The mother's blame is very simple.

I explained everything from why Lin Xiaoxiao came home so late to why the clothes she bought were so ugly.

The good thing is.

When Lin Xiaoxiao rushed home, she had not touched Lin's mother's bottom line, so it was over with just a few sentences, and there was no such restriction as telling her not to go out again next time...

After finishing speaking.

Looking at the food on the table, Lin Xiaoxiao's stomach began to growl.

She didn't have time to eat dinner, and now she felt so hungry that she felt as if she could finish two cows directly.

One bowl after another.

Four bowls of rice...

Mother Lin, who couldn't survive the night, waited for Lin Xiaoxiao to finish eating and take the bowl to the kitchen to wash it before going to bed.

Not long after, slight snoring came from the unclosed door and entered Lin Xiaoxiao's ears.

Perhaps because of Qianye's presence, Lin Xiaoxiao, who was used to going to bed early, also began to learn to stay up late.

Feeling not sleepy at this moment, she sat on the sofa and leaned her head back. It was hard to tell what she was thinking on her calm face...

[Remember not to mute your phone when sleeping. I noticed that you seem to have this bad habit. Is it because you are afraid of someone calling and disturbing you? 】

Thinking of this, Qianye reminded him that he didn't want Lin Xiaoxiao to miss it because he was immersed in his dream when the poster called, otherwise everything he did today would be in vain...

"I know, I won't turn off Shizune."

Lin Xiaoxiao replied softly.

She raised her head and looked at the old and dusty ceiling, inexplicably thinking of the community where the poster lived.

Although the decoration is very inhumane, the inside is not as perfect as imagined...

But if it is possible.

It seems quite nice to live there.

The comparison between the two locations caused Lin Xiaoxiao's lack of interest in the family's financial situation to ripple.

She is tired of reading.

Because she thought it was of no use, she always felt that after studying, she would end up working for others to earn some money.

Lin Xiaoxiao thought about it more than once, if she dropped out of school and went out into society earlier, wouldn't she be able to make money earlier, and then save the money to open some kind of store and become a small boss?

Open the door when you are in a good mood and close the door when you are in a bad mood. You don’t have to worry about being late and your boss will charge you money. You can be one step ahead of others on the road of life. It is very beautiful...

Think about it.

She hesitated and asked Qianye.

"By the way, I don't even know how old you are."

[Why are you asking this? Anyway, it’s fine if I’m older than you.]

Qianye didn't understand why Lin Xiaoxiao asked like this.

"No, I just want to know how you make so much money."

Recall the balance in Qianye’s payment account.

Lin Xiaoxiao would really be frightened.

No one can say that money is useless...

At least in the current real society, this thing is the basis of most basic existence. Money is not everything, but without money, it is absolutely impossible.

Lin Xiaoxiao thought that if she had so much money, she could move her mother to a bigger and better house, buy her some nice-looking clothes that she has always been reluctant to buy, and then take her to eat some ordinary food.

Something I don’t want to eat...

Her home is small.

She was so young that there were only two of her and her mother.

Just now, Lin Xiaoxiao noticed that there was an indescribable smell in his mother's eyes when she saw the new clothes in the bag.

She understood that her mother had not bought clothes for a long time, and it had been a long time since the last purchase...

The clothes, which were of poor quality and had fur balls, were worn over and over again on Mother Lin for who knows how long...

in school.

She was not unaware of other students' special views on Lin Xiaoxiao.

Not to mention it was because there was nothing embarrassing about her mother giving massages to others. Lin Xiaoxiao had never thought about it in this way. She just felt that earning money from such hard physical work was a burden for her mother's declining body.

if.

If I could have some money...

That might change your current life.

[The age you are now is not the time to think about this. Just read a book. This is what you should do now, money and other things. After you finish reading the book, this is what you should focus on.]

Lin Xiaoxiao's incomprehensible question made Qianye wonder if the other party had come out of nowhere.

There were times when he would have random thoughts every night.

After thinking about it for a while, Qianye thought that it might be the exposure of his balance that gave Lin Xiaoxiao some stamina and began to affect Lin Xiaoxiao's values...

"Shouldn't you think about it?"

"But I'm already in my second year of high school, and I don't have much time before I graduate to make money. If possible, I would actually like to tell my mother that I don't want to study and go out to make money, so that I can take some of the burden off my family."

Gazing across the massage chair placed in the corner of the living room, Lin Xiaoxiao looked a little disappointed.

This is a conversation that has nothing to do with weirdness.

The theme content is only about the future life of this fat girl...

[To be honest, did you come up with this idea because you saw the balance on my account and then returned home? 】

"Yes and no..."

Lin Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then added an explanation.

"I have thought about this a long time ago. My mother takes care of everything at home. She never lets me do other things."

"Including the meal tonight, she waited for me to wash the dishes before going to bed. I think it was really hard for her..."

[So, you should have taken the initiative to wash the dishes after eating just now, instead of waiting until you feel guilty when you think about it now. 】

[If you know what you should do, do it quickly, don’t be lazy all the time.]

"I'm not lazy..."

Lin Xiaoxiao immediately retorted after hearing this.

But this rebuttal seemed somewhat unfounded. After all, what Qianye said was true: she did know how hard her mother was working, but she never took the initiative to help.

[Well, whether you are lazy or not, I am just curious now why you would think of talking about this issue. 】

Chino actually didn't want to talk to a high school student about these things.

He has been through this age, so he understands.

At a time when worldviews are rapidly forming, the scary thing is that people at this time have their own opinions about themselves.

People who have never experienced it will never listen to what people who have experienced it say...

No matter what she said was right or wrong, she would always retain her own opinions and continue to do so in the rest of her life.

Only when you hit a wall will you remember something someone said at a certain time, and then start to think about why you didn't listen to the advice in the first place.

Not telling everything.

At least most people are like this...

Otherwise, in the real world, there wouldn’t be so many young people complaining about life, asking why God is always so unfair and always leaves difficulties for them.

"I just want to ask, is reading really useful?"

"Because my grades are not very good now, I will probably get into a very average university after I study. After three years of university life and one year of internship, it's time to enter the society."

"I have always had this question in my mind..."

"Since we are all working part-time, why not enter the society in advance? Anyway, judging from my grades, studying is a waste of time."

"If you come out early, you can be a little ahead of other classmates like me."

Lin Xiaoxiao said.

She used to hide these thoughts in her heart, and she would think of them every time she was alone. This was the first time she had spoken them out.

Maybe there is something special about Chino's existence, so she speaks more naturally.

【Well...how should I put it.】

[This idea is a bit naive, but it doesn’t seem so naive. After all, it is logical. I have thought this way before, so I didn’t go to college.]
To be continued...