Lin Yi ignored his joy and anxiety and urged him, "Hurry up and pack your schoolbag, or you can just throw it away. You won't be using it in the future anyway."

Zhou Mingming shook his head like a rattle: "No, that won't work. They are all useful."

He quickly jumped from the podium to a desk in the last row of the classroom, took his schoolbag off the back of the chair and put it on the table.

Then he carefully took out a comic book from the desk drawer.

A small wooden sword,

A four-wheel drive vehicle,

A transparent box with snails and caterpillars,

a lighter,

A utility knife,

There is also a book called "The Deer and the Cauldron" by Jin Yong.

Lin Yi laughed out loud: "It's really not easy to find something like a book in your drawer!"

Zhou Mingming didn't feel mocked. He even looked a little proud: "I rented them from the bookstall in front of the Cultural Palace. The deposit is thirty yuan per book, and the rent is one yuan a day. I can't let them get damaged."

"Do you recognize all the words on it? Can you understand it?"

Zhou Mingming didn't like it. "Who are you looking down on? I've read "Flying Snow and Shooting White Deer" and "The Laughing Book of the Divine Heroes and the Green Duck."

Lin Yi clapped his hands perfunctorily: "Look how powerful you are, do you know what I mean?"

Zhou Mingming ignored this. He put his schoolbag on his back, picked up a net bag containing a football from under the seat, picked it up in his hand, and said to Lin Yi, "Let's go."

He had no attachment to this place at all. When he heard that he wouldn't have to come here anymore, he almost wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate. When he reached the gate, he even said hello to the security guard: "If there's a letter for me, please keep it for me. I'll have my friends come get it from you later."

The security guard said cheerfully, "Yeah."

The father and son were walking on the path home when they passed by a pastry shop. Lin Yi went in and bought a big cake. The clerk said that it was a customer who had made a reservation but then walked away, so he gave them a 20% discount and the cake cost 120 yuan.

Zhou Mingming was puzzled: "Is today my grandma's birthday again? Didn't she just celebrate it the month before last?"

Lin Yi wanted to let him carry the cake, but seeing him swaying his schoolbag unceremoniously as he walked, he decided not to. He replied, "No one's having a birthday. I told you, let's celebrate."

Zhou Mingming: "What are you celebrating? Celebrating that I got expelled from school?"

"Yes, you've always been reluctant to go to school, haven't you? Now you finally don't have to go anymore, and I don't have to worry about being reported by your teacher every day. Now we're all free, and everyone is happy. Don't you think we should celebrate?"

Zhou Mingming: Hmm, it seems to make some sense, but it also feels weird.

"Then how do I explain this to my mom and grandma?"

Lin Yi gave him a strange look and said, "Why should you explain to them? That's your own business. Besides, your grandma is going to your uncle's house tomorrow and can't take care of you anymore."

Zhou Mingming jumped three feet high: "Really?" The person he was most afraid of in this family was his grandmother.

Although his father had a bad temper and would curse people when he was angry and even hit him when he was mad, he was thick-skinned and had long since adapted to it.

Besides, he was always stopped by teachers and classmates at school, and by his mother at home, so he never suffered any physical pain. His father was just a paper tiger, and he was not afraid as long as his mother was around!

But grandma is different. She would beat even dad if she told her to. And if grandma wants to punish him, not even his mom dares to stop her. So he is usually very restrained in front of grandma.

"Then can you please not tell grandma about my expulsion from school yet?" Zhou Mingming cheerfully discussed with his father, "She's leaving tomorrow anyway, so why should we make things difficult for her?"

Lin Yi laughed and said, Xiaoza, you will soon find that your grandma’s absence is not something you should be thankful for!

The father and son walked home talking and laughing. After Zhou Mingming opened the door with the key, he kicked with his left foot and swung with his right foot, and the two sneakers on his feet flew into the living room.

Lin Yi frowned but said nothing.

Zhou Mingming pointed at the desk in the living room that Lin Yi had moved out of his room earlier and asked, "Why did you move it out?"

But he didn't care. Without waiting for Lin Yi's answer, he walked to the kitchen in his slippers, opened the refrigerator and looked around. Hey, there was nothing delicious, so he shouted outside: "Grandma, I'm hungry!"

Ms. Qiao Chunfeng's door was opened forcefully from the inside. The old lady walked out of the room with a sullen face and tiptoed quickly towards the kitchen.

She pushed Zhou Mingming away from the refrigerator: "He's quite big, but he can't do anything. He's never satisfied with what he eats. He comes home every day with nothing to say."

She imitated Zhou Mingming in a shrill voice: "Grandma, I'm hungry. Grandma, I'm thirsty. Grandma, where's this? Grandma, where's that? I must have done nothing good in my past life to be your grandma. Get out of here."

Zhou Mingming, a young man over 5 feet 4 inches tall, stumbled when he was pushed by the old woman with bound feet. He said flatteringly, "Being your grandson is the blessing I have earned in eight lifetimes! Grandma, I heard you are going to visit my uncle tomorrow. I don't want you to go, so why don't you stay?"

The old lady took out two eggs and a handful of wet noodles from the refrigerator, then glanced at him and said, "Okay, then I'll tell your uncle that I won't be going tomorrow."

Zhou Mingming choked and quickly changed the subject: "Wouldn't it be inappropriate not to go? My uncle has already bought your plane ticket, right? Why don't you go and see them? They miss you too. Just take pity on them and go and see them. Stay for two months and then come back."

Qiao Chunfeng looked as if she had seen through him. She raised her finger and tapped his forehead, then turned on the gas stove and started boiling water to cook noodles.

My daughter-in-law Zhu Cuifang is working the night shift tonight and won't be back until tomorrow morning. There are only three people at home eating, and Mrs. Qiao doesn't want to make things complicated.

Because both of them are good-for-nothings, and they are also the kind that are troublesome.

Not letting them go to bed hungry is the greatest kindness and care that she, as a mother (grandmother), can show them.

Zhou Mingming saw the water boiling and reminded Qiao Chunfeng: "Milk, don't cook too much. My dad bought some cakes, so we should all save some for later."

Qiao Chunfeng glanced suspiciously at the customer's son who was clearing out the trash: "It's not a festival, why buy that thing?"

Zhou Mingming was about to answer when he suddenly saw his father sweeping out of his room with a broom. The pile of garbage on the ground looked a little familiar...

Hey, isn't that the poster on my bedroom wall?

"dad--"