Back to modern times, Her Majesty the Queen and I are both laid off

Chapter 42
"Oh, you are so brave, but you can still pull off such a face."

The words sounded like a sarcasm, but the tone was somewhat offbeat and gratifying. He knew his son better than his father. With Lin Xuemin's understanding of his son, he would never be able to do such a thing as setting up a street stall.

If he can't cross the threshold and save his face, he will feel embarrassed.

But I just ran to put it away. In the more than a month since I moved out, I have made great progress.

"How's business?"

"Alright."

Lin Xuemin pondered for a while and said: "But after all, your matter is not a long-term solution. The country's policies have been changing. During this period, the street stall economic policy has not been passed. Now you can deal with it, but you will always deal with it in the future. Go down?"

"No, I just want to show off first, and then look for a job while showing off, and then stop showing off when I find a job."

"Is it easy to find a job?"

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"It's hard to find, isn't it?"

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"If you can find a job, you won't run out to set up a street stall, right?"

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Facing Lin Xuemin's questions one after another, Lin Luo could only keep silent and remain silent. He knew that this was the old man trying to persuade him to take the exam again.

When he filled out his application form four years ago, he chose the unpopular history major, but his father, who always loved planning his life path, didn't object much and actually supported it.

At first he was a little confused and excited about it, but after graduating from college, the old man made it clear and asked him to take the exam.

Only then did he understand that it didn't matter what major he majored in, as long as he could take the exam.

In particular, it is difficult to find a job after graduating from this history major. What should I do if I can't find a job? I can only follow his arrangement and take the exam.

This calculation is very precise.

"When the injury on your head heals in a few days, you can go home and live, and I'll give it to you."

Before Lin Xuemin could finish speaking, Lin Luo interrupted, "Dad, I don't want to take the exam."

Hearing this, Lin Xuemin frowned, but he still said calmly: "It's okay if you don't take the exam. Then you can take the teaching qualification exam and become a teacher."

"I don't want to be a teacher either."

"Then you want to"

Lin Xuemin's face darkened, and his tone suddenly rose. He was about to have an attack, but when he noticed that Jiang Li was sitting outside, he held it back and lowered his tone, "Then what do you want to do?"

Lin Luo was silent for a while, "I haven't thought about it yet."

A plate of sliced ​​cured beef, a pot of stewed fish, and heated fermented glutinous rice wine.

The three of them sat around the coffee table and had dinner. Lin Luo scooped three bowls of rice wine from the pot, first placed one bowl in front of the old man, passed the second bowl to Jiang Li, and kept the last bowl for himself. .

Lin Xuemin had a calm face, Jiang Li was silent, and Lin Luo was like a suspect who had done something wrong, lowering his head and saying nothing.

In his more than 20 years of life, except for those vague and unforgettable memories of his childhood, he and Lin Xuemin had never had much trouble with each other as a teenager or even as a young man.

He resisted all Lin Xuemin's attempts to interfere in his life, and Lin Xuemin was angry with him for his rebellious nature.

Whether now or ever.Lin Luo knew very well that this was Lin Xuemin, as a father, helping him to embark on a smoother path based on his life experience.

But this made him unwilling to accept those various tutoring classes, Mathematical Olympiad, calligraphy, Go...

Taking up almost all of his childhood play time, Lin Xuemin would add contact information to each of his class teachers to keep an eye on his situation at school.

Even if he obviously couldn't reach that score, Lin Xuemin would still use his connections to go through the back door and send him to the so-called experimental school, a key school.

Very suffocating.

Such a planned life made him develop a rebellious mentality, making him want to break out of this barrier, resist Lin Xuemin's arrangements, and make his own decisions.

But after spending more than ten years in Daqi, and now returning to modern times, he once again faced his father's arrangements, and he actually didn't feel any resistance.

But, what would the emperor do if he moved back home to take the exam for teaching?
For a moment, Lin Luo couldn't tell whether it was his rebellious heart that was at work, or whether he was simply pulling Jiang Li out as a target and as an excuse.

He used this excuse to tell himself that he couldn't go or move back home. If he left, Jiang Li would have no choice but to enter those nursing homes and asylums and keep company with a group of mentally ill people.

The atmosphere of the meal was depressing. Lin Xuemin put down his bowls and chopsticks and picked up his briefcase, "Since you have someone sharing the house, I'll go out and find a hotel." Lin Luo turned to look at Jiang Li and said, "Dad, you Don’t leave, sleep with me tonight.”

"No, I have a meeting tomorrow, I'm afraid your snoring at night will affect me."

"I don't fight"

Just as Lin Luo was about to retort, he swallowed the words in his mouth, then stood up and said, "Then I'll give it to you."

With that said, he followed Lin Xuemin out. The father and son walked one behind the other, silently.

After walking out of the unit door, Lin Xuemin took out his mobile phone and operated it for a while, and finally said his first sentence, "I'll transfer five thousand to you. Please remember to accept it later."

Lin Luo was stunned and smiled nonchalantly: "Why are you transferring money to me? I'm not short of money."

"You were born to me, and I still don't know what your virtues are. If you weren't so poor that you had nothing to eat, how could you show such shame and run to set up a street stall?"

Lin Xuemin glanced at him sideways, looked away, paused, and then lowered his voice, "...you have to plan your money, and you have to have enough food and clothing when you are out there. Don't let me, your mother, worry about it."

Lin Luo suddenly felt that his nose was a little sore. He was really not a son who made his parents worry. He opened his mouth and finally said: "Dad, our provincial examination is in February every year, right?"

Lin Xuemin stopped when he heard this and turned to look at him.

Lin Luo continued: "Dad, if I take the exam for editing, can I not go home and live here, but prepare here. When the exam starts, I will go directly to take the exam."

Lin Xuemin frowned, "Do you want to sign up for a public examination class here?"

"No, I plan to take the exam for the establishment of our city's cultural center."

In recent years, more and more people have taken the exam for the establishment. The competition is fierce and the involution is serious. Lin Luo is really not sure about taking the exam. However, applying for the establishment of the cultural center is different. He is confident that he will definitely pass the exam.

Not for anything else, just because when he wrote the essay, he could have given it such a title - "My Father, the Curator"

"Cultural Center? Can you stay there?"

"can."

"Didn't you always say that the cultural center is an activity center for the elderly? I asked you to go, but you said dogs wouldn't go."

"." Lin Luo scratched his head, "I was young and ignorant at that time."

"You said this more than a month ago."

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Lin Luo continued to scratch his head. A little over a month was indeed a bit short, but in just over a month, he had been a eunuch for more than ten years.

Who could have imagined this?

In the past, he didn't want to live a stable life where he could see the whole world at a glance. He always wanted to live a life of ups and downs, such as digging a grave.

After experiencing all kinds of ups and downs in Daqi, including open and covert attacks, he just wants to be safe and sound.

The cultural center is great, with five insurances and one housing fund, as well as various welfare subsidies during the New Year and holidays. The key is that you have leisure time and don't have to bear any responsibilities.

Seeing that he was still silent, Lin Xuemin raised his head and looked upstairs, then turned to ask: "You don't want to go home to live because of that girl named Jiang Li?"

"It has nothing to do with her."

Lin Luo shook his head and made another excuse: "I want to continue setting up a stall and practice my communication skills. I think this is quite training."

"You can't show it to us?"

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Lin Luo didn't know how to answer this.

Lin Xuemin frowned and looked at him, "Are you sure she is not your girlfriend?"

"No."

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Lin Xuemin stared at him for a while, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he said, "Are you really planning to take the exam to be an editor at our cultural center?"

"Ah."

"." Lin Xuemin was silent for a while, then reached out and raised his hand as if to touch his head, then put it down again and patted his shoulder, "I'm leaving, you go up. Remember to go home when the injury is healed." , your mother talks about you all day long."

(End of this chapter)