It seems that Mr. Lin finally woke up. Did he realize that his dark cooking was difficult to enter, so he secretly signed up for a crash course in cooking, and vowed to work hard to get rid of his previous shame?

Listening to Lin Er's question, Lin Yian proudly raised his chin: "Of course-"

Then he made a sharp turn: "No."

"..." Liner looked at him speechlessly.

Lin Yian coughed and said, "I asked Lin Yi to buy it."

Liner: “…”

Then of course you are a bullshit.

It seemed that the speechless emotion expressed in Lin Er's eyes was too obvious. Lin Yian was not satisfied and pushed the bowl of black rice porridge that was still steaming in front of her: "But I made this porridge, you can try it."

"..." Liner actually didn't want to taste it.

She has been having dinner for more than ten years, and she still has no idea about Lin Yian's cooking skills?

But in order not to hurt Lin Yian's self-confidence, Lin Er still had a psychological struggle. Finally, he picked up a small porcelain spoon, scooped a bite of porridge, blew it, and then put it in his mouth.

Well... the taste is OK, it has the fragrance of black rice, that is—

Too hard.

I guess the cooking time is too short and it tastes quite grinding.

"How is it?" Lin Yian looked at her and asked.

Lin Er swallowed the porridge and then thought about it, "It's delicious, it's a little bit-"

"What's a little bit?"

"Feya."

“…”

It was still early when I finished breakfast, less than eight o'clock.

Usually, the class in No. 9 Middle School is required to arrive before 7 o'clock. Today, the parent-teacher meeting was held, and the time was pushed back for two hours.

Lin Yian went to the kitchen to clean up, and Lin Er sat on the sofa and teased the cat bored for a while.

When Lin Yian said she wanted to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her, Lin Er thought he was just talking casually, but he didn't expect that he had really arranged this matter on the itinerary.

So far, Liner has a sleepwalking unrealistic feeling about her father's sleepwalking when he is going to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her.

It's rare that Lin Yian actually cared about her academic performance?

Unlike other parents, Lin Yian has always been a free-range policy for Lin Er. As for children, it’s better to grow up happily. Everything else doesn’t matter, so he has never asked for her grades and does not care much about her grades.

How exactly are they stocked?

Liner still remembers the morning of the middle school entrance examination two years ago.

After packing her things and going to the examination room, Lin Yian heard the movement when he was going downstairs. While pouring tea slowly, he asked her: "Oh, kid, where can I go to play early in the morning?"

Liner: “…”

Lin Er picked up the admission ticket in his hand expressionlessly: "Mr. Lin, I will take the high school entrance examination today."

"Hmm? High school entrance examination?" This answer was obviously not within Lin Yian's acceptance range. Lin Yian was surprised and quickly calculated her grade in his heart, and then even more shocked, "Are you in the third year of junior high school this year?"

Liner: “…”

To be more precise, she is about to graduate from junior high school.

Father’s love is like a mountain... a landslide, is it agreed that the hope of the whole family?

The vast life is like a wilderness.

At 8:40, Mr. Lin's sexy pink car parked at the school gate of No. 9 Middle School on time.
Chapter completed!