The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

The street where the Qin family lives is full of self-built houses, and each family has a large courtyard of the same style.

Qin Jianye was standing in the yard, holding a flashlight in the cold wind, while Xi Mingming was installing the speed mountain bike with ease.

"My dear cousin, we have a day off at noon today. We took a car and carried luggage all the way. We went home to eat and then went to buy clothes and snacks. Aren't you tired? Can't we wait until tomorrow?"

While installing it, Xi Mingming said impatiently: "Shut up. You keep nagging like an old man. Didn't you hear what your aunt said? Our yard has been broken into twice in the past month since we started school."

He has been stolen four times in total. Even God cannot tolerate this!

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Qin Jiaye held a flashlight in one hand and made a zipper gesture to his mouth with the other hand.

The installation was very simple, and Xi Mingming finished it quickly. He casually adjusted the chainring to 2nd gear and the flywheel to 6th gear. He picked up the bike with one hand and weighed it. When he felt it was suitable, he put the bike down and stood up.

I patted my lower back out of habit, but didn't feel the soreness I remembered, so I paused for a moment.

Yes, this body is young now.

The system took the opportunity to show off its presence: [How is it? Master Host, it is not without benefits, right? ]

The host is too lazy to deal with the system.

Xi Mingming clapped his hands, "It's ready, let's go upstairs."

"Mingming, this is a mountain bike? The handlebars are so low, it's hard to hold, right? It's a bit ugly." Qin Jiaye was particularly curious about his cousin. "The last thing you adjusted was the transmission, how come you are so skilled at it?"

Xi Mingming has never bothered to hide his differences, whether it's the ubiquitous decadence or the impatience that is difficult to conceal in every aspect of life.

The attitude from the beginning to the end is - destroy it, love whoever you want.

Aunt Qin is the only exception.

She... is so much like a mother, hardworking, kind, warm-hearted, considerate of her children wholeheartedly, and carefree and not concerned about gains and losses.

Unfortunately, because of the bad circumstances she met in her early years and the hard work of raising her alone, her mother passed away soon when Xi Mingming was finally able to repay her.

The son wanted to support his parents but they were no longer around, which became Xi Mingming's eternal regret.

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Xi Mingming raised his eyelids and replied lazily, "If you have hands and brains, you can do it."

Qin Jianye: ...I can’t, I don’t have hands, I don’t have brains.

The two of them went upstairs playing and joking, and no one noticed Aunt Qin in the corner, whose eyes were wet and she was moved by herself.

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Back in the room, Aunt Qin pulled Uncle Qin hard and woke up the sleeping man.

Uncle Qin opened his sleepy eyes and saw that his wife, who hadn't cried for eight hundred years, had red eyes. He was so scared that he trembled.

Uncle Qin almost fell off the bed, grabbed his wife's arm and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

Aunt Qin wiped her eyes and said sadly, "Do you know what Mingming was doing just now? She and Xiaoye were installing the bicycle with a flashlight. She didn't say it, but she must be thinking about her mother in her heart."

Aunt Qin couldn't help but complain: "Your sister is really something. She has abandoned the child for so many years and never came back to see him. The Xi family, young and old, are so unkind that they are not happy if we take a look at the child for a moment, and they turn around and make things more difficult for the child."

Of course, it was also because the Qin family insisted that in addition to the child support, the tuition and pocket money given by the sister-in-law to the child must be opened in a separate account in the name of Xi Mingming.

Otherwise, with all the people in the Xi family, it would be a problem whether Xi Mingming could have enough to eat.

The Qin family originally thought that the uncle and aunt were outsiders, but grandma was still their relative, so they wouldn't completely ignore them, right?

who knows……

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Thinking of Xi Mingming's pitiful appearance of shivering in the police station, Aunt Qin was filled with hatred when she mentioned it: "Mingming was such a good kid. As an elder...how could you be so cruel?"

Who said no.

But saying this would only add fuel to the fire for my wife.

Uncle Qin patted his wife on the back and tried to sound optimistic: "If you don't want to see it, then don't. Children remember good people. We'll raise it for a few years, and then we'll be close to it. Let my sister be jealous."

Aunt Qin shook out the quilt and couldn't help but swear: "That's right. You are so excited to raise someone else's child. You are sick! Your sister will regret it one day."

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Have a good night's sleep.

Early in the morning, the adults went out to work. Xi Mingming pulled Qin Jiaye up, and the two of them stayed at home to review their lessons and do their homework.

The system wiped away its nonexistent tears with relief, and said with emotion: [Host, you are actually willing to study hard and make progress every day. You say you love someone, but in your heart you still intend to complete the task well, right? ]

Even if you don't know the task, it's definitely a good idea to study hard, and you won't go astray from the general direction.

While Xi Mingming was scratching his head on a geometry problem, he casually replied to the system in his mind: [At this age, what else can I do if I don’t study? Should I just hang out in society or just be a jerk? The guardianship is in someone else’s hands, what can I, a minor, do? ]

[At the age of fifteen or sixteen, as long as you have good grades, whatever you do will be highly filtered in the eyes of adults, so why not do it? ] After finishing the last big question, Xi Mingming casually changed to a chemistry test paper.

I glanced at the test paper and found that there were only a few knowledge points in high school chemistry. It was really simple, but it was better than nothing and could help kill time.

So he buried his head and continued.

The system cutely asked: [Isn’t it because you used to be a top tutor in an educational institution and couldn’t stand the fact that your students’ grades weren’t top 1?]

Based on system observation, its host, although he claims that he just wants to retire and live a carefree life, is that true?

——TOP advanced cancer patients!

Either don’t do it, or do it to the best of your ability.

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Xi Mingming's hands froze for a moment as he was doing the questions.

The system was surprised: [Wow, is this really the reason? No wonder you can't stand Qin Jiaye's careless handling of his studies. ]

[I can be a poor student starting today! ] Xi Mingming said coldly.

The system suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

Xi Mingming looked unhappy and tilted his head to stare at the test paper written by Qin Jiaye.

Seeing him get a multiple-choice question wrong, she immediately flew into a rage: "You'd better read the question carefully for me!"

Qin Jiaye: ...

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Well, she really couldn't stand students not getting points for questions they should have gotten right.

The point is - in Xi Mingming's eyes, as long as the questions are not beyond the syllabus, students should not have any questions they cannot answer.

This is truly...Qin Jianye’s tragedy.

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The two of them did their homework honestly for the whole day.

Qin Jiaye was struggling with the key and difficult points of six subjects and was forced to preview the content of the next semester in advance; Xi Mingming was summarizing the logic of the questions set by the compilers of the reference materials for each subject.

Both sides were very serious and time passed very quickly.

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The three adults of the Qin family returned home and saw two young men writing at the desk in the main room. They smiled at each other.

A whole day's fatigue disappeared in an instant.

Uncle Qin turned the tricycle around and said, "Since Mingming came home, Xiaoye has never thought about going to the Internet cafe to play games. Mom, you cook, I'll go buy some fruit for the New Year and give the children some vitamins."

These days, Internet cafes in small towns are booming, attracting a large number of young people to linger.

"Mingming loves to eat strawberries and cherries. You should buy more. Don't be afraid that they are too expensive." Aunt Qin followed behind the tricycle and shouted a reminder to Uncle Qin who was driving away quickly with the tricycle making a "thump thump thump" sound.

The wife of Mr. Chen next door happened to pass by and muttered in disgust: "What a stinking show-off."

Aunt Qin was in a good mood. She glanced at him sideways, but didn't care. She raised her chin with a "humph" and went back to the house with her strong waist twisted.

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On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Xi Mingming got up on time, glanced at the courtyard from the upstairs, and screamed.

The shrill howl woke up the entire street.

"Who stole my bicycle? My mother sent it from abroad!"

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The entire Qin family started moving, and then the entire street started moving.

If necessary, call the police; if necessary, take notes.

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Xi Mingming was at the police station, sobbing and talking back.

He suddenly seemed to remember something: "Wait, my cousin installed surveillance cameras in our yard last month. My gate has been pried open four times in the past two months. This is the fifth time!"

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Soon, neighbor Lao Chen was caught by the police.

The man didn't take it seriously. He walked into the police station, smoking cigarettes all the way, and said to Uncle Qin with a playful smile: "Hey, it's just a joke between neighbors. I'll buy my niece a bicycle as an apology later."

The policeman asked coldly: "Did you know that the bicycle was sent from abroad?"

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Before this, neighbors always said that my sister-in-law didn't want children. Finally, my sister-in-law sent some things over from abroad. Aunt Qin had a very low voice and said she didn't know. The police could find out the truth with just a random visit.

Old Chen put on a sincere face and said, "I know. It's a joke."

The police ignored him and continued to ask, "Where's the car?"

"I sold it. It's a little more expensive than an ordinary bicycle, but it's only 500 yuan, really. I'll give the girl 1,000 yuan as compensation and a bicycle. Police comrade, it's New Year's Day, shouldn't we quickly settle this matter?"

Uncle Qin was so angry that he almost raised his fist. The Qin family is short of you for a thousand yuan?

Qin Jiaye quickly lowered his head.

You idiot, if you sell it for fifty, the court may consider the factor that "a bicycle costs less than ten thousand yuan in the average person's value" and give you a light sentence.

You sell it for 500 yuan, which obviously emphasizes the key information to the buyer: it is an imported, high-value bicycle.