Chen Qisheng thought about his words for a while before asking: "...Driving?"

"No." Lin Yian said naturally, "Of course I took it away. How far is it to drive. Give me ten minutes, and I can even fucking out of the second ring."

“…”

Chen Qisheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and complained sharply: "You might as well say directly, you want to recruit a son-in-law. In your community, it's big like a mother's palace, and you can't go around for half an hour. Not to mention a bowl of porridge, a pot of porridge will be so cold."

"Then the relationship is good." Lin Yian didn't grasp the point in his words at all, and even thought his idea was particularly good.

It’s good to be a son-in-law at home, the Lin family is not short of money anyway.

Not to mention a son-in-law who comes to the house, a hundred can afford it.

The more Lin Yian thought, the happier he felt. Finally, he turned around with satisfaction and looked at Lin Er who was drinking with a glass of orange juice beside him, and said thoughtfully: "Let me go back and ask Xie Yan if you want to come over and be my son-in-law."

"..." Liner almost choked into his throat with a mouthful of orange juice.

Their topic was too jumpy, and she still didn't react to this topic that was too far away for her.

"Ahem--" Liner lowered his head and coughed when he was choked.

While eating, He Yin also grabbed two pieces of paper and handed them to her.

Before Lin Er could breathe, Lin Yian spoke again: "Anyway, I don't like Xie Heng, that guy, at all. Don't he want to dig my corner?"

Lin Yian touched his chin and smiled warmly. He seemed to have traveled through several years and saw Xie Heng holding his thighs and crying out of thin air begging him to return his son: "At that time, I will dig up his son and make him cry without any place."

Liner: “…”

Didn’t she say that her dad is thinking too long-term?

...

After June, the weather quickly became hotter, with a temperature a day, and summer seemed to come overnight.

The summer in Jiangzhou is accompanied by rain. In this plum rainy season, people and plants are wet.

The rain has been falling for half a month, and it has finally stopped, but the sky is still cloudy, with cicadas chirping and heat simmering, and a wet water vapor rolling in the air.

Perhaps all coastal cities are like this, with more rain and more cloudy days. The wind blowing from the beach always brings a kind of stuffy heat that cannot rain.

Especially at two o'clock in the afternoon, it is the hot time.

The air conditioner in the classroom was very cold. The old trees around the teaching building were lush with branches and leaves, almost covering the sky and the sun. The cicadas outside the window were swaying their eardrums. The sunlight came in from the half-covered curtains, making people drowsy.

The first class in the afternoon was Chinese.

The preparatory bell has just been completed, and there are still ten minutes before class. The Chinese class representative is sending texts in rows in front of him.

Lin Er lay on the table, holding his head with his left hand, while absent-mindedly flipping over the Chinese language books on the table, while talking to Sang, who had been talking to most of the talkative people who had been twisting over.
Chapter completed!