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Every year when I come back, Mu Changqing will notify me to bring gifts to my family.

On the sofa, Lin Xiaoshu sat in Mu Changqing's arms in a brain pad posture, asking his aunt to tie her hair, using a colored rubber band.

"Auntie, your gift this time is so ordinary, it doesn't fit your style."

"I don't dare this year, otherwise I will have a blacklist for Shanghai's detention."

But even so, these colorful rubber bands are very unique, and the very popular Morandi color system is widened to highlight the texture and looks very high-end.

Looking in the mirror, Lin Xiaoshu felt so beautiful.

But the aunt in the mirror had a little red eyes.

"Auntie, did you rape you in the kitchen just now?"

Lin Xiaoshu asked worriedly, it must be the very fierce type, otherwise my aunt would not cry easily if she was so thick-skinned.

"No, my aunt cried with joy."

Mu Changqing rubbed his eyes and looked around the house.

Brand new TV, brand new refrigerator, brand new washing machine, brand new sweeping robot...

Adding this to the same piece is definitely not enough to save up on the living expenses she sends every month.

It is rare for high school students to earn so many good things when they work part-time.

"I'm so shocked. I haven't seen each other for only a year. Xiaoxian has become so capable. His words sound more mature than before..."

And he grew taller and stronger, and his lower abdomen became strong...

Mu Changqing thought quietly, and then felt a little embarrassed.

My aunt actually thought about her nephew's abdominal muscles, which sounded so inappropriate.

"I'm out."

After washing the dishes, Lin Xiaoxian took off his apron and changed into a coat, and put on his backpack.

I had an agreement with my deskmate before that I would have fun together during the holidays.

"Where are you going? When I returned to China, you don't want to go shopping with me or something?"

"I still need someone to accompany you when I'm old..."

"I am eighteen! You are not allowed to deny it! Hum╭╮!"

Lin Xiaoxian's facial features were twisted and his shoulders shook, showing extreme stinginess for Mu Changqing's behavior of pretending to be tender.

He looked at the outdoor temperature on his phone and put on a scarf:

"If you want to go shopping, let Xiaoshu accompany you, but be careful. There are many people everywhere on New Year's Day, so go home early."

"Yeah, I'll be back before 2 o'clock."

"afternoon?"

"Early morning~"

"Mu Changqing!"

Lin Xiaoxian acted to hit her, and Mu Changqing stood up and faced her head without fear. The two big rabbits jumped around, very lively, and even seemed to pop up a faint frankincense. Lin Xiaoxian's face turned dark:

"I said, are you..."

"It's time to go down the dining table...and it's so hot that it's uncomfortable, so I took it off..."

Although my nephew's eyes were strict, they were straight and Mu Changqing would be embarrassed, so he tightened his coat and covered it up:

"What do you think? I don't learn well at a young age."

"Haha, if you have the ability, don't wear it when you go out."

Lin Xiaoxian didn't want to talk about her anymore, and she secretly whispered "Little Wave Hoof" in her heart. Then she went out and felt uneasy after walking half a staircase. She always felt like she had stood up with Flag.

So Lin Xiaoxian returned, opened the door, pointed the key at Mu Changqing's nose and warned:

"To be honest, you must put it on when you go out! Also, I'll go home before 12 o'clock, do you know if you know!"

Mu Changqing said he knew, and said it three times, and finally swears that Lin Xiaoxian would go out again.

"It's really... it's different from home. Who do you think of my aunt as..."

Mu Changqing complained in a low voice, then asked Lin Xiaoshu to dress up, and he also tinkered in his suitcase.

An hour later, Lin Xiaoshu packed up and Mu Changqing packed up too.

Simple jeans, sweaters and windbreakers are enough to make those gym celebrities who have been p-picking for a day feel ashamed of themselves.

Then put on your favorite large retro sunglasses.

"Xiaoshu, how about it?"

"Great."

Lin Xiaoshu looked at his aunt's equipment. Although there was no problem and she put on her underwear well, she always felt that it was strange.

Finally, when he was about to go out, Lin Xiaoshu realized the strangeness and pointed to a strap around his aunt's waist and a strange thing like a wallet:

"Auntie, what is this?"

"This? Uh...I don't know the specific model, but the recoil is very small, suitable for girls~ In short, with it, we don't have to be afraid of walking at night, and Xiaoxian won't worry anymore~"

“( ̄---- ̄*)”

Lin Xiaoshu swallowed and felt sweaty on his forehead.

Don't dare to agree?

What about the agreed customs blacklist?

Lin Xiaoshu sighed, there is no way, this thing is too terrible, maybe it can only be done when my brother comes back...

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On New Year's Day, the festive atmosphere is even worse than Christmas.

It's understandable.

New Year's Day on January 1 is the "World New Year's Day".

The domestic New Year's Day should be the first day of the first lunar month.

But this does not affect students' holiday mood.

Because this year, half of the primary and secondary schools in Chengdu will have three-day holidays on New Year's Day.

All of this is attributed to the new "burden reduction pilot order" of the Education Bureau.

To be honest, Lin Xiaoxian does not support or opposes the burden reduction. The lessons of the island countries and the US empire are there. The so-called "happy education" has been proved to be somewhat unreliable.

I recall the most popular time, this concept was regarded as "advanced" and "humanized" by countless public intellectuals and experts.

However, time proves that imported products can never withstand brainless advocacy and superstition.

Of course, objectively speaking, is the pressure on domestic students really too heavy?

Lin Xiaoxian is not an expert professor and dare not assert.

But in his opinion, at least under the current intensity of compulsory education, going to school is still much more fun than going to work.

......

Dingling--

The phone rang out suddenly, and Lin Xiaoxian took out his cell phone. On the screen was a photo of a girl sleeping on the desk. She slept very sweetly, just like hers.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Lin Xiaoxian, I'm Su Yuan."

Lin Xiaoxian laughed:

"It's not the first time I've called, of course I know who you are."

"Yeah, it seems to be ha..."

Su Yuan on the other end of the phone seemed to be nervous absent-mindedly, and his words were a little silly:

"Then have you arrived? If you arrive, come and pick me up?"

"Check you? Where are you?"

"I'm here at the entrance of the IFS Office Building A..."

Lin Xiaoxian looked up and saw that he was just at the B entrance and walked through the shopping mall on the first floor.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiaoxian walked towards Su Yuan, and then he probably knew why his deskmate asked someone to answer.

The 35,000-plus Hanfu fully interprets the importance of workmanship, but the elegant shape and color show an extremely eye-catching texture and grade in the sky.

The tailoring perfectly fits her delicate figure, her hairstyle is clean and elegant, and her makeup is simple and light. Her deskmate clenched her fists uneasily and looked around slightly nervously, like a young princess who sneaked out of the deep palace in a movie and TV series.

"Lin Xiaoxian!"
To be continued...
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