Except for Lin Zichen, who knew that this soybean pod was so delicious because of the space, everyone else thought that this soybean pod was so delicious because it had grown longer than others.

When the soybean pods were just steamed, Li Weiyan also wanted Lin Zichen to send some to Lin Axia's family, but the family of four couldn't stop after eating the first bunch, and naturally forgot to send some things to others.

"Uh~" Looking at the soybean pods scattered all over the ground, Lin Zichen's family of four covered their stomachs and burped indecently.

"Uh~ This soybean pod is so delicious, my stomach is about to burst." Lin Zixi held his bulging belly and moved with difficulty.

"Hehehe・・・・・・" The others were amused by Lin Zixi's funny appearance.

Li Weiyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Let's walk around the yard a few times, otherwise I won't be able to sleep later." ”

"Hmm."

Several people stood up and walked around the small courtyard to eat.

Lin Zichen's sister and brother are young and have a well-developed digestive system, and after walking a few laps, the soybean pods in their stomachs are almost consumed. However, Lin Qingxiang and his wife still felt a little supportive.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Xi, when you are tired, go back to sleep first." Li Weiyan saw Lin Zixi yawning again and again, and hurriedly urged the sisters and brothers to go to rest quickly.

"Mom and Dad, let's go to sleep." Lin Zichen's sister and brother went back to their rooms.

Lin Qingxiang and his wife looked at the starry sky in the courtyard, and their hearts were peaceful. When a family lives a life, it is rare to be plain and harmonious, and their family is living such a day now.

"It's late at night, let's sleep too." Lin Qingxiang took Li Weiyan's hand and went back to the house.

After a pleasant weekend at home, Lin Zichen and Lin Axia once again set out on the road to school.

"Xiao Chen, you must remember to give the letter to Xu Yao." When she arrived at school, Lin Axia didn't forget to remind Lin Zichen of sending love letters.

Lin Zichen made an OK gesture and said, "O, O." ”

"Oh? What is Ou? Lin Axia didn't understand the meaning of the gesture.

Lin Zichen covered his forehead with one hand, looking at the sky speechless.

"It's nothing, I mean, I know, I'll send it to you." Lin Zichen was relieved after struggling for a while, and he also understood that he should not speak abbreviated English to these children who had not formally come into contact with English until the first year of junior high school.

Lin Axia said a little stupidly "oh" and went back to her dormitory.

Lin Zichen took care of the things in the dormitory, sandwiched the thick stack of love letters given by Lin Axia in the books, and walked to the classroom with his arms.

Today, it wasn't for her and Xu Yao to go to the cafeteria with food, and Xu Yao didn't know if she was here, so Lin Zichen went to the classroom alone.

There were already a lot of people in the classroom, but they all got together to chat, and no one could read a book quietly like Lin Zichen.

Lin Zichen's position is by the window, and he can see a qiē on the playground with his face slightly sideways.

In this life, thirteen or fourteen-year-old Lin Zichen was not short-sighted, and he saw Xu Yao's figure jumping happily on the edge of the playground from a distance.

"Sure enough, I'm going to watch someone else's game again." Lin Zichen glanced at the figure playing basketball on the playground, and immediately knew the reason why Xu Yao was so excited.

Chen Wendong came to school very early, went out to play around, and felt a little tired before returning to the classroom.

As soon as he entered the classroom door, his eyes fell on Lin Zichen, who was sitting by the window and was in a god. I saw Lin Zichen holding his cheek with one hand, a pair of bright eyes looking out of the window without blinking, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a faint silence all over his body, as if he was isolated from the world, but it was eye-catching everywhere.

Chen Wendong felt that the classroom was so quiet, so quiet that he could only hear his heartbeat.

"Wendong, what are you doing? It's silly here. A classmate patted Chen Wendong on the shoulder.

Chen Wendong came back to his senses from his distraction, saw the comer, shook his head and said, "It's okay." With that, he walked back to his seat.

Ever since Lin Zichen said what he asked him to stop calling her Sister Chen, Chen Wendong didn't know how to face Lin Zichen. Chen Wendong repeatedly wondered if he had done something wrong, which was why Lin Zichen was disgusted. Or does Lin Zichen simply look down on a poor student like him?

Sister Chen is right, it is indeed a very shameless thing to have a godbrother who is a poor student. Chen Wendong felt sorry for himself and sat in his place with a depressed face.

Lin Zichen didn't know that in the dozen or so steps from the door of the classroom to the seat, Chen Wendong's thoughts had changed so many times. Seeing him coming, he smiled kindly, and then continued to look out the window in silence. It wasn't until the class bell rang that Lin Zichen reluctantly turned his gaze back and picked up the textbook to review.

Xu Yao stepped on the bell and returned to her seat, her face became red because of the fast running, and she was very good-looking.

The head teacher Wang Mingchu followed Xu Yao into the classroom, Xu Yao didn't dare to make a mistake, smiled at Lin Zichen, took out the textbook, and obediently pretended to be a student.

Lin Zichen laughed silently, took out the stack of letters from the drawer, and quietly passed them to Xu Yao.

Xu Yao looked at the thick stack of letters, her brows immediately furrowed, she picked up the notebook on the table, and wrote in a huff: "If you don't read it, you will take it and throw it away." ”

Thrown? Lin Zichen looked at Xu Yao incredulously, and saw Xu Yao's eyes looking at this stack of love letters as if he saw a beast, Lin Zichen came to his senses.

In this era, junior high school students are still very simple, even if their hearts are budding, they will only secretly talk to their good sisters, and they will only hide in their hearts and secretly like those they like. Unlike in the near future, even kindergarten children are shouting everywhere about who their boyfriend and girlfriend are.

In this era, writing love letters is also considered a bad student's behavior, Xu Yao is a face-loving person, and there are people she likes in her heart, so she naturally disdains to look at the stack of love letters in front of her.

Lin Zichen looked at the love letter in his hand and intuitively felt that he was holding a hot potato. Lin Zichen picked up the pen and wrote in the notebook, "Are you sure you want to throw away these letters?" ”

"Sure." Xu Yao wrote affirmatively.

Lin Zichen also knew that this was the best way, but she was still a little unbearable, "If they knew that you threw away the letter, it would probably be very sad." ”

"Since they have written a letter, they should be prepared to be rejected, and it is their business to be sad." Xu Yao is very ruthless, but it is also very in line with the reaction that girls in this environment should have.

"If you write a letter to a boy you like, and that boy throws the letter away, wouldn't you be upset?" Lin Zichen had no choice but to let Xu Yao think about it. Adolescent boys and girls are sensitive, and if they don't handle it well, they not only lose a friend, but also cause psychological damage to the other person.

Lin Zichen doesn't think that he is the Holy Mother, but Lin Zichen is still willing to do things that can be avoided by just moving his mouth.

Xu Yao listened to Lin Zichen's words, was silent, and finally wrote in the notebook, "Then what do you think should be done with these letters?" ”

Lin Zichen looked at the thick stack of letters and wrote: "If you really don't want to read it, don't read it, return the letter to someone, and tell him that you don't like him, or that you want to focus on learning now." "Although it is absolute, but the long pain is not as good as the short pain, the sentence is euphemistic, and the damage can still be reduced, at least not as ruthless as throwing the letter directly. Although girls in this era think that the best way to deal with receiving love letters is to throw them directly in the trash.

In the previous life, Lin Zichen saw too many reports that students failed to confess and couldn't think of it, although Lin Zichen felt that the hearts of the students of Jiangchun Middle School were not so fragile, but it was also a good thing to have one less scar in their hearts.