Lin Miao pulled the suitcase with her left hand, held Luo Li's hand with her right hand, and followed Qin Wanqiu's buttocks into the big bed room that Lao Lin had just opened, and it was already dark.

Closing the door, Qin Wanqiu sat down tiredly and watched Lin Miao open the big box that was not proportional to his size.

Luo Li curiously leaned over and looked at it, and then tilted his little head, and was a little puzzled by Lin Miao's idea of going out to travel.

In Lin Miao's suitcase, in addition to a few changes of clothes, there was also a complete set of pen, ink, paper, inkstone for practicing calligraphy, as well as a few sets of practice questions for the high school entrance examination that were only used during the general review of the third year of junior high school. On top of that, it's a glass jar filled with paper stars.

Qin Wanqiu temporarily put Lao Lin's indirect harassment in the back of her mind, and asked Lin Miao strangely, "Miao Miao, why are you bringing these things out?"

"Work harder when you have less, and you will be better at paddling in the future. A few days ago, when I was competing in Shanghai, Xun Jianxiang, the dean of the Graduate School of the Chinese Social Science Bureau, had to spend a few hours to revise his students' papers when he went out for a meeting. Lin Miao casually said the name of the first-class academic team in China, while taking out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone packed in a plastic bag and placing them on the table one by one.

Qin Wanqiu was in awe when she heard this, and her spirit suddenly improved a lot, and she asked: "What kind of competition did you go to Shanghai to participate in? Why did you even go to the dean of the Graduate School of the Chinese Social Science Bureau?"

"National essay contest for primary and secondary school students. The venue was set up in the Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, and Guo Heling, the president of Shanghai Finance, accepted me as a closed disciple, and my master and Lao Xun were brothers, and they were also colleagues of the Jinghua Society. Lin Miao explained the situation clearly in three or two sentences, then took out a change of clothes from another small bag, got up and said, "Auntie, I'll take a shower first." ”

"Oh, it's ......" Qin Wanqiu was shocked by a few tall words that popped out of Lin Miao's mouth, and she couldn't come back to her senses.

Jinghua News Agency, Shanghai Finance, Graduate School of China Social Science Bureau......

She is a household registration police officer in a third-tier city, and when she hears these terms, she is really a bit square......

Lin Miao took the pants and slipped into the bathroom.

Luo Li squatted in front of Lin Miao's suitcase, eager to turn out all the contents of Lin Miao's suitcase. Qin Wanqiu stepped forward, hugged Luo Li into her arms, stopped her daughter's hairy hands and feet, and said softly: "Miao Miao's things can't be moved, it's very important." ”

Luo Li leaned against Qin Wanqiu's warm and soft chest, turned his head, and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

Qin Wanqiu smiled slightly: "When Miao Miao grows up, he will definitely become a very amazing person, you play with Miao Miao, you have to listen to him more, otherwise one day he won't play with you, and you won't be able to hear it." ”

Luo Li couldn't help pouting unhappily, and then whispered three words: "No!"

Qin Wanqiu was stunned for a moment and asked, "What did you say?"

Luo Li kept his mouth shut and remained silent again.

Qin Wanqiu sighed softly, touched Luo Li's head, and said wistfully: "Lily, when will you be well......

Luo Li leaned his head on Qin Wanqiu's body, and let out a soft sigh like an adult: "Alas......"

Lin Miao settled the battle in five minutes in the bathroom, and washed her pants by hand.

He came out of the bathroom shirtless, tiptoed down the hanger hanging on the wall, stretched out his hand to hang up his underwear, Qin Wanqiu saw it, and there was another burst of admiration: "Miao Miao, you can do your own laundry?"

Lin Miao replied helplessly: "No way, my mother doesn't know which idiot she was brainwashed, saying that it is disrespectful to her personality to let her wash my and my dad's underwear." My dad and I have to wash our underwear and socks by ourselves now, and we get used to washing too much. ”

Qin Wanqiu said very gently: "If you help your mother wash one piece of clothing, your mother can wash one less piece, isn't it good?"

"Pretty much, it doesn't really affect her. Lin Miao put on a short-sleeved shirt, walked to the table, and spread out the notebook.

Qin Wanqiu asked, "Why didn't it matter?"

Lin Miao poured out the ink and dipped the pen in the ink: "Because my mother washes clothes, she has always only used the washing machine." ”

"......" Qin Wanqiu was silent for a while. Lao Lin seems to have a bad relationship with Jiang Ping, but he obviously treats his wife well in his bones. After all, a woman with an "independent personality" like Jiang Ping, if she was placed in the rural society that Qin Wanqiu understood, it is estimated that she would have been subdued by her husband's family a long time ago, and it would be hellish to compromise with her......

……

Lin Miao picked up the pen and immediately entered the serious mode.

In the block letters assigned by COSCO, he has already written the dragon characters in traditional Chinese, and there are a little more strokes, which is easy to make children in a hurry to write impetuous. But Lin Miao's personality itself should be quiet and active, not to mention a mere dragon character, even if it is a famous noodle in Shanxi, he can still meticulously draw one stroke at a time, and write hundreds of times in a row without wavering.

Qin Wanqiu hugged Luo Li and sat beside Lin Miao and watched.

The mother and daughter kept quiet very cooperatively, even if they saw that Lin Miao could write better than a word, Qin Wanqiu would only open her mouth slightly at most, and then express her sincere admiration for the prodigy's ability in her heart, and then fantasize by the way that if Luo Li can marry Lin Miao in the future, then her grandson or granddaughter will also be a second-generation prodigy.

The picture of such a house full of children and grandchildren is simply not too beautiful......

After more than an hour, Lin Miao finally finished writing and called it a day.

Only then did Qin Wanqiu ask, "Miao Miao, do you write like this every night?"

"No, it depends on the time. Lin Miao packed up the things on the table, "I'm also very busy now, when I go back to Dongou City, there are swimming lessons, calligraphy lessons and piano lessons every day, and I have to take time to preview the junior high school curriculum." ”

Qin Wanqiu said: "Then if you do this, can you afford to eat the energy?"

"If you can't bear it, you have to carry it, if you want to be rich in front of people, how can you not be guilty of sin. Lin Miao sighed a little, "I'm lucky, and my family can afford to arrange these courses for me." Now the piano lessons in the Children's Palace are 2,000 yuan a year, the calligraphy class is 1,000 a year, and the swimming class is not known how much a year. And I still have Xiaoxiao at home, whatever I learn, Xiaoxiao also has to learn together, the two of them combined, almost 10,000 a year. If my dad hadn't earned the manuscript fee for publishing the book, his monthly salary would only be more than 1,000 yuan now, how could he afford this. You said that if I don't cherish the opportunity now, if something happens at home in the future, I won't have a chance to study......"

Qin Wanqiu nodded slightly, and sighed lightly: "It's not easy for you to ......."

"Except for those reincarnation experts who are born richer than ninety percent of the people in the world, who in this world is easy?" Lin Miao covered the inkstone, walked to the bathroom with a brush, and muttered in his mouth, "Being praised as a prodigy can't be eaten, if it weren't for the fact that I could be fascinated by Lily in the future, and not let other reincarnation experts run away, would I be so desperate to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and laboriously......"

Qin Wanqiu smiled when she heard this.

Luo Li hugged Qin Wanqiu's neck, leaned his head on Qin Wanqiu's shoulder, and watched Lin Miao walk into the bathroom. She frowned slightly, as if she was very annoyed, and then with a mouth, she spat out a bloody baby tooth.

Qin Wanqiu bent down, picked up Luo Li's teeth, and couldn't help but shake her head slightly.

These two little boys, their teeth haven't grown, so they are clamoring to make a private decision for life.

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