Lin Wei looked at Xiaoyu's winter vacation homework and said, "Don't you know these types of questions?"
Xiaoyu replied weakly, "It's too complicated for me to know."
Xiaoyu was embarrassed to say it, and Gu Ping'an didn't tell her, but just asked her to copy the questions.
She felt that Gu Pingan didn't know how to do it, but she didn't dare to make Gu Pingan lose face.
"Do you need me to tell you?" Lin Wei looked at her humble look, but still couldn't bear it and asked aloud.
Hearing Lin Wei's words, Xiaoyu was so flattered that she nodded hurriedly, "I need it, thank you cousin."
She quickly stood up, asked Lin Wei to sit down, then handed her winter vacation homework to Lin Wei and asked her to give her the topic.
"Look, this is actually very simple. It requires formulas. If you remember the formulas and can use them flexibly, you can solve this kind of problem very easily."
Lin Wei was writing and drawing in her notebook as she spoke.
After she figured it out, she looked at Xiaoyu and asked, "Do you remember?"
Xiaoyu nodded hurriedly, "I remember, I remember."
"Then you should check the calculation again. If you want to lay a good foundation, you must do more questions. You must remember the formulas you need to memorize and be able to apply them."
Lin Wei put down her pen and stood up.
"Cousin, thank you."
Lin Wei was so friendly to her, Xiaoyu was so moved that she almost cried.
Lin Wei looked at the girl who was as humble as dust and said,
"Why are you being polite? I see that you are very reserved in front of me, but you don't need to be like this. Since grandpa is willing to take care of you, you are a member of the family. Don't always regard yourself as an outsider. It's unnatural for me to be like this."
Xiaoyu's attitude seems to be that she is the eldest lady. She is like a maid, and she is not natural anymore.
Xiaoyu nodded obediently, "I understand."
"But there is one thing I hope you can remember. You are not young anymore, and grandpa is old. He has worked hard to stay here for you, so don't be too willful, don't make him angry, and study hard.
When you are at home, share more of your work and help him with some work. If the old man feels unwell, just call my dad."
When talking about Lin Jinshun, Lin Wei's mood becomes very fragile and her tone becomes dull.
"I was raised by my grandfather. Now that I am in high school, I thought he could enjoy a happy life at home, but I didn't expect that he would have to take care of you again.
If he is willing, we can't object. You study hard and listen to him more. If you make him angry, worry and feel wronged for you, I won't let you go."
"Cousin, I remember."
"Okay, you can do your homework, I'll go to bed first."
Lin Wei changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed, chatting with his classmates and friends on his cell phone.
The next day, Lin Yongqiang drove them to the town to watch a theater together. In the twenties of the twelfth lunar month, there were many people going to the market and watching the theater.
The sun is still quite warm at noon today.
The middle-aged and elderly people were all wrapped in thick cotton-padded jackets and had small benches. They were already sitting in front of the stage waiting for the performance.
Gu Decheng and Wang Guixiang also came.
They sat together with Lin Jinshun and waited for the show, gossiping, happy and satisfied.
It was Lin Wei's first time watching a play and it felt very strange, but her children couldn't understand it, so she took Xiaoyu to the market to buy this and that.
Today’s song is about the guillotine case.
Lin Yongqiang and Mei Ling also sat next to his father and watched the show seriously.
Even Lin Yongqiang couldn't help humming along.
When each character comes out, he can discuss it very skillfully with the people next to him.
A tall and thick man standing behind him heard Lin Yongqiang's voice and looked at his face frequently.
Finally, after seeing his face clearly, I shouted excitedly, "Hey, isn't this Yongqiang?"
Lin Yongqiang was discussing opera with the people next to him. When he heard someone calling him, he turned around and looked at the big man with a confused look on his face.
"Forgot? Mayu from more than 20 years ago." The big man looked at him and smiled.
Lin Yongqiang looked at him for a long time, then remembered who the other party was, "Oh, I remembered it."
Lin Yongqiang asked, "Lao Yang, what are you doing now?"
"We are setting up a stall in the market to sell pork. Remember, my family used to kill pigs. Now my wife is looking at the stall, and I'm coming over to watch the show."
Brother Zhuzhu took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to Lin Yongqiang, looked him up and down, and said, "I heard that you are a boss in the city. I have been trying to find out more about you, but I can't find out."
Lin Yongqiang took the cigarette, put it behind his ear, and said with a smile, "I'm not a boss, I just work part-time to make ends meet."
The pig-killing brother looked at him and sighed, "I'm quite happy to see you like this. Maybe we are the only ones living a normal life now."
"Really? How many are they?" Lin Yongqiang asked.
There were five or six bad friends at the mahjong table back then.
The kind of person who stays in the mahjong parlor all day without going out.
"You remember the old horse we were with, the card-playing old Hu. Later, he gambled too much and got his arm broken by a loan shark. He is now disabled and passed away the year before last."
The pig-butcher lit up his cigarette and sighed, "There is also Xiao Liu. Later he became addicted to gambling and even sold his wife to go in."
Brother Tu, the pig butcher, was particularly good at talking. He looked at Lin Yongqiang and spat, "Aren't we the butchers of pigs? Back then, my father threatened me with a butcher's knife. If I didn't wash my hands in a golden basin, he would chop off my hands. You don't
I know. Later, after you left, I owed Kou Laosan a sum of money, and he often chased me to collect the debt. My father paid the money back, and then took me to work in a slaughterhouse outside for a few years.
, I set up a stall here when I came back."
The pig-killing brother cursed fiercely,
"Speaking of which, Kou Laosan is not a human being. He died a few years ago and deserved his death. I heard that his family Kou Laoer and his wife also died two days ago. They were burned to death. For that kind of person, this is retribution.
"
"No, I also heard..." The pig-killing brother complained and cursed. He looked at Lin Yongqiang and suddenly thought of something. He smiled awkwardly and waved his hands, "Forget it, let's cherish the life in front of us."
Lin Yongqiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do a good job."
Lin Yongqiang returned to the theater and sat down, but his mood was a bit complicated.
Twenty years ago, all the mahjong players who played at the mahjong table had a bad ending.
