When Lin Yian got into the car, Lin Er reached out to take down the big sunglasses on his face for the safety of his father and daughter, and complained to him.

"Lin Yian, please put away your slutty anger that you have nowhere to rest. This is still at the school gate, so don't harm the flowers of the motherland."

Lin Yian pulled the seat belt and tied it up, and used to drag the tone when speaking, which sounded particularly unfair.

"Child, why are you so responsible?"

"No." Liner played with sunglasses for a while, then put them on his face and looked at him with his head tilted.

"I just don't want my new mom to be my classmate in school."

“…”

Lin Yian got off work early today. Before coming out to pick up Lin Er, he learned to make some late-night snacks with the chef on TV.

After returning home, Lin Yian brought out the love supper he made, waiting for the praise from his own daughter.

Liner picked up the spoon, tasted the red bean milk soup he made, and then his expression froze.

But Lin Yian asked without any notice: "Child, is the food I cook delicious?"

Lin Er swallowed the lipstick bean milk soup and savored the residual smell on his tongue: "Is the salt in the supermarket discount today? Why is it so salty?"

"Crawl for me." Lin Yian's kind father expression was swiped and then he took it back. He knocked the spoon twice on the edge of the bowl, "Or else you can try one yourself?"

Liner: “…”

Given that Lin Yian refused to admit that he regarded salt as sugar, Lin Er, based on the principle that the father and daughter share the blessings and the difficulties, helped him with a very filial pity to serve a bowl of red bean milk soup.

Lin Yian immediately said that even if it was salt, in order to maintain the shaky father-daughter relationship due to a bowl of soup, both of them had to bite the bullet and drink it.

But obviously, Lin Yian also felt that the bowl of red bean milk soup he cooked was a bit difficult to swallow, but he was blown out and couldn't stop drinking it. So while stirring the soup, he asked his daughter without saying a word: "Child, what are you going to do during the holiday?"

Liner swallowed a mouthful of soup with great difficulty and replied in a hoarse voice: "Let's be idle at home tomorrow, and there will be outdoor training at school the day after tomorrow."

Why are you hoarse?

Being choked by salt.

Lin Yian also swallowed a mouthful of soup with great difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Train in the wild?"

"Yeah." Liner nodded and explained to him in a concise manner.

Outdoor training is the tradition of Yunchuan No. 9 Middle School.

Every year in October, students in the second and third year of high school have to participate in outdoor training for two days and one night.

Climbing mountains and running marathons during the day and teaching Marx at night can be said to be a double blow to both physical and mental health. However, the school leaders also called it the comprehensive development of students' morality, intelligence, physical fitness and aesthetics.

"I'll attend for two days in a row?" Lin Yian thought for a while and said, "I'll be at home for those two days."

Liner paused and looked up at him: "You're going to work tomorrow?"

Lin Yian: "If I don't go to the company, I will fly to Xiangzhou at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, sign two contracts with Feng Heng and Hongsen, and it will be late at night."

Lin Er looked at him incomprehensible: "...Jiangzhou is so close to Xiangzhou, if you drive on the highway, you will arrive in less than two hours. What other plane are you taking?"
Chapter completed!