Lin Luo: My Family Was Especially Poor When I Was Little
Tang Yuehua also looked over with some curiosity. The child she favored most so far had always slept with his mother. Was there some special reason for this?
Feeling the intense gazes around him, Lin Luo lowered his head and spoke:
"Before coming to Heaven Dou, I always slept with my mother because I had to make sure she wouldn't suddenly have convulsions and vomit blood in the middle of the night."
"That's a bit too filial..." Qian Renxue listened to Lin Luo's nonsense with a blank expression.
The moment Lin Luo uttered those words, the entire hall fell silent.
All the mothers and children stared blankly at the little boy with his head down.
His small figure seemed to be filled with an aura of sorrow in an instant.
Everyone knows that Lin Luo was an orphan before he came to Heaven Dou; his mother had passed away long ago.
But it turns out that before his mother passed away, there was a past that would leave both men speechless and women in tears.
Tears suddenly welled up in Xue Fu's large eyes. "Lin Luo, I didn't know you'd been through something like that. You must have felt so helpless back then..."
Lin Luo kept her head down. "I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about this anymore."
Yes, don't even mention it, I want to live a few more years... Qian Renxue thought to herself, her face still expressionless.
Xue Qian frowned slightly. "Damn it... I'm sorry, Lin Luo, I apologize for the remarks I made without knowing the full story. I can now prove that you are an exception, and a real man."
Don't praise me, I'll laugh.
Lin Luo spoke with his head down for two reasons: first, he was afraid he would laugh, and second, he was afraid that Tang Yuehua would see through his lie.
This woman has a really sharp eye.
At this moment, Xiong Chumo slowly walked over, opened her arms, and gently hugged Lin Luo.
After it was all over, Xue Fu ran over with a pained expression and hugged Lin Luo tightly.
Tang Yuehua took a deep breath, raised her hand to gently wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye, and then smiled and said:
"I suddenly noticed two wonderful qualities in the children: compassion and solidarity. Xue Fu and Xiong Chumo gave Lin Luo a hug, but what about the other children?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other children all looked at Lin Luo.
The mothers were all moved to tears.
One child after another came out, opened their arms to Lin Luo, and gave Lin Luo a hug full of love and care.
Lin Luo and Qian Renxue both lowered their heads, standing stiffly in place, as if being punished.
The mother and son were both too ashamed to look at others, and their expressions were on the verge of breaking down.
Oh my god, save me, save me, save me... You don't need to be so overly sympathetic, really!
Lin Luo thought to himself.
Qian Renxue was filled with mixed emotions. She never imagined that witnessing other children being kind to her son would bring her such "beauty," especially since it was all because of her convulsions and vomiting blood...
Should I laugh, or should I laugh, or should I laugh?
The last child, Xue Qian, silently walked up to Lin Luo.
"Lin Luo, I admit I hate you, but that doesn't stop me from admiring you. You are a true man. I, Xue Qian, have never admired many people in my life, but you are one of them."
He opened his arms and hugged Lin Luo.
"Pfft!" Lin Luo suddenly couldn't help but laugh. Realizing his blunder, he quickly squatted down, covered his cheeks with his hands, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry..."
Qian Renxue swallowed hard and glanced at Tang Yuehua silently. She knew her son hadn't been able to hold back, and a bead of cold sweat appeared on his fair forehead.
Yu Luoyi suddenly spoke up, "Lin Luo actually cried! This is the first time I've ever seen Lin Luo cry!"
Xue Qian raised his serious face. "A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken. I understand him."
Tang Yuehua sighed and encouraged them, "Children, let's all shout ' Lin Luo!' for your classmate, okay? Let's help him get through this as soon as possible."
Xue Fu cried, "Lin Luo, hang in there, don't be sad..."
The others looked at Lin Luo, who was crouching on the ground, raised their fists, and shouted in unison, "Lin Luo! Go for it!"
"Lin Luo! Keep it up!"
"Lin Luo! Keep it up!"
The students' clear and powerful voices echoed throughout the hall, and Lin Luo was somewhat flattered by their enthusiasm.
But today was the most painful day for him; he never imagined that suppressing laughter would be such a painful thing.
It was even more painful than tasting a bite of food made by Bo Saixi herself.
Tang Yuehua said, "Let him take a break. Let's start preparing for the next challenge."
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand behind her, and one by one, female servants came out, carrying clean and tidy small-sized clothes, as well as shoes and trousers.
Then, the female servants scattered all their clothes on the ground.
Tang Yuehua then spoke up, "I just asked everyone a few questions, and the children's answers made me feel that you all seem quite independent. But there's a little test coming up."
Lin Luo managed to suppress a laugh and looked up.
Tang Yuehua said, "I believe that children who consider themselves independent already know their own clothing and shoe sizes, right? And they can dress and put on their own clothes and shoes, right? From now on, in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, find your corresponding clothing and shoe sizes, and then put them on smoothly. Mom is not allowed to give any hints. Let's get started."
Upon hearing this short quiz, all the mothers and children fell silent.
The children present were all from wealthy and privileged backgrounds. Even if they didn't sleep with their mothers at home, they almost always had maids in the same room to serve them personally.
When have you ever paid attention to your own clothing and shoe sizes?
Upon waking, all you need to do is open your eyes and spread your arms, and the maid will automatically dress you.
Seeing the children's troubled expressions, Tang Yuehua silently curled the corners of her lips.
She turned and instructed the servants to begin lighting incense.
The next moment, two children walked forward first; they were Xiong Chumo and Lin Luo.
Lin Luo went straight to pick out clothes, pants, and shoes.
Qian Renxue looked quite pleased with herself. Fortunately, she and her son had special status, so no maids were assigned to serve them in the palace. Besides, she had already taught her son these skills.
Therefore, this little test was no problem for Lin Luo.
Xiong Chumo didn't pick out any clothes; she simply walked up to Tang Yuehua and said, "Auntie, no need to look around, they definitely don't have my size."
Tang Yuehua almost spat out her tea.
Yes, she then realized that the six-year-old child's size was too abnormal; he was definitely not his size.
"Fine, you can just pass."
Tang Yuehua said.
She had a decent impression of Xiong Chumo; his mother had passed away early, so he must be an independent child.
The other children gradually came up and began to squat down to pick out clothes.
At this moment, Lin Luo had already chosen his clothes, pants, and shoes, and walked up to Qian Renxue.
He began to put them on one by one, his movements very practiced. Tang Yuehua watched with a smile, while instructing her servants to record the process.
After picking out a few clothes she liked, Xue Fu returned to her mother's side and began taking off her dress, oblivious to everyone else.
Mama Fu was startled and quickly covered her daughter's bottom, saying, "You don't need to take them off, silly girl!"
P. S. There will be another chapter at midnight, updated before 2 AM. Starting tomorrow, the update time will consistently return to midnight.
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