The salty life in Life of Pi

Chapter 87 The education she received left her with no choice. . .

"Because I came here for your son."

Deng Xinhua thought so in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he frowned and fought back.

"How did you find us? We just moved here."

Pei Yin did not speak, his expression kept changing, and he did not choose to answer Deng Xinhua's question.
“Why did you move to this neighborhood?”

"why?"

Deng Xinhua's face was full of disdain, and the next second it became gloomy.
"Because you have a good son, my daughter can't live in our original community anymore. I didn't bother with you for Mr. Qian's sake. Why did you follow me here?"

"I'm not"

Pei Yin's face immediately became flustered. Although she knew that her son was the one being led by the nose, the harm Qian Sanyi had caused to the other party's daughter was also real. She was not very good at speaking to begin with, and her words became pale and weak. She tried to defend herself.
"I live upstairs. When I was hanging clothes out to dry this morning, the clothes hanger fell down. I just heard some noise from you guys, so I wanted to come and take the clothes hanger back."

"Mom? What's wrong?"

Qian Sanyi's voice came from upstairs, and then the footsteps coming downstairs were getting closer and closer. Pei Yin panicked and did not argue with Deng Xinhua. She immediately turned around and left Deng Xinhua's door and walked upstairs, pushing her son
"It's okay, you can go up."

But it was obviously too late. Qian Sanyi had already seen Deng Xinhua. He became at a loss and allowed Pei Yin to push him back upstairs.

As the sound of the door upstairs closing was heard, the stairwell became quiet in an instant. Deng Xinhua looked at the stairs leading upstairs with a deep look in his eyes.

He closed the door gently and turned to look at his daughter.

"Xiaoqi, you heard it too. Qian Sanyi is upstairs. You are so lucky. Mom will not interfere with what happens next. There will be a new nanny tomorrow. You should go back to your room first."

"kindness"

Deng Xiaoqi smiled and turned to walk towards her room. She saw a lonely clothes hanger hanging on the balcony of the living room. After thinking for a while, she picked up the clothes hanger and said to Deng Xinhua's back:

"Mom, I'll go take the hangers to them."

After saying that, she opened the door and walked upstairs. Deng Xinhua did not stop her. She took a deep breath and hoped that everything would be fine for her daughter.

After knocking on the door, Deng Xiaoqi stood at the door and waited for a while. Soon, the sound of the door opening was heard and Qian Sanyi appeared in front of Deng Xiaoqi. Deng Xiaoqi, who was a little nervous at first, immediately smiled charmingly.
"Are you surprised? I'm here to give you clothes hangers."

As he spoke, he took out the hanger with his hands behind his back and handed it to Qian Sanyi.

Qian Sanyi looked at Deng Xiaoqi with a smile in his eyes, but before he could speak, Pei Yin's voice came from behind him.
"Trinity, who's here?"

As the sound came, the footsteps were getting closer. When Pei Yin saw Deng Xiaoqi's figure, his face froze instantly.

"What are you doing here?"

The tone was a little stiff. When Deng Xiaoqi saw Pei Yin, she immediately put away her smile, put her hands in front of her and bowed slightly.
"Good evening, Auntie. I came here to deliver a clothes hanger. Now I have delivered it and am ready to go back. Sorry to bother you."

After saying that, Deng Xiaoqi didn't even look at Qian Sanyi and trotted back to her home downstairs.

Qian Sanyi walked out the door and watched Deng Xiaoqi return home. When he heard the sound of the door closing, he reluctantly looked away.

Pei Yin witnessed all of his son's actions, tugging at the corner of his clothes, his eyes filled with worry and a hint of fear.

After closing the door, Pei Yin pulled Qian Sanyi to sit on the sofa and spoke in a worried tone.

"Trinity, you can't be with her anymore. Everything she does has a purpose."

"Who isn't?"

Qian Sanyi looked at the hanger in his hand and raised his head to look at his mother.

"Everyone does things without a purpose, but I know that Deng Xiaoqi has true feelings for me, and that's enough."

Looking at Qian Sanyi in silence, Pei Yin found that he had no reason to convince him. His son was too smart and had developed his own independent consciousness very early on.

The conversation ended hastily, and after Qian Sanyi finished his tutoring every day, he would go downstairs in the afternoon to give Deng Xiaoqi extra lessons. Pei Yin saw it and was worried, but she had no choice.

The education she received prevented her from getting angry at Deng Xiaoqi. She wanted to talk to Deng Xinhua, but she never met her. It was as if she never came home. Seeing that Deng Xiaoqi's mother had this kind of behavior, Pei Yin found it even more unacceptable.

Qian Sanyi looked at his mother sitting on the bench downstairs and felt a little worried. It had been going on for several days just to talk to Deng Xiaoqi's mother.

At this time, a pair of snow-white slender arms passed through Qian Sanyi's armpits and hugged his chest. Deng Xiaoqi pressed her body against Qian Sanyi's, her face against his back, and spoke in a muffled and nasal tone.
"Shanyi, why don't you just stop coming here in the future? Auntie, it will make it harder for us to be together in the future."

Feeling the softness coming from behind him, Qian Sanyi held Deng Xiaoqi's hand in front of him and whispered to him with his face tilted to the side.
"I'll go talk to my mom, I'll convince her"

"kindness"

The two hugged for a while, and Deng Xiaoqi suddenly spoke

"Then continue to teach me those math problems. I have to study hard, otherwise it will be embarrassing if I don't have enough academic scores."

Qian Sanyi was stunned for a moment, quietly adjusted his pants, and sat back at the desk. Deng Xiaoqi saw Qian Sanyi's secret action and whispered to him:
"Thank you for your hard work during this period. I need to prepare for the art exam, but if you really can't help it, I can use other methods."

Hearing Deng Xiaoqi's sweet and slightly provocative words, Qian Sanyi couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, picked up the pen and started

"Write the questions first, and talk about it after you finish them."

"whee"

. . . . . .

"Woo woo, salted fish, my tooth hurts"

Building 2, Wu Xianyu's home, Lin Miaomiao rolled over on the sofa, covering her mouth with her hands, looking sad. Wu Xianyu stuck his head out of the kitchen, with a helpless look on his face.

"Have you taken your painkillers?"

"No~"

Lin Miaomiao lay on the sofa, looking at the ceiling like a salted fish that had lost its dreams.

Wu Xianyu came out with a bowl of celery and shredded pork porridge, put the bowl on the coffee table, and sat next to Lin Miaomiao.
"If you can't stand the pain, just eat, don't just endure it"

"I feel like if you kiss me it won't hurt anymore"

Lin Miaomiao rested her head on Wu Xianyu's legs and looked up at his chin.

Hearing Lin Miaomiao's words, Wu Xianyu lowered his head speechlessly and looked at Lin Miaomiao. He was thinking about these things even though he had a toothache.

But he did not let her down. He lowered his head and kissed her. Lin Miaomiao raised her head and took the initiative to meet him. However, the kiss did not last long before Lin Miaomiao made a "hmm" sound and took the initiative to open her mouth. Tears flashed in her eyes.

"It hurts." Wu Xianyu was helpless and got up to find painkillers for Lin Miaomiao.

After taking the painkillers, Lin Miaomiao felt a little relieved from the pain, but she was still groaning. However, Wu Xianyu followed her and let her do whatever she wanted if she was sick.

After waiting for a while, Wu Xianyu stirred the porridge and felt that the temperature was about right. He said to Lin Miaomiao:
"The temperature is about right now. Didn't you say you didn't eat much at noon? You can't eat anything else now, so just have some porridge."

"Alas, I also had porridge at home for lunch, and it had no taste at all."

Lin Miaomiao got up, pouted and opened her mouth reluctantly, motioning Wu Xianyu to feed her.

There was no choice, she had to choose it herself. Wu Xianyu carefully blew it cool and put it into Lin Miaomiao's mouth, then skillfully caught the spilled porridge with a spoon.

Lin Miaomiao originally just wanted to give Xianyu some face by eating a few mouthfuls of porridge as a token of her appreciation, but as soon as she took a bite, her eyes lit up. She took the bowl from Xianyu, took a big sip, and swallowed it without chewing.

"Well, how did you make the porridge taste good? It's delicious."

"As long as you like it, I will continue to make it in the future."

I have to say that Lin Miaomiao's emotional value to the cook is really maximized. Wu Xianyu felt a great sense of accomplishment when he saw Lin Miaomiao finish a bowl of porridge in a few mouthfuls and then hurriedly get another bowl.

In the evening, when she got home, Lin Miaomiao looked at the porridge that Wang Shengnan had made for her. She didn't want to use the spoon and just stirred the bowl.

“No taste at all”

Wang Shengnan was not very old, at least not deaf. When she heard Lin Miaomiao's words, she gave her a sharp look and her tone became unfriendly.

"What else do you want from plain porridge? Just drink your porridge honestly."

"Who said porridge can't have flavor, burp"

Lin Miaomiao was in a hurry to refute, but she couldn't hold back a burp. When Lin Miaomiao wanted to cover her mouth, it was too late. Wang Shengnan squinted at Lin Miaomiao and sneered.

"Oh, no wonder you don't want to drink porridge. It looks like you came back full. Did Xiaoyu give you another meal? Isn't he afraid of feeding you fat and then crushing you?"

"You know I can't get fat."

Lin Miaomiao said something stubbornly, then looked around, not daring to look at Wang Shengnan's eyes. After looking for a long time, she felt that something was missing, and Lin Miaomiao's eyes lit up.

"Hey? Where's my dad?"

Wang Shengnan looked at her daughter's clumsy attempt to change the subject and didn't want to look at her any more, but she still explained while cleaning the dishes.

"Mr. Lin is dying and there is no one around him. Your dad couldn't bear to see him die, so he went to accompany him."

Nodding, Lin Miaomiao indicated that she understood and couldn't help but praise Lin Dawei's behavior.

"This old man was lucky to meet my dad. In today's society, it is hard to find someone as kind as my dad who would send him off for the last time."

"This old man has a difficult life. His wife passed away early, and he raised his son alone and sent him abroad to study. But he ended up finding a foreign wife who didn't even want him anymore."

Wang Shengnan also became talkative and told her daughter the news she had heard from Lin Dawei.

"Is it because the old man was too strict with his son? Didn't people in the past always become filial sons under the stick?"

Leaning against the kitchen door, Lin Miaomiao covered her swollen gums and spoke.

Wang Shengnan was washing dishes and looked up as if she remembered something.

"Maybe, but how can we know about such things? But when your mother and I went to learn martial arts, we were also beaten a lot. I must have been unhappy at the time and even hated my master. But now I think that thanks to this experience, at least my character is not so weak."

"Mom, you are more than just weak. You are already developing into a tyrant. You are the one who has the final say at home. And I feel that you have some of that kind of thinking. You have never held back on me. If I didn't have a good personality, I might have collapsed. I will definitely not like you in the future."

Lin Miaomiao leaned against the door and said a lot without realizing it, but she felt a chill coming over her. She looked up and found that Wang Shengnan was leaning against the door with her eyes hidden under her bangs, but she could not hide the murderous intent at all.

Shivering, Lin Miaomiao stood up straight and quietly moved back, smiling.
"Hey, Mom, you didn't hear anything just now. I was just joking. I won't say any more. I'm going back to my room to sleep."

"Don't run! I noticed that you didn't hit enough people."

After closing the door, Lin Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, patted her face, and muttered to herself
"It's bad, it's bad, I was too comfortable at Xianyu, I got too proud of myself without realizing it"

After a while, Lin Miaomiao sat back on her bed, took the medicine, and started browsing on her phone.

Lin Dawei was in the hospital at this time, accompanying Grandpa Lin. Grandpa Lin was in unusually good spirits at this time and talked a lot to Lin Dawei. Behind Lin Dawei, the doctors and nurses were ready. From their actions, Lin Dawei knew that Grandpa probably would not survive the night.

But the old man pretended not to see the doctor or nurse, and took Lin Dawei's hand and said:

"Dawei, after you sell the house and donate it to the children in the mountainous area, please burn some paper for me to let me know about this so that I don't have to worry about it. This is the only thing that matters. Sigh, in my life, I gave birth to a son, but in the end, a stranger sent me off. I am such a failure as a father. I really don't know what's so good about America. I feel it's not as good as my home."

As he was talking, Lin Dawei felt the hand holding him gradually getting colder. He raised his head suddenly, stood up and looked at the old man.

"Uncle? Uncle!"

Not long after, Lin Dawei watched the doctors and nurses covering the old man with a white cloth and sighed silently.

As there were no family members, Lin Dawei offered to help deal with Uncle Lin's funeral arrangements. The hospital was happy to save the trouble and helped contact the funeral home.

The doctor walked out of the ward, took off his mask, and looked at Lin Dawei. He had just found out that this middle-aged man was not Mr. Lin's son, nor even a relative. He was just a chance acquaintance, so he simply chatted with Lin Dawei.

"Brother Lin, what do you do?"

Lin Dawei was still a little dazed at this time. He rubbed his face and heard someone talking to him. He immediately looked over and explained with a forced smile.

“I’m a real estate agent.”

"Oh"

When he heard the profession, the doctor's eyes changed, as if he had guessed something. As soon as Lin Dawei saw the doctor's eyes, he knew that he must be thinking wrongly. It happened that he also needed to find someone to chat and vent his feelings, so he simply told him a series of things about how he helped Uncle Lin, helped him to the hospital, and later became unemployed, and met the uncle who wanted to rent out a house.

After listening to this, the doctor was full of admiration and took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Lin Dawei.
"Brother Lin, I am sincerely convinced when you call me brother. This is the first time I have seen a stranger do this. Good people will be rewarded."

"Haha, just don't call me stupid behind my back."

Lin Dawei laughed. When the doctor heard this, he also felt a little emotional. He was sure that if other people knew about this, they would definitely call the person in front of them stupid.

Shaking his head, the doctor checked the time and saw that the break was over, so he said goodbye to Lin Dawei and said:

"After you're done, take a nice bath to relieve your fatigue. I see you can hardly open your eyes."

Chapter 2: It depends on the situation. Alas, I didn’t expect the holiday to be so busy and more tiring than usual.
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