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Lin Xiaoque returned home.

I didn't speak while eating.

Because the World Championship selection just ended, the team gave everyone a holiday and went home to rest.

Lin Mo and Jiang Ci were naturally at home.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoque seemed to have something to do, Lin Mo couldn't help asking him, after all, he understood his son best.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Are you worried? I'm so depressed."

Jiang Ci glanced at his son lightly and said nothing.

It seems that I don't intend to intervene.

Lin Xiaoque didn't expect his mother to ask him.

After slapping the rice, the sound was normal, "It's okay, mom."

"Look, my son is old now and I don't want to talk to my mother if I have any worries."

Lin Mo said to himself, as if she was disliked by her biological son.

This is Lin Mo's usual provocation method.

Sure enough, the little guy stopped cooking rice, frowned and thoughtful, just like his father.

"Mom, what do you think is a friend?"

It turns out that the little guy has been absent-minded. Was he confused by this question?

Lin Mo held the bowl and said to him in a tempting manner, "In my mother's opinion, you don't have to have many friends, just be sincere."

"Mom thinks that if you are at your age, you can have more playmates, which can allow you to contact classmates more, but if you are older, Mom thinks you want to see if this person is worthy of making friends."

"Then what is worth it, what is not worth it?" Lin Xiaoque asked without understanding. He was a very sincere and well-behaved child.

Of course it was just in front of his mother.

He is very happy to listen to his mother, but on this basis, he also has his own judgment.

Lin Mo bites the chopsticks, Jiang Ci picks up a piece of braised pork and puts it in her bowl.

She didn't pay attention.

Continue to say to Lin Que, "So that, mom thinks, if you are a friend, you will definitely stand up and lend a helping hand to you when you are in a difficult time. Even if he can't do anything, he will be with you. Mom thinks this is good."

"My friends are more expensive, not sophisticated. Son, you should always be careful not to be friends with people with two faces. Mom hates two faces and three faces the most."

There are indeed many duplicit people in this society today.

Maybe in the last second, I was still on the same front as you, but in the next second, I sold you all out.

Lin Mo felt that people like this were not repaid, and the time had not come.

After listening to his mother's words, Lin Xiaoque pondered for a while and nodded.

Dad Jiang, who hadn't spoken, just spoke.

“As long as you are strong enough, you don’t need friends.”

Real poisonous chicken soup.

Lin Xiaoque glanced at Lin's father and muttered in a low voice, "Then why do you still have so many friends..."

Jiang Ci: "Because your father is your father."

Lin Xiaoque: "..."

His dad is really...going crazy.

Lin Mo glared at Jiang Ci. Mr. Jiang wanted to speak but stopped, but he was still afraid of his wife, so...

Said nothing.

the next day.

When Lin Xiaoque returned to school, he saw an apple-scented lollipop as soon as he arrived at the seat.

I don't have to think about who gave it to me.

Lin Xiaoque was in a good mood. He picked up the lollipop, opened it, and put it in his mouth.

He just held it in his mouth for a while, outside, the fat guy ran towards him with his schoolbag intently.

I saw that he was already eating.

He said in surprise, "Hey, Lin Xiaoque, did you really not eat the lollipop from yesterday? Have you kept it for today? Or did you buy it yourself?"

"Isn't this what you put on my desk?"

"No! I just came! Look! The one I hold in my hand is what I plan to give to you!"

Eight                                                                                                                              �
Chapter completed!