In the past few days, Li Chaiyuan's main thing is to read books.
He ignored the hints from Grandma Liu again and again, he didn't bother Ah Li, and he didn't think about getting closer to seek contact and explanation.
Because he knows that blind stalking is nothing more than a meaningless self-touching.
Ah Li went back to the house, and she closed herself off again.
But Li Chaiyuan knew how to call her out again.
The last time the girl came out was because the old lady with a cat face entered the house, so all she needed to do was reproduce the scene.
Li Chaiyuan didn't know if the old lady with a cat face had dissipated, but even if the Niu family members were not dead, they should have been dying of filial piety by their children at this time.
The evil on the black cat is estimated to be scattered, and the medicinal properties may not be enough.
Moreover, even if they look for it, they probably won't dare to come, for fear of encountering zombies again after entering the house.
But this dead is not the Chinese cabbage on the side of the road, it seems that you can always encounter it inadvertently, but it is quite difficult when you want to take the initiative to find them.
After thinking about it, there was only one little oriole left.
First, she lives close.
He carried the bell and held the incense burner and walked a few steps, and he was led home, so he couldn't go outside to catch one alive and then be carried back by Runsheng on a tricycle.
Secondly, there is a history of cooperation.
Finally, and most importantly, Li Chaiyuan clearly remembers that when the little yellow warbler entered the pond with the bearded father and son, black gas did not rise from her body like the cat-faced old lady and the Tai Sui surnamed Zhou died.
Although I don't know why, it also means that the little oriole is most likely still there, and she has not dissipated yet.
At present, the scene has been successfully reproduced.
The arrival of the little yellow warbler successfully attracted Ah Li's attention, Ah Li came out, came to the dream, and Li Zhuiyuan finally "saw" her again.
However, after apologizing, the boy had nothing to say.
He didn't want to explain the impact of Li Lan's phone call on him, nor did he want to explain his illness, let alone say that he also needed comfort and support, and that we could help each other.
If these words were useful to Ah Li, then Liu Yumei, who is Ah Li's own grandmother, must have said it countless times.
The only effect that the explanation of burden can do is burden.
He only needs to show an attitude, his balcony is open again, I hope you can come out and take a look again.
I have what you need, and I also need me in your eyes again.
Mutual needs are the most stable bond in interpersonal relationships.
Boys and girls, just standing there in silence with each other.
Behind the two of them, the little yellow warbler still maintained a half-raised posture, she was brought here today, and the main role was to play the role of a telephone line.
In addition, because of her presence, the wind was blowing nearby, and the low crying was heard, so that the environment and atmosphere were not so monotonous.
After a long time, Ah Li turned around and walked into the room.
Li Chase didn't call out to her, didn't chase for a clear result, he just raised his head and looked at the night sky with some disgust, looking forward to dawn.
But before dawn, I had to send the invited people back.
Li Chaiyuan walked up to the little yellow warbler again, bent down, picked up the incense burner and bell, then turned around and paced slowly backwards until the cold and wet hands met his shoulders again.
Close your eyes and try to imagine yourself underwater, your body constantly floating up, up, up, and up......
While his head broke through the water, Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes again.
He turned around and saw Runsheng standing by the dam, holding a seven-star hook in his left hand and holding a Yellow River shovel in his right hand to keep on guard.
Return to reality, the end of the yin.
Li Sanjiang, who was sleeping in the house after drinking too much today, would never have thought that he had worked hard to arrange the transfer ceremony many times, just to cut off the dark side of Xiao Yuanhou's body, so that he could live a normal life.
As a result, the boy gradually discovered the law of going yin in practice again and again.
"Jingle bell...... Jingle Bell ......"
The bell shook, Li Zhuiyuan turned around, and the cheongsam figure behind him also supported his shoulders and turned around.
Runsheng used the back of the Yellow River shovel and rubbed the back of his head.
He didn't understand a little, Xiao Yuanda took the dead out of the water at night and brought it back, what exactly was going to happen, fortunately, he didn't think deeply about what he didn't understand, anyway, Xiao Yuan would tell himself what to do.
I didn't meet anyone late at night, and Li Chaiyuan smoothly brought the little yellow warbler back to the pond of the bearded man's house.
"Huh?"
When he led the little oriole out of the pond before, Li Chaiyuan had his back to the fish pond, but now when he came back, the little oriole was still behind him and did not go down.
Therefore, Li Chaiyuan was able to re-examine the original appearance of this fish pond that temporarily lost the influence of the little oriole.
It was not that he had never been here before, but at that time he hadn't read "Liu's Qijue", and at that time it was like an illiterate child visiting historical sites and scenic spots, and he couldn't understand what was written on the inscription at all.
Now, he sensed something was wrong.
The little yellow oriole was obviously not inside, but the feng shui weather in this fish pond was even more gloomy than when it came.
If it becomes clearer, it is understandable, but if it comes the other way around, it means that there is something more special in the depths of this fish pond, and the little oriole on it actually plays a role in covering it.
Could it be that this is the reason why the little yellow oriole has not yet dissipated any signs after completing its revenge?
"Jingle bell...... Jingle Bell ......"
Li Chaiyuan did not rush to put down the candle to send the little oriole down, but took the little oriole slowly along the edge of the fish pond, he wanted to try it and see if he could see the real mystery in the fish pond.
However, as he walked, Li Chaiyuan failed to gain more, but the little yellow warbler behind him gradually showed signs of uneasiness.
Li Chaiyuan knew that it was because he had invited her up for too long.
The hands that were originally holding his shoulders had been changed to grasping, and the force was getting stronger and stronger, and the wet cold had infiltrated Li Chaiyuan's whole body.
For a while, Li Chaiyuan was also disturbed, and it was difficult to maintain the state of looking at the qi, and he became stumbled, as if he had picked up the ghostly words of reading "Liu's Qijue" after a previous interruption.
However, at this moment, Li Chaiyuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.
He raised his hand and tried to re-observe the feng shui weather of the fish pond according to the feeling he felt when he read the ghostly scribbled font.
Under this irregular fluctuation of distortion and folding, several details that were not originally visible were actually presented.
[Moon fishing, solitary pond reflecting the moon, burying the noblewoman, accumulating blessings. 】
This is the best water burial place, if the noble women of the family are buried here, it can protect and nourish the blessings of future generations.
The reason why the ancients did not like water burial was that the hydrology was changeable, which would not only be inconvenient for future generations to mourn with incense, but also easily destroy the original feng shui pattern.
However, the custom of water burial has also existed since ancient times, one is that the good cave is precious, the second is that it is not easy to be robbed, and the third is that some people have a special identity and want to be buried without being known.
Although the current pond is also extremely damaged, the basic feng shui pattern has still been preserved.
The reason why Li Zhuiyuan couldn't see it before was because of its damage, which was equivalent to a wrong question.
But in this world's feng shui pattern, unless it has just been built, how can you find absolutely intact perfection?
Therefore, this kind of sloppy mistake is the correct way to solve practical problems.
This person did not write extremely ugly words in a hurry when copying books, but the copyist took the initiative to add his practical understanding through font form.
This is really ...... Unimaginably high-end handwriting.
It was obviously someone else's stuff, but it was more profound than the owner of the family.
Why can I still be sure that it was copied?
Because if the Liu family themselves had mastered this cognitive method of improving practice, it would be impossible to deliberately continue to write neatly and neatly, making it difficult for future generations to comprehend.
And that day, Liu Yumei swept the book in her hand that had deliberately torn off the cover, she only saw the messy and scribbled handwriting, and she didn't recognize it at all as her family's "Liu's Qijue".
Li Chaiyuan became curious, who was copying the book?
But at least one thing can be determined at the moment, the main point that the water monkeys are looking for should be here.
It's just that those water monkeys were not good at learning, and they were confused by the bait holes in the fish pond of the Four Seas, broke the red demon of the earth, and broke the hands of two people.
Now the police have set up control in the ward of the health center, waiting for their accomplices to come and visit the doctor, so that they can catch them all.
No, what's going on?
Li Chaiyuan originally thought that the sticky things dripping from his body came from the little oriole behind him, but the question is, how could what flowed down the little oriole be lukewarm?
He lowered his head, touched his chest, touched his chin, and finally touched his nose......
Okay, no need to continue touching, he has already sensed his nosebleeds gushing violently.
What's going on?
Is it that the physical overdraft caused by learning "Liu's Qi Looking Technique" has not recovered in the past few days, or is it a huge burden on oneself to use a new method of looking at qi?
But no matter what, if you don't stop bleeding, there will really be problems.
The most important thing is that it seems that because of the continuous outflow of his own blood, the little oriole behind him, who is no longer calm, becomes more restless!
She was no longer satisfied with just grabbing her shoulder, her head was already close to the side of her face, although she was not breathing, but it was like a beast approaching and sniffing its prey.
Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to delay any longer, and now that the goal was completed, he immediately turned his head to look at Runsheng standing in the distance, and stretched out his finger to the place where the candle should be placed.
Under the moonlight, Runsheng saw that Xiaoyuan's face was full of blood, and combined with the figure of the little yellow warbler's constantly shaking violently, he directly saw that the little yellow warbler was pinching Li Zhuiyuan's neck and gnawing on his neck!
Immediately, Runsheng picked up the Yellow River shovel and prepared to come up to rescue Xiaoyuan, but he heard Xiaoyuan shout a sentence:
"Those two places, set up candles and light them!"
Runsheng's head and body inertia collided, and he came to support and rotate with one leg while holding the Yellow River shovel.
If he hadn't inserted the shovel into the ground in time to stabilize his figure, he might have fallen and rolled into the fish pond.
After getting up immediately, Runsheng quickly set up the candle position, then took out a match and lit the candle.
Li Chaiyuan shook the bell and led the little yellow oriole here just right.
He turned his back to the pond and broke the incense in the incense burner in his hand and extinguished it.
But the little yellow warbler did not let go, still grabbing his arm.
She didn't want to leave.
This situation can be regarded as an explanation of what it means to invite God and send God to him.
Runsheng had already picked up the soul return basket, he was ready to cover the dead fall, and then fell into the water with the dead fallen together.
Li Zhuiyuan rubbed the bell on his face, wrapped it in blood, and then threw it back, and the crisp sound of the bell sounded in the air and finally fell into the fish pond.
The little yellow warbler let go of her hand, turned around, and walked towards the fish pond.
The water gradually flooded her body, and her hand grabbed the bell floating on the water.
Li Chaiyuan immediately took out two pieces of yellow paper, ignited them with candles, opened his arms, and then grabbed the burning yellow paper and slapped it hard!
"Snap!"
The yellow paper sparks splashed everywhere, but they were also extinguished directly.
And the two candles on the ground, the flame heart turned green.
Li Zhuiyuan stepped on it with his foot and completely extinguished the two candles.
After doing this, he looked at the little oriole in the fish pond, the little oriole had turned around at this time, the water level was above her chest, but it left its neck and head, staring at him.
"The door of life is closed, and the three sacrifices will be sent, please go back!"
Finally, the little yellow warbler slowly sank into the water, and when her black hair fell apart and fell completely, she could no longer be seen.
Li Chaiyuan slumped on the ground with a "pop", raised his head, but his nosebleed continued to flow.
"Brother Runsheng, help me rub two paper balls."
"Hey, okay!"
Runsheng immediately picked up the yellow paper and rubbed two balls, but the first time it was a little too big, and his nostrils couldn't be stuffed, so he had to rub it again.
After stuffing it in, the nosebleeds did not stop, and after seeping into the paper ball, it continued to flow out, and after replacing it with two new paper balls, the nosebleeds could be regarded as stopped.
Li Zhuiyuan breathed heavily, he felt obvious chest tightness and weakness, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss.
Runsheng was taking care of him carefully, and he really didn't care that there was a dead fall in the fish pond, so he ran there to catch a lot of water, helped Xiaoyuan cool his forehead and wipe the blood stains on his cheeks.
"Huh...... Shout...... Huh......
After resting for a while, Li Chaiyuan finally eased up.
Runsheng breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said fearfully: "Xiaoyuan, she is so fierce."
Li Chaiyuan shook his head: "She is very good, it's my problem."
The little yellow oriole is already restrained enough, this time it is really her own problem, who would have thought that reading feng shui can also show the body an overdraft.
No matter how docile the lion is, if it really eats you, you deserve it.
But this is also the price that must be paid when theory is connected with practice, it can only be said that fortunately, it is the little yellow warper, if it is replaced by other dead falls, even if Runsheng can save himself, then it is inevitable that there will be a big battle between death and death.
"Xiaoyuan, what are you doing tonight?"
Li Chaiyuan stretched out his finger to the fish pond in front of him: "Brother Runsheng, there is a tomb below."
When Runsheng heard this, he immediately looked excited and immediately grabbed the Yellow River shovel again.
"Xiaoyuan, I went to dig it!"
"Brother Runsheng, what movie have you watched recently?"
""Indiana Jones", there are three parts, all of which were released by the county."
"Brother Runsheng, tomb robbery is illegal."
"Forehead......"
"Also, I suggest you watch "News Network" after dinner in the future."
"Okay, I will, what about this place?"
"The water monkey didn't find this place, so let it go, it's buried underneath anyway."
Because of Li Lan's work, Li Chaiyuan also has a certain understanding of archaeology.
Nowadays, either a major project is started, or the mausoleum is stolen or natural damage requires protective excavation, otherwise the mausoleum will not be actively excavated.
Since the little yellow warbler is still here and has not dissipated, it proves that the main cave here is in good condition, so let it continue to be preserved.
"Brother Runsheng, tonight's matter must be kept secret."
"Understood."
Li Zhuiyuan stood up slowly, and then took a deep look at the fish pond in front of him, this place was indeed a good place to raise corpses.
If the group of water monkeys hadn't been completely caught and hadn't given up on the main cave here, he would really be looking forward to the water monkeys finding this place, because what awaits them here is not simply a red ghost.
When he got home, Li Chaiyuan took another shower, and then he found that he couldn't wash this dress, after all, it was a bloody suit, and throwing it around might scare people.
I can only fold it up first and burn it in the stove tomorrow.
After taking care of himself, Li Chaiyuan lay down on the bed and squinted again before dawn.
But his body should have been really overdrawn and bleeding a lot, and this squint directly until noon.
When I woke up, I didn't even open my eyes, and I sensed the strong sunlight from noon.
Li Zhuyuan opened his eyes, looked at the carvings above the bed, and even carefully distinguished the various patterns on it.
In the end, there is no way to avoid it, so I can only choose to face reality.
He turned his head sideways and looked at the door.
The girl sat on a chair.
She wore a light green skirt today, bringing a sense of dignity and rejuvenation.
It's nice to be able to see her feel when you open your eyes every day.
No need to say too many words or make unnecessary expressions, just one glance can make your body and mind happy.
Li Zhuyuan got out of bed, walked to the snack cabinet, took out three bottles of Jianlibao, which was still the old rule, and handed the girl two bottles, one of which helped her open it. In fact, boys don't like to drink sweet soda in the morning, but girls like to clink glasses with him.
After the girl took a sip, she put down Jianlibao, reached out to hold Li Zhuiyuan's right hand, and opened it again.
At this time, the burn marks on the palms of his palms had dimmed, but the blood stains from the five nails around him were still clear.
The girl ignored the wound she had caused and rubbed her index finger on the burn mark on her palm.
"Don't worry, I won't have another time."
After that phone call, in his heart, he no longer used the name of mother.
He didn't want to think about whether that night was Li Lan's last hysteria, or the last twisted warmth when the illness attacked, and he was tired.
She said that she was not the son she wanted, but she was not the mother she wanted.
Indeed, two people who are mentally ill, but both want to ask for true love and support from each other, don't they torture each other in the end?
The boy had already decided to take off his mask when facing Li Lan.
When you actually have nothing, you subconsciously cherish everything you can grasp in your hands, and now, he is willing to throw it away.
The girl looked at the boy and spread her right hand.
On the palm of the hand, there were five clear nail piercing marks, and the wound had also scabbed.
This means that after she pinched herself that night, she also pinched herself.
Li Chaiyuan's eyes were lowered, he grabbed the girl's hand, and said in a deep voice: "You won't have a next time."
The girl nodded.
Li Chaiyuan stroked the wound on the girl's palm with his fingers, he knew that it was inappropriate to describe the two of them as "two little guessing", "childhood sweethearts", "playmates", "partners" and the so-called affection and affection involving adults.
Because he and she are both gamblers.
It is precisely because he has experienced the feeling of winning that after losing, he will be unwilling and choose to sit at the gambling table again.
In essence, you still can't afford to lose.
They all want to be a normal person, but they are not reconciled, so he will go to her, so she will come back.
Li Chaiyuan felt that Li Lan should hate this way of thinking of her very much, but it didn't matter, because Ah Li didn't care either.
Sometimes habitually thinking things too simply and directly can seem indifferent and ruthless, but many people who are struggling with each other often think too much.
The two of them held hands and went down the stairs.
Ah Li was very happy, Li Chaiyuan could sense the little hand in her palm shaking, especially when she was turning the stairs, she seemed to want to stand on tiptoe and turn around.
On the dam, Liu Yumei wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.
She was anxious that the boy said that, and she was even more worried that her granddaughter would not react at all, so she turned around and went back to the house...... Wake up with your eyes open.
However, the granddaughter soon closed her eyes and went to sleep again.
Liu Yumei felt more and more that she was old and didn't understand the thoughts of young people, thinking that when her grandfather pursued her, it was so vigorous that both the Qin and Liu families were almost on fire.
Who would have thought that this generation of young people would become so subtle.
But no matter what, the granddaughter got better again, this time, she didn't want anything to go wrong, hoping that the condition would not be repeated until the granddaughter recovered.
Well, didn't he want to do that rune carving, so in the afternoon she personally took an axe to split all the tablets at home and sent them to push the wooden flower rolls.
Perhaps because the joy was too strong, Liu Yumei did not deeply doubt how the boy managed to lead him to death.
Of course, it may also be that she had doubted it long ago, but she didn't want to pay attention to it at all, to put it bluntly, if it weren't for the impact of the backlash of good luck, even if the boy went to kill and set fire now, she would choose to secretly help him destroy the corpse behind his back.
Because she has already tasted the taste, the key to her granddaughter's recovery lies in the boy.
This is not to say that Li Sanjiang's good luck is useless, it is precisely because they live in Li Sanjiang's house that they can meet this boy.
Li Sanjiang came down for breakfast, and when he saw the two children sitting together again, he immediately sighed:
"Sure enough, the feelings between children are pure."
He looked up again at Liu Yumei wiping her tears in the distance, and couldn't help but snort softly:
"You continue to stop it, old woman of the philistine."
Li Sanjiang's impression of Liu Yumei has always been not very good, because he doesn't like the down-and-out landlord class young grandmother's posture on Liu Yumei, after all, he Li Sanjiang has also contributed to liberation!
After breakfast, Li Chaiyuan went to the workshop he had built to take a look, and the various tools and materials inside had been placed.
Li Chaiyuan left Runsheng in the workshop and let him start working, all of which were the processing and preparation of some initial materials, which were not difficult, but a bit time-consuming and laborious.
Runsheng worked very hard, because this was creating a new set of equipment for him.
According to the characteristics of Runsheng's great strength, Li Chaiyuan will change the materials and dimensions of the utensils, which means that Runsheng's raw materials are processed in a larger amount.
In short, throughout the whole day, except for going out to eat at noon, Runsheng did not leave the workshop and stopped watching TV.
After Li Chaiyuan changed the new set of drawings early, he sat on the terrace and read.
This time, he didn't have to force the progress to rush, he was already afraid of the feeling of overdraft, and if he did this a few more times, let alone face death in the future, he would have to face death first.
So it's not so much about reading a book, it's more about relaxing and soothing.
Sitting next to Qin Li, holding "Qin's Observation of the Jiao Method" in her hand, Grandma Liu downstairs looked up with a smile while drinking tea.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was not the right time, at least I had to let myself sweep all the books worth reading in the basement first, what if there were other inheritances of the Qin and Liu families?
In the afternoon, Li Chaiyuan put down his book, played several games of chess with Qin Li, and went to the first floor with her, watching TV while opening pairs of snacks and drinks.
Anyway, the TV boss is not there, so I want to watch it for as long as I want.
Even just watching TV would be boring, Li Chaiyuan thought about whether to take Qin Li to the cinema to watch a movie, now the cinema is basically empty except for holidays, and there is no need to worry about Qin Li contacting strangers.
Li Sanjiang went out after lunch, and when he came back, he saw that Li Zhuiyuan was not studying, not only was he not angry but very happy, he felt very good, Xiao Yuanhou had gradually recovered from the blow of losing his household registration.
After he greeted Li Sanjiang, he easily picked up Li Chaiyuan into the car, then restarted the motorcycle, and smoothly went down the dam with a turn.
Tan Yunlong's motorcycle drove even wilder than Uncle Qin, fortunately, this time Li Chaiyuan had a helmet.
When he arrived at the family building of the police station, Tan Yunlong led the boy to the third floor, opened the door, and came out of the kitchen of a middle-aged woman wearing an apron, dressed plainly and generously, very friendly.
"This is Xiaoyuan, right?"
"Hello auntie."
"Okay, be good, call me Aunt Zheng."
Tan Yunlong asked: "Where is Binbin?"
"Binbin is doing his homework in the room."
Tan Yunlong opened the door of his son's room, and in front of the desk, a tall high school student wearing a school uniform was immersed in his homework.
Tan Yunlong walked to the desk and put his hand on the desk.
Tan Wenbin's posture was a little deformed.
Immediately, Tan Yunlong opened his son's stationery box and took out a Tetris game console from it, and the game screen was still paused.
Tan Wenbin lowered his head and did not dare to look at his father.
Maybe because there were outsiders present, Tan Yunlong didn't get angry, but took out a handful of jelly from his pocket and put it on his son's table, then divided it into two and handed them to Li Chaiyuan.
Li Chaiyuan silently tore open a jelly and put it in his mouth, he knew that the relationship between father and son must be very ordinary, maybe Tan Wenbin liked to eat jelly when he was a child, but how could a father continue to send jelly to his son in his third year of high school?
Although Tan Wenbin gave face and ate one, it looked more like a father-son warmth.
When Li Chaiyuan saw this scene, he sighed in his heart, even if he was acting, he still had warmth in his bones, unlike himself and Li Lan, who had no feelings, all acting skills.
"This is Xiaoyuan, Li Chaiyuan. Xiaoyuan, this is my son I told you, Tan Wenbin, you call him Binbin."
"Hello, Xiaoyuan."
"Hello, Brother Binbin."
"Come, find a blank paper for Xiaoyuan to do."
"What, make it for him?"
"Yes."
"Oh, then this one." Tan Wenbin pulled out a mathematical sheet from a stack of blank papers.
The entire third year of high school is actually reviewed and reviewed round by round.
"Well, now, come out with me."
"Dad......
"Come out." As Tan Yunlong walked out, he began to untie his belt.
Tan Wenbin looked bitter and followed out.
Then, the door of the next room was closed, and Li Chaseyuan heard several screams, mixed with reprimands from Tan Yunlong:
"I don't care about fighting, you dare to steal your mother's money to buy a game console, how I usually educate you, my academic performance almost doesn't matter, but you can't go astray as a person, do you want me to arrest you in prison with my own hands in the future!"
However, Tan Yunlong whipped a few times, and then began oral education.
Halfway through, Aunt Zheng came to knock on the door several times, but to no avail.
Two hours later, the father and son walked out.
Aunt Zheng complained: "There are still guests at home, don't you want to eat, do you want Xiaoyuan to be hungry?"
"I forgot." Tan Yunlong glanced at his son, "Don't blame this unsatisfactory thing."
Before the father and son came in, he hid the comic book under the sheets and was not seen by Tan Yunlong.
Although Tan Wenbin was no longer crying, his neck was still shrugging and looking pitiful.
Tan Yunlong patted the back of his son's head: "Go and see how the paper Xiaoyuan made."
Tan Wenbin walked to the desk, opened the math paper up and down, and found that he had answered it all.
"How are you doing, are you doing everything right?" Tan Yunlong urged, "Let me ask you."
"I don't have an answer...... I don't know."
Tam Yunlong: "......"
Tan Wenbin flipped through the scroll below and exclaimed: "It's all written!"
This stack of papers was sent out by the teachers in advance, and the students were required to do it at home according to the progress, which included not only mathematics but also many subjects.
Tan Wenbin found that except for the composition of the Chinese paper, all the questions in the paper were answered.
He tried to choose some simple questions that he could do, and found that the answers were consistent with those written by the boy.
Leaving aside other problems, it can at least rule out the possibility that the boy is just writing blindly.
"What the hell is going on, I'm following you here to lose face."
"Dad, these, these, are all right."
"What about the others?"
"I have to do it slowly to know, but from the perspective of the problem-solving method and process, he should be able to do it, if you want the right answer, I can go to the teacher tomorrow."
"In this way, you find out the papers you have written and examined before, choose the most difficult questions, copy them down, and let Xiaoyuan do it."
"Oh, okay."
Tan Yunlong now wants to confirm whether the boy really has the level of a high school student, otherwise he will go to the school and tell the school that he wants to skip a grade.
Tan Wenbin copied a question in his notebook, then put it aside and said to the boy: "Xiaoyuan, you do this first."
"Okay."
Li Chaiyuan stood at the table and picked up the pen.
When the second question was finished, he turned his head and found that the boy had already put down his pen and was waiting for him.
"So fast?"
Tan Wenbin took the notebook and answered correctly.
Then, he saw Li Chaiyuan "hesitatingly" making the question he had just copied.
The answer is correct.
This is a difficult question, and during the exam, only two people in the class made it.
Li Chaiyuan suggested: "Brother Binbin, you can read the topic directly, hurry up like this."
Tan Yunlong nodded and said: "You read!"
Tan Wenbin picked up a math paper and started reading from the multiple-choice questions.
Soon, in addition to the geometry questions that needed to look at the graphics, Tan Wenbin read the entire paper questions, and then the boy directly reported the answers every time.
Putting down the paper, Tan Wenbin was stupid.
He usually admires the top students in the class, and when discussing learning in front of them, he always feels pressure and gaps, but in front of this boy, he doesn't feel pressured because he is directly crushed.
"All right?" Tan Yunlong asked.
"Well, Brother Xiaoyuan is right."
Tan Yunlong seemed to have picked up a treasure, and directly grabbed Li Chaiyuan's arm and turned it in a circle:
"Hahaha, what a prodigy, what a prodigy!"
Parents always have a serious filter on smart children with good academic performance, and parents who have candidates at home are even more exaggerated.
Finally, after the excitement, he let Li Chase Yuan go.
Li Chaiyuan stretched out his hand to his forehead, and he was a little dizzy just now.
"Xiaoyuan, I have inquired, the official admission procedures can only be done when school starts, and you have to call someone from the Education Bureau to go to school together. But Binbin and the others are also in class during the summer vacation of high school, we can go to the school to take the test first, and then go through the procedures, so that you can go to class together in class, what do you think?"
Li Zhuyuan shook his head: "Uncle Tan, I want to spend the summer vacation."
"Okay, it's only the end of July, and there is still a month left during the summer vacation.
"Thank you, Uncle Tan."
"No thanks." Saying that, Tan Yunlong slapped his son on the head again, "Look at others, and then look at you!"
Tan Wenbin had not completely recovered from the previous shock, and subconsciously asked back:
"Why don't you ask your parents what their education is and what they do?"
"Snap!"
This slap is heavier than the last time.
"Let me tell you, you and Xiaoyuan will be classmates in the future, you learn more from Xiaoyuan, in addition, he is young after all, you are responsible for taking care of him in life."
"Okay."
Tan Yunlong nodded, his son was not stupid enough to come home.
Although you keep saying that your child's grades are not the first, which parent doesn't want their children's grades to be good when their brains are flooded?
The boy's performance of directly reporting the correct answer to the question before did shock him, an old policeman, such a child, as long as his son can get together with him every day, even if it is a pig, he should be a little fairy, right?
"Zheng Fang, Zheng Fang!"
Tan Yunlong walked out of the room, he couldn't wait to go to the kitchen to share what he had just seen with his wife, he believed that his wife would only be more excited than himself, and at the same time he had to remind his wife to add a few more dishes quickly, whether he finished eating or not, the important thing was to be grand.
In the room, Li Chaiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, Tan Wenbin sat on a chair, one adult and one small, facing each other.
"Brother Xiaoyuan?"
"Brother Binbin, don't do this, just call me Xiaoyuan or Yuanzi."
"Brother Xiaoyuan, what do you usually do at home?"
"Read a book."
"Do you just keep reading?" This answer made Tan Wenbin a little discouraged, but he still continued to ask, "What else do you like to do besides reading?"
"Kill me."
(End of this chapter)