Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong came to Ying Zhicheng's house at six o'clock in the evening.

Two families and five people sat around the dining table in the living room, drinking for three rounds, and the guests and hosts had a great time.

At the dinner table, Ying Zhicheng did not mention anything about "rekindling". The conversation occasionally revolved around Li Luo, asking about his academic performance.

After knowing that he had basically stabilized in the top 20 in the school, Ying Zhicheng's eyes towards Li Luo changed somewhat.

After all, while taking care of his studies, he can compose several popular songs and write novels every day...

This kid is really energetic.

Ying Zhicheng was thinking about these things in his heart, but then quickly put them behind him, clinking glasses with Li Guohong and discussing the arrangements for the New Year's Eve and Spring Festival.

"When will you be back around?" Li Guohong took a sip of liquor, smacked his lips, and asked Ying Zhicheng.

"Probably around the 15th, the flight tickets haven't been decided yet, we'll see when the time comes." Ying Zhicheng said, "Because I'm going to three countries this time, I can't tell when I'll be back, but I'll definitely be back before New Year's Eve."

"Then if we can come back before the 17th," Li Guohong said, "then let's go back to the countryside together."

"Yes." Lin Xiuhong also said from the side, "If you come back late, tell us and we will prepare New Year's goods and other things for you in advance."

"Thank you in advance." Ying Zhicheng smiled, raised his glass and toasted them both.

Ying Chanxi listened to the side, with a rather expectant look on his face. He shook his body happily and said to Li Luo beside him: "You will probably be in the limelight this time when you return to the countryside. You are ranked 17th in the whole grade."

"Then what do you say about you being the first in your grade?"

"Everyone is used to it, so there's nothing more to say." Ying Chanxi shook his head and said, "I guess Aunt Lin will definitely be able to show off when the time comes."

"You understand my mother quite well, but you don't know her well enough." Li Luo chuckled, "She won't take the initiative to show off. She has to ask other people's children how they did in the exams first."

"No matter whether you did well or not, you will always be praised."

"She made her happy by praising her, and when she turned around and curiously asked how her son did in the exam, she would just say a few words in a reserved tone, but that was it."

When Ying Chanxi listened to Li Luo's vivid description of Lin Xiuhong's possible showoff routine, she immediately covered her mouth and snickered, her body trembling with laughter, and she had to be careful not to let Lin Xiuhong find out.

"You are too bad. How can Aunt Lin be so thoughtful?" Ying Chanxi patted Li Luo on the shoulder, "Isn't this what you want to do?"

"I'm not such a dramatic person." Li Luo shook his head repeatedly, "I would just stand by and complain to my mother, hey mom, please stop talking, okay? I'm ranked 17th in the school and first in the class.

What’s there to say!”

"Haha~" Ying Chanxi was completely amused by him. He imagined the scene in his mind, and the image suddenly came to his face, "It feels like your style. The annoying aunt spoke at your entrance banquet last time.

That's how you responded."

"Then I'm usually very talkative, unless people try to make me look bad." Li Luo laughed and said, "No one can predict the fate of life. No matter how good your academic performance is now, you may not be able to find a good job in the future."

"No matter how bad someone's grades are, if he can make a name for himself in society, he is still an outstanding person, but his excellence cannot be used in school."

"So it's the most boring thing to do to your children based on their grades."

"Be careful if Aunt Lin hears it." Ying Chanxi whispered, "She will teach you a lesson soon."

"It's okay." Li Luo said, "I have good grades now, so everything I say makes sense."

Two people were chatting at the table, and three adults were also chatting there.

From talking about the two children, to the subway construction in Yinjiang District, to the recent policy trends in Yuhang City, as well as the country's future development plan, and finally the implementation of the international turmoil, astronomy and geography are all-encompassing.

Lin Xiuhong would add wine and hot dishes to them, and when they talked about something she didn't understand, she would ask curious questions, and then leave it to the two men to scold Fang Qiu.

Ying Chanxi kept reminding his father to drink less and drink less, but it was rare that Ying Zhicheng and Li Guohong had time to get together like this, so naturally they were reluctant to drink less.

By the time it was past nine o'clock in the evening, the two of them were already drunk and passed out on the sofa again.

Ying Chanxi angrily took a quilt from the bedroom to cover his father, and muttered angrily: "We will leave at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, and he still drinks like this, without any sense of propriety."

"It's okay, it's still early." Li Luo glanced at the time, "I guess I woke up in the middle of the night, so the flight won't be delayed."

Lin Xiuhong greeted the two children, and together they cleared the dining table in the living room and washed the bowls.

Then Lin Xiuhong went back to the opposite door to take a shower and get ready for bed.

Li Luo didn't stay here much longer, and wanted to go back to the house to write some more words.

As a result, when I was writing code until about 11 o'clock in the evening, the sound of the door opening suddenly came from outside the house.

Li Luo thought Li Guohong had sobered up, so he came back to sleep.

But soon, there was a knock on his door.

Ying Chanxi pushed open a crack in the door, quietly poked his head in, and asked in a low voice, "I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

"No need to disturb me." Li Luo was originally planning to go to bed. When he saw Ying Chanxi coming over, he suddenly felt dumbfounded, "Why are you looking for me?"

"Well..." Ying Chanxi blinked and asked, "I can't sleep. Li Luo, do you want to watch a movie?"

Li Luo: "...Are you sure you came here to watch a movie?"

Ying Chanxi nodded.

"Where's Uncle Ying? It's not good for you to come here like this, right?"

"It doesn't matter." Ying Chanxi shook his head, "He slept like a pig after drinking, and he and his uncle have been snoring. The sound insulation in my room is not very good, so it sounds very noisy."

The two of them have been drunk a lot in the past. Why didn't they see you and say they had a quarrel?

Li Luo looked suspicious.

But since Ying Chanxi had already mentioned this, Li Luo no longer refused, and waved helplessly and said: "Come in, what do you want to see today?"

"It's up to you to choose."

After receiving Li Luo's approval, Ying Chanxi immediately opened the door and walked in happily.

Wearing the panda pajamas she had just changed into after taking a shower, and holding something in her arms, she threw herself directly on Li Luo's bed.

Li Luo's bedroom is relatively small.

There is a single bed against the wall in the room.

Ying Chanxi shrank directly to the wall and lay down obediently. Only then did Li Luo see clearly what she was holding in her arms.

When he saw Ying Chanxi putting Pikachu and Doraemon in front of him and hugging him, Li Luo suddenly laughed out loud: "What are you doing? Do you want to give Zhusheng and senior sister a sense of participation?"

"The panda dolls you gave me are too big to bring back, so I took both of them with me." Ying Chanxi said, "You come here too."

"Coming, coming."

Li Luo adjusted the charging cable of the laptop, then sat on the bed holding the laptop.

The single bed was a bit crowded, and Ying Chanxi deliberately didn't lean against the wall, leaving some space there.

This resulted in Li Luo's arm completely touching Ying Chanxi's arm after lying down.

But Ying Chanxi didn't care about this at all, and leaned closer to Li Luo, pretending to look at the laptop screen carefully.

"Stop squeezing around." Li Luo took a deep breath and said with a headache, "How about you choose, what do you want to see?"

"You choose, I can do either."

After hearing what she said, Li Luo didn't care anymore. He once again picked a movie that he had never seen in his previous life and started playing it.

This time, Ying Chanxi persisted for a long time. She probably chose a movie that suited her taste, so she finished it slowly.

When the movie came to an end, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

But just when Li Luo was about to close the laptop and call Ying Chanxi to go back to the opposite door to sleep, he felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

When he turned around, he saw that Ying Chanxi had fallen asleep.

Li Luo: "...?"

No...how do I remember that you were watching it with gusto just now?

Did you fall asleep after a while?

Li Luo was speechless, and carefully supported her head to lie down, but found that the strength of his hand was a little wrong.

A certain sense of familiarity suddenly came over me.

So Li Luo silently grabbed one of Ying Chanxi's hands, raised it above his head, and then muttered: "I heard from foreign experts that if a person raises his hand above his head when he is asleep, he will subconsciously maintain this posture.

.”

After saying that, he let go of his hand.

As a result, Ying Chanxi's arms suddenly dropped down, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Well... this one seems a little smarter than the last one.

Li Luo couldn't do anything to her, so he reached out and took away the two dolls from her body, put them on the bedside table, and then lay down too.

…

Early the next morning, Ying Zhicheng twisted his sore neck and woke up from the sofa in the living room.

After going to the toilet to wash up, he walked to the living room and saw hot breakfast on the table with a note beside it.

The above is a message written by Li Guohong. The main idea is that he went to the breakfast shop to do some work and asked him to remember to catch the plane after breakfast. If he can make it in the morning, he can go to the shop to say hello before leaving.

Ying Zhicheng smiled and looked at the breakfast on the table, feeling a little warm in his heart.
To be continued...