Quick thread: Xiao Qingmei became a millionaire after focusing on tea art

Jinli circled around the little girl. She was still an illusory existence, so her body was extremely light.This dream seemed to be extra long. She looked at her past self without blinking, but she didn't feel bored at all. Instead, she felt a sore feeling stuck in her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe.

The little girl's expression was so smart and clear, it was easy to guess what she was thinking.

Clean and dazzling.

After finishing the housework, the little girl's hands were red again.

She lowered her head and blew.

Then he looked around the small home again, with pride and satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

Mom will definitely praise her when she comes back.

Sometimes people are so strange. They will do many things willingly for the other person's praise, to make the other person happy, and to become someone the other person cares about and cherishes.

Then the little girl started cooking.

Because Mr. and Mrs. Nishikimotohei would not come back until night, the little girl would not eat by herself as soon as school was over.

She doesn’t know how to cook, and her mother doesn’t let her cook.

So every time she would just heat up the leftovers from the morning in the rice cooker.

No new dishes will be cooked in the evening.

I don’t know how long it took, but the rice was cooked for a while.

The light outside had dimmed, and the room was dark again.It makes people feel cold for no reason.

The little girl read the book quietly, silently believing in science to resist the fear in her heart.

The sound of footsteps approaching from far away came again outside the door, and the little girl ran out happily with a smile on her face.

Jinli didn't move, but sighed secretly in his heart, it was already night so soon.

"Dad, Mom, you are back!"

The happy voice of the little girl came from outside the door, which was very healing.Even after a tiring day outside, it's hard not to feel happy when you hear such a cheerful voice.

Jinli's eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes just like the little girl's were raised, and she looked at the door with unknown meaning.

The combination of various emotions makes it difficult to distinguish his expression.

The little girl walked in holding her mother's hand, followed by her father.

Jinli suddenly felt palpitations in her heart. The sudden pain made her blink her eyes. The tears fell down and disappeared silently into nothingness, and the picture in front of her became blurry.

Vaguely, she saw the little girl welcoming her parents in, then running to the cupboard to take out the dishes.

"The rice is ready!"

Qin Lan had just put away the things, and when he heard this, he smiled and praised: "Lili is awesome!"

Seeing Xiao Jinli going to open the rice cooker again, worried that her daughter would be burned, and thinking that she couldn't serve the food, Qin Lan quickly said, "I'll serve the food."

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinli obediently stepped aside.

In fact, she had tried to serve it herself before, but it was too hot. She couldn't stand it any longer and dropped the dish and the bowl to the ground.

Her father scolded her at that time.

My mother didn't say anything, but there was a look of pity in her eyes.

It's a pity that the dish is still good, but it's also a pity that the bowl was broken.

She couldn't help crying at that time.In fact, she didn't want to cry. When the text was taught, the protagonists were brave and should not be depressed when encountering difficulties.But she couldn't help it.The less I wanted to cry, the more violent I cried.

She didn't want to cry at home.

I don’t want to do anything wrong and cause trouble to my parents.

So I'd better wait until I grow up a little and let my mother feel relieved before doing such a thing.

Jinli stopped crying.

It seemed that the sudden emotion just now was really just caused by the sudden throbbing pain.

Apart from the excited little girl, Jinli could clearly see the fatigue in the adults' expressions.

it's wired.

Suddenly looking back on my past in this way.

She is no longer a child.

She no longer regards herself as a complete subject, and no longer relies on her own emotions to judge others' emotions. She can judge other people's emotions so clearly.

It turns out that the past in her memory, which was so warm that she dared not recall it, also had such a clear side.

Memory is vague, and often only the most impressive things can be remembered.

For example, Qin Lan always spoke calmly and gently.

"Eat more Lili. How was the class today? Did you understand what the teacher said?"

The little girl spoke confidently and proudly: "I understand everything."

Nishiki Benping, who has always been taciturn, rarely spoke up when he heard this topic: "Don't be arrogant and complacent if you understand. Remember to review it regularly."

Her daughter is well-behaved, sensible and has good grades. She is one of the few Jin Benping can boast about.

Nishiki Benping always talks like this every time. Although the little girl has heard it countless times, she still replies obediently: "Okay, I understand, Dad!"

Unlike mother and daughter, Jin Benping did not speak Mandarin, but the dialect of his hometown.So the little girl also used dialect when answering him, and used Mandarin when talking to her mother.

This is a bit weird, but the little girl is obviously used to it and can switch between the two languages ​​easily.

Qin Lan used to speak the same dialect in her hometown, but after entering the city, she slowly changed herself.Jin Benping couldn't stand her behavior at first, and the two had a small quarrel over this.

Jin Benping felt that his hometown dialect was his root. Qin Lan only needed to speak Mandarin outside the home, but it was the only way to speak Mandarin at home.

However, Qin Lan feels that the reason why she does not mark the pronunciation now is because she is used to it. When she was a child, her primary school teacher also spoke a dialect, so she is like this. Therefore, for the sake of her daughter, she should work hard to change it and not affect her daughter.

Jin Benping dismissed this and told Qin Lan that Mandarin was taught in schools and they didn’t need to worry about it.Qin Lan is just superfluous.

Xiao Jinli actually didn't care about this.

Since the school required students to speak Mandarin from the beginning, she could see the slogan "Speak Mandarin and be a civilized person" as soon as she entered the school.Only in the past two years has it begun to advocate the protection of dialect culture.

On the contrary, she was a little lucky that she knew both.

Although not all local dialects are known, at least they are known in one place.Others in other places can also vaguely understand it.

It was also at that time that Xiao Jinli vaguely felt that the so-called rules were not static.

It seems more like something that people have agreed upon.

When the external environment changes and people no longer recognize this agreement, the rules can be changed.

What should be immutable should not be the rules, but a person's inner quality.

But she still hadn't thought about this issue so deeply.

All she knew was that she had to study hard and get into a good university so that she could have a good job and give her parents a good future.

This is what the adults told her.

Likewise, she must also strive to make her own contribution to society.Like Lei Feng, we must serve the people wholeheartedly without asking for anything in return.

Dedication is a very sacred word to her.

"Man is inherently dead, either lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."

"No one in life has died since ancient times, and keep a loyal heart to reflect history."

This is what the teacher told her.

She was still so young at that time, thinking that she was wrapped in love, and that as long as she kept working hard, everything would fall into place.

But just like the change from advocating Mandarin to advocating the protection of dialects, she can't change any changes in the external environment.

Naturally, she had no idea that neither of these two wishes came true.

The words she thought were most sacred never shone upon her for a moment.

She had no chance to dedicate anything to her family, nor to thousands of people she had never met.

She was floating in the world, unable to recognize her own appearance at all.