Lao Lin bullied the weak and feared the hard, and when he was weak, he was strong, and when a group of small people who had never seen the world were surrounded by him, they didn't need any reason to lick him, Lao Lin naturally played a level that was at least two or three percent stronger than usual. When Lin Miao asked the aunt in the commissary to bring a big bag of peanuts and melon seeds and distributed them to the men, women and children who watched chess and watched the "stars", Lao Lin had already won the chess game at the speed of light, and in only thirteen moves, Lao Wang, who was known as the first master of the "Chess Association of Residents under the Ertiaoxiang New Village Neighborhood Committee", was killed. Seeing this, Wang Bin, the son of Lao Wang, who was standing on the side, was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall, and he said with great emotion that celebrities are celebrities, and they can develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor to such a level in an all-round way, which is simply terrifying. The atmosphere at the scene was jubilant, and the small people licked Lao Lin more and more, and all kinds of meaty words were said as if they didn't want money, and they didn't know what they were trying to do.

Lin Miao pulled Li Xiao and squeezed to Lao Lin's side.

Lao Lin glanced at the biscuits in Li Xiao's hand, and finally didn't get carried away by the useless victory he picked up in vain, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry. Lin Miao said very simply.

Lao Lin, who was sitting on the small bench, slapped his thigh and stood up: "Forget it, don't wait for your mother, Dad will take you to dinner first." ”

Lin Miao snorted.

Lao Lin held a baby in one hand and left the scene after licking the dog.

When Lao Lin walked away, Lao Wang, who lost the chess, showed his unwillingness and said with annoyance: "Damn, Lao Tzu is stunned by you, just play chess, shout fart, come on!"

"It's rare for a big celebrity to come once, and you can't usually see it if you want to. The aunt at the commissary smiled and soothed.

Lao Wang couldn't help but shake his head: "Originally, I could play this game of chess, but Lin Guorong's level is about the same as mine......"

"Okay, they're writers, and they don't specialize in chess. If you lose, you lose, and I don't let you pay for it!" an old man on the side teased without taking it seriously.

Lao Wang was choked speechless. Fortunately, there was still his own son by his side, and the young man Wang Bin swore an oath: "Dad, it's okay, you can't win Lin Guorong, I can win his son in the future!"

When Lao Wang heard this, he just showed a relieved smile, and immediately poured a basin of cold water on the side.

"Don't brag, other people's children have been on TV several times, and it's good that you can have half of your family in the future!"

Lao Wang's father and son instantly felt their cheeks puffy.

Grass mud horse!

Is it great to be famous? Ordinary people don't want to lose face?

……

Outside the new village of Ertiaoxiang is Xueyuan Road, which is very close to the home of Zhang Jian, a professor at Ouda University who stole Lin Miao's small notebook - just across the road. In Lin Miao's memory, in less than five years, this place will become a bustling road in the city because of the landing of the Affiliated Hospital of Dongou Medical College. But today, 95 years later, there are still only a few dim sum shops that can be found on the road.

Lao Lin Yao Baodi didn't even want to walk for ten minutes, so he drove Santana all the way to the east intersection of College Road, and then stopped in front of a small shop with the best decoration.

At this time, it was already past the meal, and there were few customers in the restaurant.

The three of them walked into the store, and the middle-aged man who was the owner and the manager of the shop immediately greeted him attentively, looking at Santana's face, smiling more than usual and asking Lao Lin what he wanted to eat.

Lao Lin sat down with a golden knife, first knowingly asked the boss if he had a menu, and after getting a negative answer as expected, he asked the boss to stir-fry a plate of beef, make an eel soup, and then help him go out to buy two bottles of cold beer. The owner of the dim sum shop has been in business for five or six years, and the shop has always only sold noodles, dumplings, glutinous rice balls, and chaos, and the most excessive request I have ever heard in the past is nothing more than egg fried rice and an egg, like Lao Lin, who opens his mouth to fry a whole plate of beef - there really isn't.

However, since the business has come to the door, it is naturally difficult to push it out.

The shopkeeper promised to come down, and then quickly called his wife down from the upper floor and told her to go out to buy beer.

Lin Miao couldn't see Lao Lin's rampant appearance, so she asked the boss to make him a bowl of pork rib noodles, and then turned her head and asked Xiaoxiao what she wanted to eat. Xiaoxiao shook her head timidly, Lin Miao asked one after another from beef noodles, seafood noodles, and fried noodles, and when she asked about the meat dumplings, Xiaoxiao suddenly had joy in her eyes, and then nodded stiffly.

The shopkeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Rich people can really be tossed by your mother, but it's just a meal, and it takes half a day to order food. That is, the store is free at this time, otherwise it will be the peak of the dining season and starve to death you pretending to be forced to death!

The shopkeeper slammed and turned on the gas stove on the stove in front of the store.

Lao Lin pretended to be forced another meal before the meal, and after winning the chess just now, he was in a more comfortable mood, and hummed softly in his mouth.

Seeing Lao Lin like this, Lin Miao thought that there would be no major incidents at home, so he casually inquired: "Dad, why does my mother suddenly want to go back?" The old lady is leaving, going back to the countryside, this news is what Lao Lin said when he called him just now.

"This matter...... Lao Lin's smile narrowed slightly, and then he shook his head again, "Little things, anyway, I shouldn't come back in the future." ”

Lin Miao sighed and didn't ask again.

It would be best if the old lady could really live in the country for a long time.

The house she lives in is Lin Miao's uncle's house, and if she is free in the future, she can buy the house and decorate it, which can be regarded as her filial piety in place. As for the others - just Chong Old Lady has been frantically squeezing Lao Lin since Lao Lin was a child, and all the only resources in the family are particially supplied to Lin Miao's uncle, and later Jiang Ping married Lao Lin, and the old lady didn't take Jiang Ping as a daughter-in-law at all, if Lin Miao hadn't become a civil servant later and had a little interest, the old lady wouldn't have been kind to him, Lin Lin finally came down, Lin Miao really didn't feel that he had anything to owe his grandmother.

The ceiling fan hanging overhead squeaked and swayed, as if it was about to fall down at any time, and at the same time, the smell of incense smoke spread. Lin Miao smelled the aroma of food, her stomach growled, and the little emotion in her heart dispersed.

It's been two lifetimes, in fact, I've seen it a long time ago.

It's just because I see it that I start to do things, and I am more decisive and ruthless to the point that I am almost impersonal.

In this life, you don't have to stick your hot face to someone else's cold ass anymore.

This person refers to all other people except Lao Lin, Jiang Ping and Xiaoxiao, as well as people from their own small families in the future.

Including old ladies.

"Beer is coming~" The owner's wife walked in with two bottles of cold beer, put them on Lin Miao's table, turned around and hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll go find a starter." ”

"No need. Lao Lin took out the chopsticks from the cage, used his hand as a lever, and easily pried open the lid of the beer bottle.

Lin Miao looked at it with admiration.

This is estimated to be a move that more than ninety percent of adult men in the country will do, and he didn't learn it in his last life.

I'm really a pure good boy......