Lin Li gave a thumbs-up. That was really out there. Going out to eat was completely fine—there was nothing to criticize.
With a mom like that, Brother Zi'ang must have the time of his life every day.
So Lin Li solemnly said, "Brother Zi'ang, what are Aunt's WeChat and phone number? I'll have my mom block her so they can't hang out anymore."
—Lin Li was starting to worry that the atmosphere in his neighborhood would lead Wu Min astray.
Sigh.
Previously, when Lin Li had read the tale of "Mencius's Mother Moves Three Times," he had scoffed at it, thinking it was making a mountain out of a molehill and meant nothing.
But now, Lin Li had achieved complete enlightenment.
Poor are the hearts of children everywhere.
As children, who among them did not hope their parents would amount to something in the future?
So of course they wanted to provide their parents with the best possible environment to grow in and reduce outside resistance. Even knowing it would only have a minuscule effect, they still spared no effort.
Zeng Zi'ang, hearing this bullshit: "..."
Actually, Lin Li was overthinking it.
Zeng Zi'ang also held deep reverence for the parents who had raised a menace like Lin Li.
Lin Li was afraid his mom would be led astray after hanging out with Zeng Zi'ang's mom. Did Zeng Zi'ang think he was not afraid too?
It was a mutual escape.
Both had deep wariness toward the other's mother in their eyes. Only when their food arrived did they restrain themselves a little and start eating.
Lin Li also had his own principles when eating with someone he was not particularly close to.
He adjusted his eating speed according to the other person's, making sure to finish later than them whenever