Chapter 90 Human Heart
After Xia Yuanming finished his lecture, he wanted to get up and leave, but He Mingqiu quickly stood up and called him back.

"Sir, please stay."

Xia Yuanming stopped and stood on the spot with several volumes of books in his hands, standing tall and elegant. "Miss San, what's the matter?"

He Mingqiu pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly, as if hesitating.

He frowned in confusion, not knowing why this humble and polite student stopped him suddenly and hesitantly, which was a bit surprising.

"Sir." She took a deep breath and raised her head as if mustering up her courage. "Students want to ask sir, do the ghosts in this world really exist?"

Xia Yuanming was slightly taken aback, but he didn't expect her to ask this question.

He naturally does not believe that there are ghosts in this world.

But he couldn't say it straight. After stroking his beard and pondering for a moment, he smiled meaningfully. "Whether it's true or not, it's up to you."

After he finished speaking, he lifted his foot and left. He Mingqiu stared blankly at his back, half understanding.

**
In the afternoon, the two under the gazebo had a very pleasant time.

Lin Chuqian took advantage of Aunt Liu's favor, ate melons and fruit preserves, and chatted leisurely for a long time under the gazebo.

Sheng'er and He Mingqiu finished class, and they obediently stood beside their respective mothers.

Lin Chuqian couldn't help but lamented that she enjoyed the family happiness ahead of time. She touched Sheng'er's head and asked, "Has Sheng'er been naughty in class recently?"

"No." Sheng Er obediently shook her head, then turned to look at He Mingqiu. "During class, I practice calligraphy quietly on the sidelines. If you don't believe me, you can ask sister Qiu."

Lin Chu looked up with a slight smile, only to see He Mingqiu smiled slightly, nodded generously and said, "Sheng'er is very cute, sir praised him today."

After hearing this, Sheng'er raised her head arrogantly. "That's right, sir praised me for my rapid progress."

Lin Chuqian raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling amused in her heart.

He practiced calligraphy day and night, and it would be a ghost if he didn't improve fast.

"Mister also said that Sheng'er should pay attention to combining work and rest, and remember that haste makes waste." He Mingqiu reminded with a smile.

Sheng'er was not happy about the puckered mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "But I don't think practicing calligraphy will be tiring."

Lin Chuqian raised her hand and patted his drooping head. "Sir, you are right, you should pay more attention."

After she said that, Sheng'er didn't dare to say anything more.

The four of them got along very well in the gazebo. Zhang's mother came over to change the tea twice, and she was all smiles when she saw this situation.

Since Aunt Liu's miscarriage, Mama Zhang hasn't seen Aunt Liu in such a relaxed state for a long time.

"Mother, today I asked my husband a question." He Mingqiu said suddenly. "But I don't understand Mr.'s answer."

Aunt Liu took her hand and asked with a gentle smile, "Don't you understand?"

"I asked sir, does the theory of ghosts really exist?" He Mingqiu pursed his lips, with a seriousness that did not match his age. "My husband answered irrelevantly and said whether it is true or not. I feel at ease."

Aunt Liu was slightly taken aback, a little surprised, she didn't expect He Mingqiu to ask her husband this question.

She turned her head to look at Lin Chuqian, and the two looked at each other with obscure emotions in their eyes.

Seeing her evasive expression, He Mingqiu said again, "Mother, what do you mean sir?"

Aunt Liu was in a bit of a dilemma. She didn't want He Mingqiu to know too much about some things, and it wasn't good for her.

She pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then smiled and shook her head. "Mother also knows half of it."

Lin Chuqian pretended not to hear, lowered her head and touched Sheng'er's head, smiling without saying a word.

"Aunt Bai." He Mingqiu was a little disappointed by Aunt Liu's answer, raised his head and asked Lin Chuqian again. "Can I ask Aunt Bai if she knows what the master is saying?"

Lin Chuqian was a little embarrassed, it was too embarrassing to ask her about such a thing.

She raised her eyes with a sneer, she didn't have the nerve to express that she didn't understand like Aunt Liu, it was too fake.

"Sir, what you mean is that it doesn't matter if the ghost story is true or not." Lin Chuqian twitched the corners of her mouth and said nonsense, "Some things in this world are like this. Believe it or not. The most important thing What matters is how you look at it from your own angle.”

He Mingqiu nodded thoughtfully, with a relieved smile on his face. "Thank you, Aunt Bai, I think that's what Mr. means."

Lin Chuqian smiled, and didn't feel embarrassed to say too much. She lowered her head and touched Sheng'er's head, feeling that she was almost bald.

At this point, it was really embarrassing.

 Starting today, I will work hard to update.Can't be decadent anymore.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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