lady said two words to her from time to time, she didn't take it to heart - but it was possible that she didn't understand it at all.

After all, with the yin damage of the old lady's words, it is indeed less than a certain age, and it is really difficult to taste the meaning.

In this regard, Lin Miao really admired the language talent of these old rural ladies.

is obviously a group of illiterate goods, but the level of lines is enough to make professional screenwriters kneel.

Just like at this moment, Li Xiao held his chin in both hands and sat next to Lin Miao, although he couldn't understand it at all, he still stared at Lin Miao with relish as he quickly typed the keyboard, seeing the rapid increase in the number of words on the screen, and then listened to the old lady sitting on the edge of the bed: "Xiaoxiao, watch Ah Miao play the computer carefully, watch and study hard, you can't see these things before." ”

Li Xiao turned his head to look at the old lady, and could probably guess that what the old lady said was not a good thing, and then turned back without saying a word.

Lin Miao, who was typing in the last part of "Lao Lin Teaches You to Write an Essay", bent the corners of her mouth with her heart, and gave Li Xiao a full score silently for her reaction of not expressing her position, not answering the stubble, or even having no emotion.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rings downstairs.

Without Lin Miao's instructions, Li Xiao immediately jumped off the chair, ran out of the room, and opened the door downstairs.

After a while, Lao Lin's voice came from outside the house.

"Ah Miao, your Aunt Shaoyi said you called her?" Lao Lin spoke, and the person had already walked to the door of Li Xiao's room.

Hu Jianhui, who was following along, saw the old lady and said with a smile: "Auntie, are you going to live here forever?"

The old lady felt embarrassed when she heard this, and she understood that Hu Jianhui had something to say to drive her away, showing a smiling expression, and replied with a strange bend in her head: "I live in my son's house, and I can live as long as I want, even if one day the person is gone, leaving a coffin here, others can't care." ”

Hu Jianhui was stunned by the old lady's words, and hurriedly smiled: "Auntie, you have such a good body, you must live a long life!"

The corners of the old lady's eyes drooped, and her mouth let out a sneer that was unknown but full of mockery: "Heh." ”

Hu Jianhui didn't know what to say now.

But whenever this happens, Lin Miao will never let her down.

"Even if the coffin is too space-consuming, let's use an urn, don't we all advocate cremation now. Anyway, I have a lot of houses, just make a mourning hall, and I will burn incense for you every day when the time comes. Lin Miao's hand didn't stop, and he said indifferently.

The old lady's eyes widened when she heard this.

Lao Lin frowned and scolded: "What nonsense?!"

"Grandma, she said it herself!" Lin Miao looked innocent, and looked at Lao Lin with a very innocent look.

"Forget it, forget it, the child doesn't understand, your son is so smart, you are still willing to scold him, are you such a father?" Hu Jianhui blatantly pulled the shelf, obviously not very satisfied with the tone of the old lady's speech.

No matter how she said it, she was also a deputy section-level cadre, if it weren't for Lao Lin and Lin Miao's face, the old lady, a virtuous old rural woman, Hu Jianhui had at least ten sets of plans, which could make her unhappy for a long time.

Old Lin didn't plan to do anything to Lin Miao, and when he heard Hu Jianhui say this, he took advantage of the steps to go down, but he still had to do the superficial work, so he still kept a straight face and pretended to teach him a lesson: "Don't talk about your grandma like that in the future." ”

"Oh. Lin Miao responded lightly, then typed a few more words, and saved the document.

"Done?" Lao Lin, who is actually quite perceptive, has somewhat figured out the operation process of the computer after watching it behind Lin Miao for a few days.

Lin Miao nodded, and called up the printing system again. With a gentle hit of enter, the printer beeps, the power light comes on, followed by the rattling of paper being sucked into the machine for printing, which is often heard in the printing shop.

The A4 paper stacked in the printer's paper tray is quickly sucked in and spit out, and quickly becomes a piece of manuscript with temperature.

"Wow......" Li Xiao was extremely surprised, his eyes lit up, and he felt that this scene was extremely sci-fi.

Hu Jianhui reached over and picked up one.

The old lady hurriedly stopped: "Don't move!"

"This one can be moved. Hu Jianhui said with a smile, but there was no way for an old lady to take it at will, she didn't even look at the old lady at all, her attention was all on this A4 paper, she looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Lao Lin, this is not the ...... you showed me last time"

Lao Lin hurriedly shook his head at Hu Jianhui.

Lin Miao ghostwrote for Lao Lin, not many people know about it, but there are many of them.

Jiang Ping is one of them, Hu Jianhui is one of them, and Ding Shaoyi is also one of them.

Even Qin Wanqiu may have vaguely guessed it.

There are others, Guo Heling can also be counted as half ......

However, these people are obviously capable of taking the wind in their mouths. Needless to say, Jiang Ping has absolutely no courage to leak half a word to others on this kind of major issue of right and wrong, otherwise Lin Miao's family will cut off their financial route at worst, and at worst, they will not be able to live in the future. Hu Jianhui has wisdom that ordinary people can't match, this thing is not good for her, and if she puts it in her stomach, she can still maintain an alliance with Lao Lin. As for Ding Shaoyi, it can be said that he is one with Lao Lin now, if it weren't for his age and average appearance, he might have slept with Lao Lin a long time ago......

But apart from these few, of course, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better.

Especially the old lady.

With Lao Lin's understanding of his own mother, if the old lady knew the truth of this matter this morning, she would not have to wait until it was dark, and the news would have spread throughout the countryside.

Hu Jianhui instantly understood Lao Lin's eyes and stopped talking in time.

At this moment, the doorbell rang again.

"Aunt Shaoyi is here. Lin Miao said.