Dad Lin and Mom Lin glanced at each other, and they both saw smiles in each other's eyes.

When they turned their heads again, they saw that the three people except Wang Ruian were all looking at them.

"Talk, I'll make you something to eat." Mother Lin smiled and waved at them, took off her coat and went into the kitchen.

Wang Ruian reacted when he heard the voice, his face was a little red, he greeted Lin's father and Lin's mother, and his eyes widened after looking at the time: "It's so late, Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin, you can rest, I'll go first." ”

"Eat something and then leave," Lin Ma stopped him, "I've been studying for so long, I'm definitely hungry." ”

"......"

"Stay here," Dad Lin said, "or call your house, you and Huaizhou will be in the same room tonight." ”

The children in the compound go door-to-door to eat, eat and drink when they are young, and occasionally their parents are busy with work, and it is not uncommon for them to live. It's just that they're all so big, it's a little awkward to rub it again.

Wang Ruian scratched his head: "I'd better go home." ”

"Then I'll finish my meal and leave." Dad Lin pressed his shoulders and made him sit down again.

Mama Lin made fried noodles, and when the four of them were eating, she went to clean up the scratch paper on the coffee table. I don't know if I don't clean it up, but at a glance, there are twenty or thirty sheets of paper full of words, as well as the work notebook, which are also words.

Mother Lin picked up the work notes casually, and saw that the words were sharp, it was definitely not Lin Nianhe's.

She wasn't sure if it was Wang Rui'an's or Su Yuncheng's, so she turned to the night before and saw that Lin Nianhe's name was written on the title page.

Lin Mahu frowned suspiciously, and turned her head to look at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe was eating noodles, and the mental work consumption was also very large, she was really hungry.

Sensing Mother Lin's gaze, Lin Nianhe instinctively raised his head: "Mom, what's wrong?" ”

When she saw the red work notes in Lin's mother's hand, her heart sank slightly.

The biggest difference between her and the original owner is probably this handwriting.

The original owner's handwriting is neat and delicate, and it looks very well-behaved. Her handwriting is sharp and uninhibited.

She deliberately practiced the original owner's handwriting, and she also wrote eight points, but that was the result of deliberate control, like today's situation when she was taking notes in the machinery factory, she still wrote the font she was most familiar with.

Feeling Lin Ma's doubts, Lin Nianhe's face was still the same, and he looked at her calmly.

Mother Lin came back to her senses and shook her head: "It's okay, you eat." ”

"Oh." Lin Nianhe lowered his head and ate noodles as if he was fine.

Mother Lin sorted out the scattered papers, and unconsciously flipped through the work notebook again.

The notebook is new, and only various notes from the machine factory are taken, and there is no visual comparison.

It's just this word, Mother Lin is very sure that it is not Lin Nianhe's...... So, Su Yuncheng wrote it for her, right?

After the meal, Su Yuncheng and Wang Ruian said goodbye and left, Lin Huaizhou also returned to the bedroom on crutches, Lin Nianhe said good night to his parents, yawned and went upstairs, and didn't even bring the work notes and manuscript paper on the coffee table.

Mother Lin cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, looked at the work notes on the coffee table and hesitated for a long time, but still took it upstairs.

Lin Nianhe's room was still lit, and she knocked on the door: "Nianhe, haven't slept yet?" ”

"Well, I haven't slept yet." Lin Nianhe answered in the room.

Mother Lin pushed the door in, saw that she was still writing at the desk, then walked over, put one hand on her shoulder and said, "I'm tired these days, why don't you sleep?" ”

Lin Nianhe showed her the textbook in his hand, his eyes crooked: "The book that Brother Wang gave me is very good, I want to read it for a while." ”

Next to her hand was another notebook, on which many words had been written, neat and delicate, and it was the handwriting that Lin Ma was familiar with.

Mother Lin unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, put the work notes and manuscript paper on the corner of the table, and said to her: "Don't be in a hurry at this time, your body has always been weak, so it's better to go to bed early." ”

"Okay, let's sleep." Lin Nianhe put a bookmark in the book, closed the pages and put it back in the corner of the table, she caught a glimpse of the work notebook, suddenly picked it up as if she remembered something, and opened it for Lin Ma to see, "Mom, look, is my handwriting a little like Dad's handwriting?" ”

"Huh?" Mother Lin was stunned.

As soon as she saw the notes that Lin Nianhe was taking, she really thought that the words in the notebook were written by Su Yuncheng, and now that Lin Nianhe suddenly gave her a reversal, she really couldn't react.

Lin Nianhe held the notebook and looked at Mother Lin with expectant eyes.

Mother Lin took a closer look and vaguely saw a little bit of Dad Lin's handwriting, she nodded: "It's a little similar...... But how did you remember to practice your dad's handwriting? ”

Lin Nianhe's face was slightly red, and he was a little embarrassed: "Aren't I a teacher anymore, I always feel that I used to write like a child......

Mother Lin was stunned and burst out laughing.

She was a little annoyed, she had been so nervous lately that even her daughter began to doubt it.

She rubbed Lin Nianhe's head and dragged her up from behind the desk: "Okay, Teacher Xiaolin, hurry up and go to sleep, you can teach students with enough spirit." ”

"Okay, mom goes to bed early, too."

Lin Nianhe obediently got into the quilt, and waited for Lin's mother to fold the quilt for her before closing her eyes.

Mother Lin turned off the lights for her and left quietly.

The small matter of handwriting was lightly swept over, and Mother Lin didn't bother with the problem of words, and she didn't have time to think about it, she still had a lot of work to do, and this matter couldn't stir up too much trouble.

The Lin family has been very lively recently, I don't know what day it started, more and more people came here at eight o'clock in the evening, from four people to six or eight...... In the end, there were 12 people, and the original group exchange is now in some extracurricular classes.

Some of them are researchers at the research institute like Wang Rui'an, and some are in the army, all of them are young people of the same age, and they don't have to worry about anything, physics, chemistry, mathematics, anything, and one day they heard Su Yuncheng and Lin Huaizhou put out a sand table and killed a soldier theory on the spot.

When the foundation is solid to a certain extent, the collision of ideas will instantly stir up countless sparks. Not only does Lin Nianhe feel that his thinking is open, but other people also feel this way. They jokingly called this "Miss Lin's living room", in exchange for Lin Nianhe's countless white eyes.

Such a movement will of course attract the attention of others. However, the Lin family is a single-family house, with unique geographical advantages, and there are two human radars in the house, Su Yuncheng and Lin Huaizhou, and it is absolutely impossible to listen to the root of the wall through the crack of the door. When the parties were asked, their voices were also very unanimous - Lin Huaizhou was injured and came to visit.

Why do you come to visit every day...... Anyway, no one says it's not allowed to visit patients every day, does it? They are small iron porcelain, why can't they come to see him every day?

Lin Huaizhou himself could never have imagined that his injury would be complimented and recognized because of this incident.

If he had to choose, he would rather say that these guys came to play cards for him.