poor little understand

Chapter 11

No. [-] middle school didn't have to make up classes on weekends, and it was a holiday on Friday afternoon. Lin Muting took the bus directly and went back to his home.

When get out of class was over at six o'clock, the sun was still setting, and the last light of the spring sun had fallen. By the time he got home, it was past seven o'clock, and it was completely dark.

Houses within the third ring road of the capital city, even if the whole family struggles for a lifetime, ordinary people dare not expect extravagantly.In fact, Lin Mingcheng's ability to buy a house in the capital was enough for Lin Muting's grandparents to brag about for a lifetime.

As soon as he took the key and opened the door, he saw Lin Mingcheng was already sitting on the sofa watching the news.Lin Mingcheng saw him, put down the remote control in his hand, and laughed happily, "Xiaoting is back."

Dong Jianing, who was in the kitchen, also heard the movement and came out, wiped his hand on the apron, "Xiaoting is on holiday, talk to your dad first, you can eat later, mom made fish head tofu soup today, Fill your brain."

Lin Mingcheng likes to eat fish head tofu soup. He likes to eat spicy dishes like fish head with chopped peppers instead of bland ones.

But it's not important, Lin Muting responded, "I'll go change my clothes first."

"It's time to eat right away. I changed my clothes to help my mother serve the meal." Dong Jianing went into the kitchen again and brought out a few dishes first.

Because Lin Muting came home today, she specially went to the vegetable market to buy several vegetables, such as stir-fried beef with celery, loach, shrimp, a fish head tofu soup, and a water spinach. She can't eat until eight o'clock.

Lin Muting came out after changing clothes, while Dong Jianing was pouring the fish head tofu soup into the sea bowl, and without taking a towel, he was about to take out the sea bowl that was as big as a small watermelon.

Lin Mingcheng was sitting at the angle of the living room, so he must be able to see Dong Jianing, but he didn't seem to see anything, and unconsciously watched the international channel saying that there was a forest fire in Canada, and helicopters were used to put out the fire.

"Mom, let me serve it for you." Lin Muting walked quickly to the kitchen, stopped Dong Jianing, put a towel under the bowl, and brought out the soup.

Dong Jianing looked at Lin Muting and smiled while filling the rice, "When I grow up, I know that I can do things for my mother. Mom really loves you for nothing. Take the rice to your father and go to serve the soup."

After Lin Muting finished serving the soup, Lin Mingcheng had just washed his hands, took a towel to dry his hands, applied some hand cream, and spread it evenly on his hands.

Although Lin Mingcheng is 40 years old, he is well cared for, his skin is fair, his hands are particularly delicate and smooth, his bones are well-proportioned, slender and graceful, so he has no problem making hand models.

Lin Muting looked at his mother's hands again.

Dong Jianing is an out-and-out rural girl. She has been doing housework since she was a child, carrying water, washing clothes, weeding and planting the fields. Her hands are as big as the cracked earth.

All the housework in their family has always been the responsibility of Dong Jianing, and Lin Mingcheng has never reached out his hand once. In 16 years, nothing has changed.

Lin Mingcheng walked to the dining table, and suddenly kicked something, and there was a bang, Dong Jianing and Lin Muting walked over to have a look.It turned out that the wormwood incense that Dong Jianing ordered was kicked over by Lin Mingcheng, the incense ash was knocked over the floor, and it even got on Lin Mingcheng's shoes, making it look particularly dirty.

Lin Mingcheng's face darkened immediately, and he kicked the incense-burning iron pan again, and scolded Dong Jianing, "What do you eat, you have to put the iron pan where people pass by, just to ask me to You're only happy when you step on it, right? Why are you so stupid, woman!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Muting knew it was going to be bad, and immediately stood in front of Dong Jianing, "Dad, you accidentally kicked the mosquito coil, and Mom put it by the corner of the table."

Lin Mingcheng didn't look at the road himself, so where did he lose his temper?

Dong Jianing lowered his head and said nothing, went directly to the kitchen to get a broom and mop, first wiped the incense plate clean, and then mopped the floor.

Lin Mingcheng felt uncomfortable when he saw his slippers. He hurriedly changed his socks and slippers. When he walked to the dining table, he saw gray loach, gray fish, and gray beef. Kicked in, "How do you eat these things? They are all greasy, and the vegetables are full of oil, who can eat them! Xiao Ting finally came back once, and the schoolwork is usually so heavy. You make such oily vegetables for him to eat. How can you eat them?" How to be a mother?"

Dong Jianing held the mop in his hand, didn't know what to say for a while, and stood there with a blank stare.

"Dad, I really like to eat these, they are delicious." Lin Muting took the mop from Dong Jianing's hand, and argued for his mother, "Mom has been busy shopping and cooking for several hours, let's eat, Dad ?”

Lin Mingcheng looked at his already grown-up son, and didn't want to make a fuss, so he said with a dark face: "There's beef, let's cook a bowl of beef noodles, this is quick."

Dong Jianing breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to work again.

Lin Muting looked at the rice and fish soup that had been served, put the mop back on the balcony, washed his hands, and covered the food with a cover so that the food would not be cold when Dong Jianing came back to eat later.

He basically doesn't know how to cook, let alone something as complicated as beef noodles.If he could, he would do it for his mother.

Lin Mingcheng was still angrily sitting on the sofa, watching his son sitting there like a wooden man, not talking to him, and he just kept getting angry, "You haven't come home for a week, don't you know what to say to Dad?" Say you are in Qingpingyuan, how are you doing at school? Your teacher has taught you for so long, but didn't he teach you how to talk to your parents?"

"Mr. is very kind, and his nephew is easy to get along with." Lin Muting didn't want to tell his parents that Lin Junchuo's nephew didn't come. "There's nothing wrong at school."

Lin Mingcheng frowned when he heard this, "Remember to find a chance and tell your husband about the family affairs, as well as your uncle's affairs. Only when the family is well can you be well."

"Aren't you a science major? I asked someone to find you a college student majoring in mathematics to be your tutor two days ago." Lin Mingcheng said about his arrangement, "I will give you extra lessons twice a week, once on Saturday and Sunday. You are going to be a sophomore in high school soon. How can you get into Tsinghua and Peking University if you don’t have good grades in science? You are in China. What are your prospects for studying liberal arts? Which rich people study liberal arts? Which country’s leaders are liberal arts? Listen to Dad , can't be wrong."

Lin Muting remembered what Lin Junchuo said to him before, glanced at his father cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Father, my grades in science are not good. If I choose liberal arts..."

"Tsinghua doesn't recruit liberal arts students at all this year. What do you want to do when you study liberal arts? Learn foreign languages ​​like a girl, or study history. What's the point of these things?"

Lin Mingcheng was not someone who could tolerate his son's words, and when he heard this, he became angry, "Nowadays, there are a lot of high school students and teachers who pay two or three thousand yuan a month. What can two and three thousand yuan do? Is it enough for one meal? You alone A child, who has never earned money by himself, knows nothing, and can get the bottom of the exam if he concentrates on studying, he is not ashamed to lose it!"

"Let me tell you, if you really have to be kicked out of the science experiment class, don't say it's my son, do you hear me?"