Chapter 17: Chapter 9.1: Learning and Practice Part 1

Recalling her husband’s angry words earlier, Mother Jiang put another peach in Lin Qingyin’s hand in embarrassment: “Master, don’t mind him. He has no eyes. When he comes back, I’ll ask him to come to your door and make amends to you.”

Lin Qingyin took a bite at the sweet and juicy peach, and then happily shook her head: “He doesn’t need to make amends with me, just do my homework.”

Mother Jiang didn’t know whether Lin Qingyin was joking or angry. She agreed awkwardly and carefully asked Lin Qingyin’s address. She planned to wait for her husband to come back and then the three of them will visit to thank her again.

After coming out of the Jiang family, Lin Qingyin stopped and looked at Fatty Wang, who was still following behind her: “Are you going to continue following me like this?”

“Ah?” Fatty Wang scratched his head and nervously asked: “Can’t I?”

“It’s possible, but I won’t pay you.” Lin Qingyin said frankly: “I am poor, so even if you follow me, I can’t give you money.”

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang smiled suddenly. He had contacted Lin Qingyin twice. No one knew better than him how poor this little master was. Even her mobile phone was the cheapest one: “Master, I don’t need your money. Do you think I am a person who lacks money? I have six apartments!”

Lin Qingyin turned around and left so angry!

“You are an eye-opener for me. Let’s take today’s affairs as an example. I won’t encounter such a strange event if I just sat in my fortune-telling booth that had been set up for 100 years!” Fatty Wang chased after her: “You just need to let me follow you and watch the excitement. If you have free time, you can point one or two pointers to me.”

As soon as Lin Qingyin turned around, she pulled the scroll with two big Chinese characters “Fortune Telling” under his arm: “You can go home and eat by yourself. I don’t have time to care about your meal.”

Fatty Wang watched Lin Qingyin throw away himself in a sleek manner, and hurriedly chased her: “Master, you agreed, right? Are we going to set up a stall in the park tomorrow?”

“Wait for a few days.” Lin Qingyin took out and showed the jade pendant she earned from Jiang Wei in front of Wang Fatty: “I’m going to do my homework at home.”

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As soon as she opened the door, Lin Qingyin heard the roar of the range hood in the kitchen. Lin Qingyin’s Mother stretched her neck and said to Lin Qingyin: “Hurry up, wash your hands, and eat immediately.”

Lin Qingyin washed her hands. When she sat on the table, she saw a big bowl of black things on the table. She asked her mother, who was in the kitchen with some anxiety: “What do we have for lunch?”

Lin Qingyin’s Mother put the cooked noodles in a bowl and handed them to Lin Qingyin, then she brought a plate of shredded cucumber: “Today, we have fried noodles with sauce.”

Lin Qingyin glanced at the sauce again and she was scared to death: “Can I just eat noodles?” There was no impression of the original owner eating fried noodles with sauce in her memory. So looking at this black sauce, Lin Qingyin thought it was safer to eat noodles alone.

Lin Qingyin’s Mother was amused by Lin Qingyin’s disgusted expression. She grabbed her bowl and scooped a large spoonful of sauce into it, and mixed it with some shredded cucumber quickly: “This fried sauce is made by your dad. His fried sauce is delicious. Don’t you remember?”

Without waiting for Lin Qingyin to speak, Lin Qingyin’s Mother sighed: “It’s normal for you not to remember. Your dad has limited time at home and can’t cook much. He’s busy outside and returned late at night every day. He can’t even eat a hot meal at home. So how can he have time to cook?”

Seeing Lin Qingyin staring at the bowl of noodles, she didn’t know whether she hear what she said. She helplessly handed her the bowl: “Eat.”

Looking at the bowl of noodles with oily fried sauce, Lin Qingyin pinched a noodle and took a bite cautiously. When the flavor of the sauce spread in her mouth, Lin Qingyin’s eyes lit up and she couldn’t wait to eat the noodles. Her eyes were filled with joy.

“Is it delicious?” Lin Qingyin’s Mother sat next to her, picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, picked out the small diced meat in the sauce, and put it in Lin Qingyin’s bowl. Looking at Lin Qingyin’s face, she asked carefully: “Yinyin, have you been going out recently?”

Lin Qingyin clipped the diced meat with her chopsticks and continued eating like nothing happened: “Going out and looking around, I’m bored at home.”

Lin Qingyin’s Mother immediately agreed: “Yes, yes, go out for a walk when you are bored.”Lin Qingyin’s Mother put a few more pieces of diced meat and tried to ask: “When your not bored, try to finish your homework, okay?”

Lin Qingyin’s Mother seemed to be afraid of Lin Qingyin to be emotional, so she looked at her nervously. She was relieved to see that she was still eating the noodles in the bowl without lifting her head: “I am not forcing you to study, just read if you want to read. If you don’t want to read books, you can go out and walk around. No matter what, continue to living forward is the most important thing.”

Lin Qingyin nodded her head. No one knows this truth better than her. She has lived for so many years. It was shocking that she can live again after being thundered to death.

When Lin Qingyin’s Mother saw that Lin Qingyin agreed, she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. She has been regretting that she was too busy to pay attention to her daughter’s mental health, which led her daughter from jumping into the river.

After accompanying Lin Qingyin for lunch, Lin Qingyin’s Mother quickly washed the dishes and changed shoes while instructing Lin Qingyin: “I will go to work this afternoon. It’s estimated that I will come back in the middle of the night. Your father will return at the same time. You can eat on your own at night. I put the remaining fried sauce in the refrigerator.”

Lin Qingyin took a glanced at the old yellow refrigerator in the kitchen and turned her head: “Didn’t you say that you quit your part-time job to have a good rest?”