"This isn't an ordinary soldier. Ordinary soldiers can't leave the army. This guy goes in and out every day. He must be a leader."
"That family's surname is Lin, so the man should be the leader. That girl is so pretty, she must be from the army's regiment."
The others thought this made sense and nodded.
In the army, if you are so good-looking, your superiors will definitely arrange for you to perform with the group.
Everyone in the village assumed that the newly moved family's surname was Lin, because there were two big words "Lin's House" on the doorplate.
Originally, this courtyard was bought by Lin Qingqing, and Lin Qingqing's military rank was several levels higher than Song Yiyuan's. Naturally, Grandpa Song installed a house plate with the name Lin's house, and the villagers naturally misunderstood.
After lunch, Song Yiyuan went back to the army. He rode a bicycle, which he bought in the 957th Army.
I left the car at home, worried that something might happen to Lin Qingqing.
Lin Qingqing was at home with her child and she got up at two o'clock.
The college entrance examination is coming soon, and she should study hard.
Her goal was Huaqing University. If she didn't pretend to study very hard before the exam, wouldn't it be a problem if she was admitted to such a good university?
So she planned to go to the army in the morning and take care of the children and read books at home in the afternoon.
Lin Qingqing took out a large bag of teaching materials, and Xiuhong walked over and said, "Qingqing, look at you, we are so embarrassed to have to pay for your child's meals. Besides, children of this age tend to sleep most of the time. When the child is asleep, we look for any help we can provide at home, and we lend a hand."
Honghua also joined in: "Haixia's job is mainly to protect you. Xiuhong and I usually clean up the steamed buns and the house when we have time."
When the child is sleeping, Qingqing's mother can sit there and eat melon seeds and chat, but they are embarrassed to do so.
Lin Qingqing understood the personalities of these sisters-in-law.
She nodded: "Okay, Sister Xiuhong, Sister Honghua, we have known each other for more than a day or two. You can do whatever makes you feel comfortable here. I treat you as family."
Xiuhong and Honghua smiled at each other. Qingqing always spoke in a very soothing way.
"Then you can read the book. We won't waste your time."
After they finished talking, they walked away and went about their business.
Lin Qingqing took out the high school textbook and started to read it. Jiang Haixia had taught her all of this before. She took it out and went over it again before preparing to start doing exercises.
She gave the set of exercises and materials given by Tong Yiyong to her brother Lin Zhiqing to look at first. She still had some exercises on hand that she had not started to do.
"Haixia, if you have nothing to do, give me some more exercises. I'll do them at home in the afternoons from now on."
Asking more questions can also help Jiang Haixia strengthen her knowledge points.
Later, she will let Jiang Haixia take the college entrance examination together and go to school with her.
After nearly a year of living together, she has become accustomed to Haixia being around.
"By the way, Haixia, come with me to the train station to pick someone up at five o'clock tomorrow."
"good."
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The next day, when it was still dark, Lin Qingqing got up quietly.
As she put on her clothes, she said, "You stay home with the kids. Haixia and I will take care of it. I've even got a car for you, don't worry."
The man half sat up and watched her put on her clothes and walk out of the room, then he lay down again.
Lin Qingqing walked out and saw that Jiang Haixia had already gotten up and was making breakfast.
She looked down at her watch and saw it was already 4:10.
"Let's eat breakfast on the way." After washing up, she came to the kitchen and said to Jiang Haixia.
At 5:10, they arrived at the train station.
Lin Qingqing brought a group of people to the exit. An old man, who was not tall but had a very straight waist, was looking around with a gray cloth bag in his hand.
He was so anxious that his beard was blown up and his face turned a little red.
The train arrived ten minutes early, and he had been standing there for half an hour.
Lin Qingqing quickly walked over to him and called out respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Lin. I'm ten minutes late. I'm so sorry."
When Mr. Lin heard someone calling him, he turned around and saw that it was the person he was waiting for.
I got even angrier.
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