"My dad must be still working, don't quarrel with him." Liu Qinglin turned over and got out of bed, looked at Liu Xiyue who was stunned and said, "Sister, am I stupid?"

Liu Xiyue burst into laughter and said hurriedly: "Lin Lin is not stupid, Lin Lin is the smartest."

Qin Rong couldn't help moistening her eyes, and stepped forward to hug her son and murmured: "That's great, it's great."

At this time, Song Baojun woke up and watched the family reunion in a sense.

Liu Qinglin's speech was organized and meaningful. Where did he look like a "silly son" before? He even recalled every bit of life with his mother, which made Qin Rong cry and laugh, laugh and cry.

Logically speaking, after the patient recovers from a vegetative state, his thinking will stop during the period of injury because he cannot perceive the outside world for a long time. Liu Qinglin was injured in a car accident when he was twelve years old, so he should have retained his twelve-year-old thinking, but now he is exactly the same as a 20-year-old young man, which is really strange.

Song Baojun thought about it for a moment and realized that it was the philosophical personality that gave him secret energy.

Liu Qinglin Xinsheng's simple personality is a piece of paper that is easily influenced by others. It is not surprising that he has become smart because of this philosophical personality.

The family chatted happily for a long time and called Liu Chongshan again. Liu Chongshan was naturally unsurprising and said on the spot that he wanted to take leave and came over to get a plane.

Liu Qinglin said: "Dad, I haven't recovered yet. I've been sick for so long. I'll go home after I'm completely cured and stay with my dad every day. I'm afraid you'll get annoyed me then."

"Hahaha!" Liu Chongshan smiled loudly and said, "How could that be! I haven't taken you to the Dreamland yet. Then our whole family will go together. By the way, did Xiaojun say what's going on?"

"Uh, I seemed to have been sleeping in a dream for a long time, and my brother-in-law woke me up." Liu Qinglin thought about the words and added: "But it is not too stable yet. I may continue to sleep at any time. My brother-in-law said it will take more than a month of treatment, and then I will be truly awake."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" Liu Chongshan said three good words in a row. Even when he was a section-level cadre twenty years ago, he was not so happy to be praised by his leader. "Let your brother-in-law answer the phone."

"Uncle Liu, it's me." Song Baojun took the phone and said.

Although Liu Chongshan's tone was steady, he couldn't help but feel excited: "Can you introduce me to the situation of Qinglin in detail?"

Song Baojun asked back without answering: "Uncle Liu, my dad suddenly received a subsidy for retired soldiers. Did you take care of him?"

"Yes." Liu Chongshan did not beat around the bush and simply admitted the matter directly, saying: "Forgive me for my careful care. After I learned that she was dating you, I asked someone to investigate. Your family conditions are the same as you said, without any false statements. I feel relieved about you. However, I personally want to provide you with some help, but I am afraid that you will be too careful."

Liu Chongshan's words were a little too cautious, and he was a little afraid of touching Song Baojun's subtle self-esteem. He knew that some college students valued their face more than their lives.

"I understand very much. Thank you for your kindness." The problem is that Song Baojun doesn't take the so-called self-esteem seriously at all now and said, "Is it too little for only 3,000 yuan a month? By the way, do you know people from Chazhou University? Why don't you say hello to me and get a scholarship for three good students? It's better to have a certificate and give my old man a happy life."

Liu Chongshan laughed: "No problem, can you tell me about Qinglin?"

"It is difficult to say clearly in one sentence when it comes to the structure and physiology of the human brain." Song Baojun said: "I will explain it like this. Qinglin became a vegetable in a sense due to a car accident, but it is not very complete. There are still some cells in the brain that affect his thinking and actions. From the external manifestation, he became what ordinary people call mentally retarded children. When I woke up another part of Qinglin's sleep, he returned to normal."

"Very good, very good! You must keep up with the follow-up treatment. If you have any requirements, you can just speak."

"Uncle Liu, don't worry, Qinglin is so smart, he will definitely be a scientist in the future."

After putting down the phone, Song Baojun explained the issue again to Qin Rong and Liu Xiyue. The two expressed their understanding and were also looking forward to Liu Qinglin's recovery.

After Liu Qinglin fell asleep again, the two of them barely woke up from their excessive excitement. Qin Rong looked at Song Baojun like she was looking at the savior.

Her meaning is exactly the same as Liu Chongshan: "Xiaojun, no matter what your request is required, we should satisfy as much as possible if we can, and we should find a way to satisfy you if we cannot, as long as Liu Qinglin can be completely cured."

"I feel a little hungry now." Song Baojun scratched his head. The secret energy has been consumed, and it is unreasonable to not replenish some energy.

Qin Rong didn't say a word and asked the butler to come in and whispered: "Please bring the ingredients in Hongshan Tea Hotel and send a team of chefs here."

This special dinner was until after ten o'clock in the evening, when Song Baojun said goodbye with his round belly. He ate a whole table of delicious food, and after eating more than half of the food, the rest were packed with a shy face, carrying more than ten food boxes in his hand, put them in two plastic bags, and was driven home by Liu Xiyue.

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After the course the next morning, Song Baojun, Tan Qingkai and others hugged each other and left the classroom with laughter.

Guo Jun, who was following behind, rang out the phone, looked at the number, and impatiently turned on the answer button, then shouted: "So what's wrong? Didn't you tell you that I shouldn't call me casually during my school days? What? Are you in school? Hello! How many times have I explained! I'm very busy with studying, don't come to school to see me! Go back!"

The person opposite the phone seemed to beg a few times, and Guo Jun's face became very ugly and said, "Okay, where are you? I'll go there and say, don't send me any buns and steamed buns in the future. I don't like it!"

Song Baojun looked back at him, and Guo Jun immediately put away the phone as if nothing had happened and said lightly: "It's okay, my family comes to the school to see me."

Tan Qingkai smiled and said, "What kind of delicious food is brought to you by my family? Brother Jun must leave some for us."

"There is nothing delicious at home. I'll invite you to Xiangxiang Pavilion." Guo Jun said very proudly, speeding up his pace and going down the stairs.

Tan Qingkai sneered: "This kid has been blackmailing us for more than a year, and this time he must ask him to have a big meal."

Song Baojun said: "Forget it, how much can he ask for?"

"That's too cheap for him." Tan Qingkai said angrily.

With many classmates who were finished class, Guo Jun and a middle-aged woman dressed in shabby clothes were talking under the flower hall opposite the teaching building.

The flower corridor is composed of several open-air corridors surrounding the teaching building. There are steel and concrete beams on the top, each with fifty centimeters apart, and are covered with climbing vine plants. A large number of beautiful flowers are planted on both sides of the corridor, which often becomes a good place for students to walk and fall in love.

Winter in Chazhou is warmer than in the north, with the lowest temperature of two or three degrees, with an average of more than ten degrees. The sunshine time is sufficient, and the plants can grow luxuriantly.

The red, yellow, and white are chrysanthemums, with various shapes, some are like silver plates, some are like pink balls, some are like pearls, and some are like roses, which look particularly warm and beautifully red.

The vine branches on the top of the corridor are sandwiched with large patches of yellow and dotted with red flowers and green leaves, which is really confusing.

Unfortunately, the atmosphere was not so harmonious. Song Baojun could hear Guo Jun shouting at the middle-aged woman from afar.

"I told you not to come here! What a long time to talk about! I'm not laughing at my classmates when I see you like this?" Guo Jun shouted loudly: "Send me living expenses? Isn't it enough to transfer the money to my bank card? If you don't get tired after this trip, I'm tired."

Song Baojun saw clearly the appearance of the middle-aged woman, gave Tan Qingkai, Long Ya and others a wink, and walked over quickly.

"How much did you bring here this time?" Guo Jun asked again.

The middle-aged woman opposite took out a small bag, took out a stack of banknotes from it, and said, "I just transferred my post, and my original boss paid the salary. This is 4,000 yuan. Is it enough?"

"This is almost the same." Guo Jun snatched the money, and counted his fingers with saliva.

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "Xiaojun, my mother met a noble man yesterday and prepared a very good position for me. I will have it every month from now on..."

Guo Jun interrupted his mother and said impatiently: "Isn't it just moving bricks? How good can it be? Go back quickly! I'm going to study in the library."

The middle-aged woman was already excited to share her joy with her son, but her face turned completely dim and she murmured: "Then you study hard and take care of yourself. By the way, did you put on the autumn pants I brought last month? The weather is cold..."

"I've been thrown away long ago." Guo Jun snorted: "Everyone said I don't like wearing long pants, you still have to bring them."

The middle-aged woman's face became more and more gloomy.

At this time, a strange voice behind him asked, "Brother Jun, is this Lingtang? Why don't you introduce it to us?"

"Ah!" Guo Jun saw Song Baojun coming with his followers, and he didn't know what to answer for a moment.

When Guo Jun's mother Wang Mei saw Song Baojun, she was stunned and opened her mouth and wanted to say something. Song Baojun said, "Since my aunt is here to visit her son, we are Jun Geer's classmates, so we should also be treated well, right?"

Everyone didn't know why Song Baojun suddenly became enthusiastic, and expected that something would come out, so they all smiled and said, "I should greet you well."

Song Baojun said: "Auntie, Jun Ge'er is the best classmate in our school. He was also included in the list of the "Top Ten Filial Youths" and has always been our object of admiration. When you come, you have to walk around and see the beautiful scenery of Chazhou University."

"Filial" and so on. No matter how stupid Guo Jun was, he could hear Song Baojun's implicit voice. His face couldn't help but burst into a scorching light and he hurriedly said, "Brother Jun is joking."

Song Baojun said: "I will be the one who will treat my aunt to a meal today. How about it?"
Chapter completed!