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Chapter 10 [10] Parents

Many people think that my parents are unreliable and not suitable for raising children.

They feel right, after all, I feel the same way.

But... who can refuse a pair of parents who are stupid and love me so much?

—— Lin Xiyan

The end of June is a difficult month for college students.Not only has the season officially entered the summer, but the school calendar has also stepped into the threshold of the final review sprint period. Most college students whose morality, intelligence, physical education, and labor have declined in an all-round way are often under such physical and psychological pressure. Life here feels like years.

Fortunately, this period of time has an end. In mid-June, Lin Xiyan's group of professionals finished their final exams and homework reports. A group of people happily packed their luggage at noon under the scorching sun. Ben things.

Lin Xiyan felt less stressed every time he was away from the isolation life in college for a semester.Probably because I no longer need to be confined to a small university campus, and I can feel a little more comfortable in my own small area of ​​life.

The epidemic has been effectively controlled in recent days, and the news popping up on the headlines of Weibo is finally not words such as "Newly added in a certain place in Zhejiang" or "A positive case of preliminary screening was found in a certain place in Zhejiang". In a downward trend, there are much fewer Dabai around the campus.What is more worthy of celebration is the further breakthrough of Chinese scientists in the treatment of the new crown, which undoubtedly provides a hopeful future for everyone to take off their masks as soon as possible-everything is developing for the better.

But the journey home was long, Lin Xiyan looked at his two huge suitcases with his hands on his hips, and fell into deep thought.

He took a photo of the suitcase with his backhand and sent it to the "Royal Chamber" family WeChat group chat.

[Hee hee]: I don't think your son can handle these two things.

Lin Xiyan's parents are "erratic" surfers, and their online status depends entirely on luck.

[Little Red Horse]: Mom thinks you can do it~

[Another horse]: Dad also thinks you can.

【whee】:?

[Little Red Horse]: Hey, mom is busy with moving house, hehe, cheer yourself up~

【whee】:?

[Another horse]: Dad is helping mom with the moving, cheers.

【whee】:?

[Hee hee]: If you decide not to want me, just say so.

[Hee hee]: I won't stop you from being together.

[Hee hee]: Wait a minute, move?

[Hee hee]: What move?who moves?us?

[Hee hee]: Where are people? ? ?

[Hee hee]: Mom!Father!Where am I going back! ?

[Hee hee]: Huh? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Hee hee]: Don't you want me anymore! ! ! !

The two erratic surfers went offline collectively and didn't reply for a long time.

Lin Xiyan wanted to run away from home.

After all, the kid failed to run away from home successfully. He walked out of the high-speed rail station indifferently, and suddenly found that he had no money, no courage, and the third reason was that his mobile phone was out of battery.

Fortunately, Lin Xiyan kept the old habit of using paper money. He took out two steel coins from the corner of his schoolbag, and boarded the last bus home with his head downcast.

He sincerely prayed that his wronged parents would find out in time that his son had lost contact.

Lin Xiyan opened the door of the house with one thousandth of hope in mind, and found that the house was empty, including people and furniture.

Well, prayers fail.

All right, at least the door lock hasn't been changed, so I can still get in.

Optimists can always maintain a good attitude, pick out the less bad things from a pile of bad things, and then move on happily.

Lin Xiyan has such a personality. He threw two suitcases into the room, took out the mobile phone charger to charge the mobile phone, and then sat on the wooden bed board to wait for the mobile phone to turn on.

The mobile phone that had just been turned on was killed by the serial bombing of WeChat messages, and struggled to come back to life after a short shock.Lin Xiyan took a cursory glance, most likely it was a phone call from his mother and a single question mark posted in the WeChat group, the finale was a sentence: Your father came to see you, see the message and reply.

Lin Xiyan smiled and clicked on the WeChat message.

[Hee hee]: Reply.

Ms. Xie Anjing replied to the message almost in the next second.

[Little Red Horse]: Where is it?

【Hee Hee】: In the evacuated home~

[Little Red Horse]: Oh, then open the door for your dad.

Lin Xiyan obediently went to open the door.

He opened a crack in the door. There was no one in the corridor, but the sound of someone running upstairs panting could be heard.Lin Xiyan simply pushed open the door, squatted by the door frame, and dragged his head to look at his father who was climbing the stairs bravely.

Dad was a fitness trainer, tall and handsome—except that at the moment he was sweaty, unshaven, greasy, and a little shabby.

Lin Xiyan closed his eyes.

"The phone is out of battery?" Lin Qinghui stood in front of him, panting and asked.

Lin Xiyan nodded: "The battery is out. Dad, did you run a marathon?"

Lin Qinghui stepped into the room from beside him, picked up a suitcase in one hand, and dragged it to the door: "It's about right, take the things first, your mother is waiting for us."

Lin Xiyan obeyed, "dengdengdeng" ran to the room and took out the mobile phone, "dengdengdeng" ran to the door, followed Lin Qinghui downstairs.

Lin Xiyan's parents love each other very much, and they are typical representatives of anti-marriage terrorism ambassadors.He also knows that his parents are lacking in bringing up children, and they are always forgetful.I probably saved the Milky Way in my previous life, so I can grow up to the present through stumbles.

But the kid has never been annoyed or complained because of this kind of thing, because his parents raised him very well.

They never punished Lin Xiyan without reason because he did something wrong, and they never forced him to take courses he didn't like, they didn't despise what he liked, they didn't suppress his self-confidence, and they didn't oppose his three views .

Although there are occasional disputes—for example, Father Lin always mutters in private, does he think his son is too cute?

However, this conjecture was quickly suppressed by Mrs. Xie, because Lin Qinghui found that his son's appearance was just like his mother's, good-looking or good-looking.

What can I do, I can only say that Lin Xiyan is worthy of being his own!

OK! ! !

Lin Xiyan grew up in such a family atmosphere, with a sense of seriousness and warmth unknown to ordinary people in the mischief, the three of them are like travelers struggling in life, respecting each other while loving each other deeply .

Ms. Xie Anjing called.

Lin Qinghui was driving, so he casually threw the phone to Lin Xiyan: "Pick up the phone, son."

Lin Xiyan swiped the phone connection button: "Hey Mom."

"Oh, connected? Is your dad driving?"

Lin Xi said, "Yeah."

Xie Anjing: "Okay, tell your dad to drive slowly, I'll make some soup."

Lin Xi said: "Okay~"

Lin Xiyan hung up the phone.

The phone interface flashed for a moment, and then the call record interface that Lin Qinghui hadn't exited in time appeared.

There are three numbers on the top of the call log, all of which are 110.

Lin Xiyan burst out laughing.

Sure enough, the first reaction of these two unreliable old couples was to call the police uncle.

It takes a lovely soul to raise a lovely child.

"Father." Lin Xiyan said suddenly, turned his head and said to Lin Qinghui who was driving: "I love you so much."

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