Don't talk to me (DTTM)

Chapter 101

The son has grown up, and of course has the right to choose the one he likes.

When the parents do not intend to interfere too much, but still hope that his son can find one that is not so cold and not so easy.

It would be even better if it could be more beautiful.

...

Jin Linkun pressed the forehead and felt that his parents' requirements might be a little low.

Not even asked to be alive.

Mr. Jin was kinder than Ms. Li and smiled, taking the initiative to pat his son's shoulder: "There is something I didn't tell you, but we didn't give you a note in WeChat."

Jin Linkun knew this because he didn't have a name in his parents' WeChat account, so every time he chatted, the first thing he had to do was to report his identity.

For a while, Ms. Li always received the fraudulent call "I am your goose couple, I don't have seven meals and need 200 yuan". The process of self-identification at the beginning of the chat of their family became very tedious.

At least you must praise each other sincerely for ten minutes, or give money to speak, and first send a red envelope to the other party.

But Mr. Jin is obviously not saying this.

Looking at the son who hadn't recovered yet, Mr. Jin handed him the phone with ease: "There are no remarks, so we often couldn't help but take a look after discovering your habit of writing diaries with WeChat names."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Mr. Jin fell into the rock: "Is it a diary?"

Until the end of the conversation, Jin Linkun was still reflecting on the possible impact of the state of love on people's mental activity.

I don't know what happened to my boyfriend's house. Yu Sheng has been busy here for a while. While impressed, he roughly sorted out the knowledge points of various subjects covered by the final exam.

The foundation of their class is too weak. Regardless of the difficulty of the exam, you can't worry about reviewing. You must lay the foundation first.

As for the extent to which it can be mentioned above, it must be determined in accordance with the subsequent progress.

I just finished the exam, and it was about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. It was clearly in the middle of the night, and the seven classes were as lively as they were.

Yao Qiang: Brothers, there is something I must share.

Yao Qiang: After seeing me sitting at the desk and studying, my mother was very happy and just gave me a rock candy elbow.

Duan Lei: This trick is really easy to use! Just now, I got my New Year's money in front of my desk. My dad said I will give it again during the New Year!

School Committee: Congratulations, I just came back from making dumplings. I heard that I want to study. My mother grabbed my rolling pin without hesitation.

In the good news, the sports committee's message bubble burst out in disbelief: so why did I sit at the desk and say I want to study, my mother immediately picked up the broom and asked me how bad it was this time? ?

...

Some are happy and some are sad.

This group of people couldn't afford to sit back, burying their heads to sort out the papers, and arrogantly speaking.

After finishing a section of test papers, Yu Sheng took the phone and read the news, only to really feel the breath of the New Year.

He has not felt much about the New Year. The most impression is that the clinking firecrackers last night. After the ban on firecrackers in the urban area in the past two years, he has been sleeping more peacefully than before.