Chapter 42 Young and ignorant
"Heh, you're going out with an open mind, it's hard for you to be able to pull this face."
This sounds like a mockery, but the tone is partial and gratifying, knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, with Lin Xuemin's understanding of this son, he will never be able to do such a thing as setting up a stall.
He can't cross that threshold, he can't let go of that face, and he will feel embarrassed.
But I just ran to put it away, and after moving out for more than a month, I have made great progress.
"How's business?"
"It's okay."
Lin Xuemin pondered for a while and said: "But your matter is not a long-term way after all, the country's policy has been changing, the policy of the stall economy has not passed during this time, and now you can put it, so what about you in the future?" ”
"That's no, it's just thinking about putting it first, and then looking for a job while swinging, and then not putting it when you find a job."
"Is it easy to find a job?"
“.......”
"It's hard to find, is it?"
“.......”
"If you could get a job, you wouldn't be running to a stall, would you?"
“.....”
Faced with Lin Xuemin's questioning one after another, Lin Luo could only keep silent and remain silent, he knew that this was the old man who was going to persuade him to take the exam again.
Four years ago, when he filled in the volunteer application, he chose an unpopular history major, but his father, who always loved to plan his life path, did not oppose it much, but still supported it.
At first, he was still a little puzzled and excited about it, but as soon as he graduated from college, the old man showed his carriage and let him take the exam.
Only then did he understand that it didn't matter to Lin Xuemin what major he had, as long as he could take the exam.
Especially when this history major comes out, it is not easy to find a job, what should I do if I can't find a job, so I can only follow his arrangement and go to the exam.
This is a very good calculation.
"In a few days, when this injury on your head is healed, you go home to live, and I will give it to you..."
Before Lin Xuemin finished speaking, Lin Luo interrupted, "Dad, I don't want to take the exam." ”
Hearing this, Lin Xuemin's brows furrowed, but he still said calmly: "It's okay if you don't take the exam, then you can take the teaching qualification exam and become a teacher." ”
"I don't want to be a teacher either."
"Then you want to ......"
Lin Xuemin's face sank, his voice rose sharply, and he just wanted to have a seizure, but when he thought that there was still a Jiang Li sitting outside, he stiffly held back and slowed down his tone, "Then what do you want to do?" ”
Lin Luo was silent for a while, "..... I haven't figured it out yet. ”
..............
A plate of chopped bacon, a pot of stewed fish, and a heated mash rice wine.
The three of them sat around a coffee table and ate dinner, Lin Luo scooped three bowls of rice wine from the pot, put one bowl in front of the old man first, handed the second bowl to Jiang Li, and kept the last bowl for himself.
Lin Xuemin had a calm face, Jiang Li was silent, and Lin Luo lowered his head like a suspect who had done something wrong, and kept his head silent.
In the past 20 years of his life, except for those vague memories that he couldn't recall when he was a child, he and Lin Xuemin have not dealt with each other much when he was a teenager or even a young man.
He resisted Lin Xuemin's behavior of wanting to meddle in his life, and Lin Xuemin was angry at his rebellion.
Now and in the past. Lin Luo knew very well that this was Lin Xuemin, as a father, helping him embark on a smoother path based on his life experience.
But this made him unwilling to accept all kinds of tutorial classes, Olympiad mathematics, calligraphy, Go... ……
Squeezing out almost all of the playtime in his childhood, Lin Xuemin will add contact information with each of his homeroom teachers to pay attention to his situation at school.
Even if he obviously can't reach that score, Lin Xuemin will still go through the back door and send him to the so-called experimental school, a key school.
It's suffocating.
Such a planned life made him develop a rebellious mentality, which made him want to jump out of this barrier, resist Lin Xuemin's arrangement, and be his own master.
But after spending more than ten years in Daqi, now back to modern times, he is once again facing his father's arrangement, and he actually does not feel resistant.
It's just that if he moves home to take the examination for the teaching qualifications, what will the emperor do?
For a while, Lin Luo himself couldn't tell whether it was his rebellious heart that was causing trouble, or whether he was simply pulling Jiang Li out as a target and using it as an excuse.
used this excuse to tell himself that he couldn't go, he couldn't move home, and if he left, Jiang Li would only go to those sanatoriums and shelters, and be accompanied by a group of mentally ill people.
The atmosphere of a meal was depressing, Lin Xuemin put down the dishes and chopsticks, and lifted the briefcase, "Since there are people sharing a house with you here, I'll go out and find a hotel." ”
Lin Luo turned his head to look at Jiang Li, and said, "Dad, don't go, sleep with me tonight." ”
"No, I have a meeting tomorrow, I'm afraid that your snoring at night will affect me."
"I don't fight...."
Lin Luo just wanted to refute, but swallowed back the words in his mouth, then stood up and said, "Then I'll send you." ”
As he spoke, he went out behind Lin Xuemin, and the father and son went one after the other, silent.
It wasn't until he walked out of the unit door that Lin Xuemin took out his mobile phone and operated it, and finally said the first sentence, "I transferred 5,000 to you, and you will remember to receive it in a while." ”
Lin Luo was stunned, and smiled indifferently: "Why are you transferring money to me, I am not short of money." ”
"You were born to me, I don't know what virtues you have, if you weren't poor and had nothing to eat, would you be able to pull down your face and run to set up a stall?"
Lin Xuemin glanced at him, withdrew his gaze, paused, and slowed down his voice again, ".... You have to plan for money, you have to be well fed and clothed when you're outside, don't let me... Your mother worries. ”
Lin Luo suddenly felt that his nose was a little sour, he was really not a son who made his parents worry, he opened his mouth, and finally said: "Dad, our provincial exam here is in February every year, right?" ”
Lin Xuemin stopped when he heard this, and turned his head to look at him.
Lin Luo continued: "Dad, if I take the exam, can I not go home to live, just prepare here, and when the exam starts, I will go directly to the exam." ”
Lin Xuemin frowned, "Do you want to register for a public exam class here?" ”
"No, I'm going to test the establishment of our city's cultural center."
In recent years, there have been more and more people taking the exam, the competition is fierce, the involution is serious, and Lin Luo is really not sure about this kind of thing, but the preparation of the cultural center is different, and he is confident that he can definitely pass the exam.
Not for anything else, just because when he wrote the essay, he could have given it such a title - "My Curator Father"
"Cultural center? Can you stay there? ”
"Yes."
"Didn't you always say that the cultural center was an activity center for the elderly? I let you go, but you say the dogs won't go. ”
"....." Lin Luo scratched his head, "I was young and ignorant at that time. ”
"You said that more than a month ago."
“.......”
Lin Luo continued to scratch his head, more than a month was indeed a little shorter, but in just over a month, he had been a eunuch for more than ten years.
Who would have thought that?
In the past, he didn't want to live the kind of stable life that could be seen at a glance, and always wanted to live a life of ups and downs, such as digging a grave or something.
And after experiencing all kinds of treacherous situations in Daqi, open guns and hidden arrows, now he wants to be safe and stable.
How good the cultural center is, five insurances and one housing fund, various welfare subsidies for the New Year and festivals, the key is to pay off the leisure, and there is no need to take any responsibility.
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Lin Xuemin looked upstairs, and asked, "You don't want to go home to live, is it because of that girl named Jiang Li?" ”
"It has nothing to do with her."
Lin Luo shook his head, and made another excuse: "I want to continue to set up a stall and exercise my communication skills, I think this is quite exercised." ”
"Can't you put it in our place?"
“......”
Lin Luo didn't know how to answer these words for a while.
Lin Xuemin frowned and looked at him, "Are you sure she's not your girlfriend?" ”
"It's not."
“......”
Lin Xuemin stared at him for a while, but after all, he didn't ask any more questions, and instead said, "Are you really going to test the editor of our cultural center?" ”
"Hmm."
"....." Lin Xuemin was silent for a while, stretched out his hand and raised it, as if he wanted to touch his head, and then put it down and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm leaving, you go up, remember to go home when the injury is healed, your mother is talking about you all day long." ”