Chapter 37

Chapter 37

These past few days, Li Zhuiyuan's main activity was reading.

He ignored the hints, both subtle and explicit, from Liu Nainai. He didn't disturb A Li, nor did he think about trying to get close to her again to explain himself.

Because he knew that a one-sided, persistent entanglement was just a meaningless act of self-pity.

A Li returned to her room and sealed herself off again.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew how to call her out again.

Last time, the girl came out because the cat-faced old lady entered the house. So, what he needed to do was simply recreate that scene.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't know if the cat-faced old lady had dissipated, but even if the Niu family of three were still alive, they were probably gasping for breath from the children's filial piety.

The malevolence on the black cat's body had likely dissipated for the most part, and its potency might not be enough.

Moreover, even if he found it, it probably wouldn't dare to come, afraid of encountering a zombie again in the room.

But these *silu* weren't like roadside cabbages that you could stumble upon inadvertently. Actively seeking them out was quite difficult.

Thinking it over, only the little yellow oriole was left.

Firstly, she lived nearby.

Carrying the bell and incense burner, it was just a short walk to her home. He couldn't possibly go outside and catch one, then have Runsheng carry it back on his tricycle.

Secondly, they had cooperated before.

Lastly, and most importantly, Li Zhuiyuan clearly remembered that when the little yellow oriole led the big-bearded father and son into the pond, there was no black gas rising from her body like with the cat-faced old lady and the *silu* named Zhou Taisui.

Although he didn't know why, this also meant that the little yellow oriole was very likely still there, and she hadn't dissipated yet.

Now, the scene was successfully recreated.

The arrival of the little yellow oriole successfully attracted A Li's attention. A Li came out, coming into the dream. Li Zhuiyuan finally 'saw' her again.

However, after apologizing, the boy was silent.

He didn't want to explain the impact of Li Lan's phone call on himself. He also didn't want to elaborate on his own illness. And he certainly wouldn't say that he also needed comfort and support, that they could help each other.

If these words were useful to A Li, then Liu Yumei, as A Li's own grandmother, would have spoken them countless times already.

Redundant explanations served only to be redundant.

He only needed to express one attitude: his balcony was open again, and he hoped she could come out and take a look again.

"I have what you need, and I also need to be in your eyes again."

Mutual need was the most stable bond in interpersonal relationships.

The boy and girl just stood there in mutual silence.

Behind them, the little yellow oriole still maintained her posture with arms half-raised. She was brought here today mainly to act as a telephone line.

Moreover, because of her presence, gusts of *yin* wind could blow and low wails could be heard nearby, preventing the environment and atmosphere from being too simple.

After a long time, A Li turned around and walked into the room.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't call out to stop her, nor did he chase after her demanding a clear answer. He just lifted his head, looking at the night sky with some dislike, anticipating the dawn.

However, before dawn, he still had to send the person he had invited back.

Li Zhuiyuan walked back to the front of the little yellow oriole, bent down, picked up the incense burner and bell, then turned around and slowly paced backward until that pair of icy cold and wet hands completely fit onto his shoulders again.

Closing his eyes, he tried hard to imagine that he was now at the bottom of the water, his body continuously floating upward, upward, upward, and upward...

At the same time his head broke through the water surface, Li Zhuiyuan reopened his eyes.

He turned back and saw Runsheng standing by the dam, holding a Seven-Star Hook in his left hand and a Yellow River Shovel in his right, maintaining his vigilance.

Returning to reality, the *zou yin* was over.

Li Sanjiang, who was snoring and sleeping soundly in the room from drinking too much wine tonight, would never have imagined that he had worked hard many times to arrange the *zhuan yun* ritual, only to cut off the dark side on Xiao Yuan's body and let him live a normal life.

As a result, the boy had gradually explored the rules of *zou yin* through one practice after another.

"Dinglingling... Dinglingling..."

The bell shook. Li Zhuiyuan turned his body, and the *qipao* figure behind him also turned, supported by his shoulders.

Runsheng rubbed the back of his head with the back of the Yellow River Shovel.

He was a bit confused about why Xiao Yuan brought the *silu* out of the water and then back again late at night. However, he wouldn't think too deeply about things he didn't understand. Anyway, Xiao Yuan would tell him what he wanted to do.

There were no people around at midnight, so Li Zhuiyuan smoothly brought the little yellow oriole back to the pond in front of Big Beard's house.

"Hmm?"

Earlier, when he led the little yellow oriole out of the pond, Li Zhuiyuan had his back to the fish pond. Now that he was back, the little yellow oriole was still behind him and hadn't gone down.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan could re-examine the original appearance of this fish pond, which was temporarily free from the influence of the little yellow oriole.

He hadn't not been here before, but at that time, he hadn't read *Liu Clan Wang Qi Jue*. At that time, he was like a child who didn't know how to read, visiting ancient sites and scenic spots, basically not understanding what was written on the stone tablets.

Now, he noticed something was wrong.

The little yellow oriole was clearly not inside, but the *fengshui qi* within this fish pond was even more *yin* and stagnant than when he came.

If it became clearer, it would be understandable. The reverse meant that there was something even more special hidden deep within this fish pond, and the little yellow oriole on top was actually acting as a cover for it.

Could it be that this was the reason why the little yellow oriole showed no sign of dissipating after completing her revenge?

"Dinglingling... Dinglingling..."

Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to put down the candle and send the little yellow oriole down. Instead, he walked slowly along the edge of the fish pond with the little yellow oriole. He wanted to try and see if he could discern the true mystery inside the fish pond.

However, as he walked, Li Zhuiyuan didn't gain any more insight. Instead, the little yellow oriole behind him gradually showed signs of instability.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that it was because he had kept her up for too long.

The two hands that were originally supporting his shoulders had changed to grasping, and the strength was getting bigger and bigger. The wet, cold sensation had soaked Li Zhuiyuan's entire body.

For a time, Li Zhuiyuan's mind was also disturbed, and even the state of *wang qi* was difficult to maintain, becoming stuttered, like the unintelligible characters he read in *Liu Clan Wang Qi Jue* after being interrupted.

However, at this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Li Zhuiyuan's mind.

He raised his hand and tried to observe the *fengshui qi* of the fish pond again according to the feeling he had when reading those scribbled characters.

Under this twisted and irregular fluctuation, several details that he had not seen before actually appeared.

【Tai Yin Fishing, Lonely Pond Reflecting the Moon, Beneficial for Burying a Noblewoman, Accumulating and Leading Fortune.】

This was a superior water burial site. If a noblewoman of the family was buried here, it could protect and nourish the descendants' fortune.

The reason why ancient people didn't like water burial was simply that water formations were easily changed. At that time, it was not only inconvenient for descendants to offer incense but also easy to destroy the original *fengshui* pattern.

However, water burial customs also existed in ancient times. One was for good and precious holes, another was to prevent tomb raiding, and a third was for some people with special identities who just wanted to be buried without being known.

Now, although this pond had been severely damaged, the basic *fengshui* pattern was still preserved.

The reason why Li Zhuiyuan couldn't see it before was precisely because of its damage. It was like a multiple-choice question that was originally wrong, and if you tried to apply the correct answers, it would be completely wrong.

But in this world, unless a *fengshui* pattern was newly built, where could you find an absolutely undamaged and perfect one?

Therefore, this kind of messy, wrong-in-wrong-out approach was the correct way of thinking to solve practical problems.

So, that meant his previous guess was wrong. The person who copied the book didn't write the characters extremely ugly because they were nervous or hurried. Instead, the copyist actively incorporated their own practice and understanding into the form of the characters.

This was really... incredibly high-level calligraphy.

It was clearly stealing and copying something from another family, but they understood it more profoundly than the original owner of the other family.

Why could he still determine that it was a copy?

Because if the Liu family themselves had mastered this method of improving their understanding through practice, it would be impossible for them to deliberately continue writing the characters neatly and tidy, adding difficulty for their descendants to comprehend.

And that day, when Liu Yumei glanced at the book with the deliberately torn cover in his hand, she only saw the messy and scribbled handwriting and basically didn't recognize that it was her family's *Liu Clan Wang Qi Jue*.

Li Zhuiyuan became curious, who exactly was this copyist?

But now he could at least determine one thing: the main *xue* that the group of water monkeys wanted to find should be here.

It was just that the skills of that group of water monkeys were not refined. They were confused by the *yin* *xue* at Sikai Family's fish pond, disturbed the ground *yin* *hongsha*, and even lost two people.

Now the police had already set up in the health center ward, waiting for their accomplices to come and visit, so they could catch them all in one go.

No, what was this?

Li Zhuiyuan originally thought that the sticky substance dripping from his body was from the little yellow oriole behind him, but the problem was, how could the substance flowing from the little yellow oriole's body be warm?

He lowered his head, touched his chest, then touched his chin, and finally touched his nose...

Okay, no need to continue touching. He had already felt a violent gush of blood from his nose.

What was this?

Was it because the accelerated learning of *Liu Clan Wang Qi Jue* in the past few days had caused him to overexert his body and he hadn't recovered yet, or was it that using the newly comprehended method of *wang qi* was itself a huge burden on him?

But no matter what, if he didn't stop the bleeding, he would really be in trouble.

Most importantly, it seemed that because his fresh blood was continuously flowing out, the little yellow oriole behind him, who was originally already restless, became even more agitated!

She was no longer content with just grabbing his shoulders. Her head was already by his face, and although she had no breath, she was like a wild beast sniffing its prey closely.

Li Zhuiyuan didn't dare to delay any longer. Anyway, his purpose was already achieved. He immediately turned his head and looked at Runsheng standing in the distance, stretching out his finger to point at the position where the candle should be placed.

Originally, Runsheng was just following behind and didn't get too close, so he wasn't clear about Li Zhuiyuan's situation. At this moment, when Xiao Yuan turned towards him, under the moonlight, Runsheng saw that Xiao Yuan's face and clothes were covered in blood, and combined with the little yellow oriole's continuous violent shaking, he immediately thought that the little yellow oriole was pinching Li Zhuiyuan's neck and trying to bite him!

At once, Runsheng raised the Yellow River Shovel and was about to go up to rescue Xiao Yuan, but he heard Xiao Yuan shout out a sentence:

"Those two places, place candles and light them!"

Runsheng's head and body produced a conflict of inertia. Holding the Yellow River Shovel, he spun on one leg.

If he hadn't timely inserted the shovel into the ground to stabilize his body, he might have just fallen directly into the fish pond.

After quickly getting up, Runsheng quickly placed the candles in the correct positions, then took out a match and lit the candles.

Li Zhuiyuan then shook the bell, just enough to lead the little yellow oriole here.

He turned his back to the pond and extinguished the incense in the incense burner in his hand.

But the little yellow oriole didn't let go of his hand. She still grabbed his arm.

She didn't want to go.

This situation could be interpreted as what it means to invite a god easily but send a god away difficultly.

Runsheng had already picked up the *shouhun* basket. He was ready to cover the *silu* with the basket and then hug the *silu* and throw her into the water together.

Li Zhuiyuan rubbed the bell against his face, coating it with fresh blood, then immediately flung it backward. The crisp bell sound rang in the air before finally falling into the fish pond.

The little yellow oriole let go of his hand, turned around, and walked towards the fish pond.

The water surface gradually covered her body. Her hand grabbed the bell floating on the water surface.

Li Zhuiyuan immediately took out two sheets of yellow paper. After lighting them with a candle, he opened his arms, then grabbed the burning yellow paper and slapped himself!

"Crack!"

The sparks from the yellow paper scattered in all directions, but were also immediately extinguished.

And on the ground, the flames of the two candles turned green.

Li Zhuiyuan stepped on them with his foot, completely extinguishing the two candles.

After finishing these, he looked at the little yellow oriole in the fish pond. The little yellow oriole had already turned around this time. The water level was above her chest, but her neck and head were exposed, just staring at him.

"The birth gate is already closed, the three sacrifices will be sent, please return, Your Majesty!"

Finally, the little yellow oriole slowly sank below the water surface. Only after her black hair scattered and she completely sank, was there no trace of her left.

Li Zhuiyuan 'plop' one sound, slumped down and sat on the ground, raising his head, but his nosebleed was still flowing.

"Runsheng bro, help me roll two paper balls."

"Okay, okay!"

Runsheng immediately picked up the yellow paper and rolled two balls, but the first ones were a bit too big and wouldn't fit in his nostrils, so he had to re-roll them.

After inserting them, the nosebleed didn't stop. After soaking into the paper balls, it continued to flow out. Only after changing to two new paper balls, did the nosebleed finally stop.

Li Zhuiyuan breathed heavily. He felt a very obvious stuffiness in his chest and weakness, which was a symptom of losing too much blood.

Runsheng then carefully took care of him. He really didn't mind that there was a *silu* in the fish pond. He ran there to fetch quite a lot of water to help Xiao Yuan pat his forehead and wipe the blood and dirt off his face.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

After resting for a good while, Li Zhuiyuan finally recovered.

Runsheng then sighed and patted his chest, saying fearfully, "Xiao Yuan, she was fierce!"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head, "She was very good, it was my problem."

The little yellow oriole had already been restrained enough. This time it was really his own problem. Who would have thought that looking at *fengshui* could also overexert his body?

No matter how gentle a lion is, if you tease it with a bleeding head, it will eat you, and you will deserve it.

But this was also the price that must be paid for exploring the practical application of theory. He could only say, it was fortunate that it was the little yellow oriole. If it were another *silu*, even if Runsheng could save him, there would inevitably be a big battle with the *silu*.

"Xiao Yuan, what exactly were you doing tonight?"

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and pointed to the fish pond in front: "Runsheng bro, there's a tomb underneath."

Runsheng's eyes immediately lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately gripped the Yellow River Shovel again.

"Xiao Yuan, I'll go dig it!"

"Runsheng bro, what movie have you been watching recently?"

"Raiders of the Lost Ark, there are three parts, all broadcast on the county station."

"Runsheng bro, tomb raiding is illegal."

"Ah..."

"Also, I suggest you watch News Broadcast first after dinner."

"Okay, I will. Then what about this place?"

"The water monkeys didn't find this place, so let it be. Anyway, it's buried underneath."

Due to Li Lan's work, Li Zhuiyuan also had a certain understanding of archaeology.

Nowadays, unless there was a large-scale construction project underway, or a tomb was raided or naturally damaged and required protective archaeological excavation, tombs would not be actively opened and excavated.

Due to the special nature of water burial, the tomb chamber was much deeper than soil burial, and the difficulty of excavation was also greater. Since the little yellow oriole is still here and hasn't dissipated, it proves that the main *xue* here is well-preserved. Since that's the case, let it continue to be preserved.

"Runsheng bro, keep what happened tonight a secret."

"Understood."

Li Zhuiyuan slowly stood up and took another deep look at the fish pond in front of him. This place was indeed a good place to raise a corpse.

If that group of water monkeys were not completely caught and were still unwilling to give up on the main *xue* here, he really looked forward to the water monkeys being able to find this place, because what was waiting for them here might not just be simple ground *yin* *hongsha*.

Back home, Li Zhuiyuan took another bath. Then he discovered that this piece of clothing couldn't be washed clean. After all, it was a blood-stained shirt. If he threw it away casually, it might scare people.

He could only fold it up first and wait until tomorrow to burn it in the stove.

After taking care of himself, Li Zhuiyuan lay on the bed and took another nap before dawn.

However, his body must have been severely overexerted and he had lost a lot of blood, so this nap directly lasted until noon.

When he woke up, he couldn't open his eyes but could feel the strong sunlight at noon.

Li Zhuiyuan opened his eyes and looked at the carvings above the bed, even carefully distinguishing each pattern on them.

Finally, there was no way to avoid it, so he could only choose to face reality.

He turned his head and looked at the door.

The girl was sitting on a chair.

She was wearing a light green *ruqun* today, exuding a feeling of both dignified elegance and new life.

The feeling of being able to see her as soon as he opened his eyes every day was truly wonderful.

There was no need to say too many words, and no need for redundant expressions. Just this one glance could make your body and mind feel pleasant.

Li Zhuiyuan got out of bed and walked to the snack cabinet, taking out three bottles of Jianlibao. As usual, he handed two bottles to the girl and helped her open one. Actually, the boy didn't like to drink sweet soda in the morning, but the girl liked to clink glasses with him.

After taking a sip, the girl put down the Jianlibao, reached out and held Li Zhuiyuan's right hand, and pulled it open again.

The wound had scabbed over. Li Zhuiyuan was lazy to re-bandage it after his bath last night. At this time, the burn mark on his palm was already faded, but the blood marks pricked by the five fingernails around it were still clear.

The girl ignored the wound she had caused and rubbed her index finger on the burn mark in his palm.

"Don't worry, I won't do it again."

After that phone call, he no longer used the term "mom" for her in his heart.

He didn't want to think about whether that night was Li Lan's last hysterical outburst or the last twisted warmth during her illness attack. He was tired.

She said he wasn't the son she wanted, but where was the mother he wanted?

Indeed, two people who were both mentally ill, yet both wanting to seek true emotion and reliance from the other, might they not just mutually torture each other in the end?

The boy had already decided to take off the mask he wore in front of Li Lan.

When you have nothing at all, you will subconsciously cherish everything you can grasp. Now, he was willing to let go.

The girl looked at the boy and spread open her right hand.

On her palm were five clear fingernail marks, and the wounds had also scabbed over.

This meant that after she pinched herself that night, she also pinched herself.

Li Zhuiyuan's eyes drooped. He grabbed the girl's hand and said in a deep voice, "You won't have a next time either."

The girl nodded.

Li Zhuiyuan's fingers traced the girl's palm wound. He knew that no matter whether you used terms like "childhood sweethearts," "playmates," or "partners," or the kind of so-called emotional goodwill between adults, none of them were suitable to describe the two of them.

Because he and she were both gamblers.

Only after experiencing the feeling of winning, would they be unwilling to lose and choose to sit at the gambling table again.

Essentially, they were still unwilling to lose.

Both wanted to be normal people, and both were unwilling, so he went to find her, and so she came back.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that Li Lan should hate his way of thinking very much, but it didn't matter, because A Li also didn't care.

Sometimes habitually thinking things too simply and directly can seem very cold and indifferent, but many times, two people who torture each other when getting along are often because they think too much.

The two held hands and walked downstairs.

A Li was very happy. Li Zhuiyuan could feel the small hand in his palm trembling, especially when they turned on the stairs. She seemed to want to tiptoe and turn around, although she didn't make the action, Li Zhuiyuan had already imagined it in his mind.

On the dam, Liu Yumei held a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Last night, she secretly stood behind the window and peeked. She was anxious that the boy only said that one sentence, and even more worried that her granddaughter would return to her room without any reaction... and wake up.

However, her granddaughter soon closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Liu Yumei felt even more that she was old and didn't understand the ideas of young people. Thinking back to when her grandfather pursued her, that was earth-shattering. The Qin and Liu families almost fought.

Who would have thought that this generation of young people would become so subtle?

But no matter what, her granddaughter was better again. This time, she might not want anything to happen again, hoping the illness wouldn't relapse until her granddaughter recovered.

Well, wasn't he going to carve runes? This afternoon, she had personally taken an axe and chopped up all the ancestral tablets in the house and sent them to be made into wooden flower rolls.

Perhaps because the joy was too strong, Liu Yumei didn't suspect deeply how the boy managed to lead the *silu*.

Of course, it was also possible that she had suspected it early on but simply didn't care. To put it bluntly, if she wasn't worried about the backlash on her fortune, even if the boy committed murder and arson now, she would choose to secretly help him destroy the body and hide the traces behind the scenes.

Because she had already tasted the flavor: the key to her family's granddaughter's recovery was in the boy's body.

This didn't mean that Li Sanjiang's fortune was useless. It was precisely because they lived in Li Sanjiang's home that they could meet this boy.

Li Sanjiang went downstairs to eat breakfast. When he saw the two children sitting together again at a glance, he immediately sighed and said:

"Indeed, the emotions between children are pure."

He looked up again at Liu Yumei wiping tears in the distance and involuntarily hummed:

"Keep it up, you worldly old woman."

Li Sanjiang always had a not-so-good view of Liu Yumei because he didn't like the airs of a fallen landlord class young lady on Liu Yumei's body. After all, he, Li Sanjiang, had also contributed to the liberation!

After eating breakfast, Li Zhuiyuan went to look at the workshop he had built. Various tools and materials were already placed inside. Aunt Liu, this housekeeper, was indeed beyond reproach.

Li Zhuiyuan left Runsheng in the workshop and let him start working on some initial material processing and preparation. The difficulty was not high, although it was a bit time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Runsheng worked very energetically because this was creating a new set of tools for him.

Li Zhuiyuan would change the material and size of the tools based on Runsheng's strength characteristics, which also meant that Runsheng's amount of raw material processing would increase.

In short, throughout this day, except for coming out to eat at noon, Runsheng didn't leave the workshop, not even watching TV.

Li Zhuiyuan finished changing the new set of drawings early and then sat on the balcony reading.

This time, he didn't need to force himself to make rapid progress. He was already afraid of that feeling of overexertion. If he did that a few more times, let alone facing *silu* in the future, he himself would look like a *silu*.

So, rather than saying he was reading, it was more accurate to say he was relaxing and easing.

Qin Li sat beside him, holding *Qin Clan Observe Jiao Method*. Downstairs, Liu Nainai drank tea and smiled as she looked up.

Li Zhuiyuan also considered whether or not to tell Liu Nainai about his new insights into the "ghost drawing talismans" of the Qin and Liu families. After thinking about it, he felt it wasn't the right time yet. At least he should first go through all the books worth reading in the basement, in case there were other inheritances from the Qin and Liu families inside.

In the afternoon, Li Zhuiyuan put down his book and played several rounds of chess with Qin Li, then went downstairs with her, opened a pair of snacks, and watched TV together while drinking.

Anyway, the remote control was not with the domineering parent, so they could watch for as long as they wanted.

Just simply watching TV would also be boring. Li Zhuiyuan thought about whether or not to take Qin Li to the movie theater to watch a movie. Nowadays, movie theaters were basically empty except during holidays, so he didn't need to worry about Qin Li coming into contact with strangers.

Li Sanjiang went out after lunch. When he came back and saw that Li Zhuiyuan wasn't studying, he wasn't angry at all, but instead very happy. He felt quite good, Xiao Yuan Hou had gradually recovered from losing his household registration and being demoralized.

Around 5:30 pm, a motorcycle drove up. The driver took off his helmet, it was Tan Yunlong. After greeting Li Sanjiang, he easily got Li Zhuiyuan on the motorcycle, then restarted it and smoothly went down the dam.

Tan Yunlong's motorcycle driving was wilder than Uncle Qin's. Fortunately, Li Zhuiyuan had a helmet this time.

Upon reaching the police station family building, Tan Yunlong led the boy up to the third floor, opened the door, and a middle-aged woman wearing an apron walked out of the kitchen. She was dressed simply and generously, and looked very kind.

"This is Xiao Yuan, right?"

"Hello, Auntie."

"Good, you're really obedient. Just call me Aunt Zheng."

Tan Yunlong asked, "Where's Binbin?"

"Binbin is doing homework in his room."

Tan Yunlong opened his son's room door. At the desk, a very tall high school student wearing a school uniform was burying his head in his homework.

Tan Yunlong walked to the side of the desk and put his hand on the desk.

Tan Wenbin's posture was a bit awkward.

Immediately, Tan Yunlong opened his son's pencil case and took out a Russian Cube game console from inside. The game screen was actually still paused.

Tan Wenbin lowered his head, not daring to make eye contact with his father.

Perhaps because there was an outsider present, Tan Yunlong didn't get angry. Instead, he took out a handful of jelly beans from his pocket and put them on his son's desk, then separated two and handed them to Li Zhuiyuan.

Li Zhuiyuan silently tore open a jelly bean and put it in his mouth. He knew that the father-son relationship was definitely very distant. Perhaps Tan Wenbin liked to eat jelly beans in his childhood, but which father of a high school senior would continue to give him jelly beans?

Although Tan Wenbin was very cooperative and also ate one, it looked like he was performing a scene of father-son warmth.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhuiyuan sighed in his heart. Even when people were acting, they still had a hint of warmth in their bones. It wasn't like himself and Li Lan, who had no emotion, only acting.

"This is Xiao Yuan, Li Zhuiyuan. Xiao Yuan, this is my son, Tan Wenbin, whom I told you about. You can call him Binbin."

"Hello, Xiao Yuan."

"Hello, Binbin bro."

"Come, find a blank paper for Xiao Yuan to do some questions below."

"What, for him to do?"

"Right."

"Oh, then this one." Tan Wenbin took out a math paper from a stack of blank papers.

High school courses were basically finished by the second year. The entire third year was actually spent reviewing and doing practice questions.

"Okay, now, come out with me for a while."

"Dad..."

"Come out." Tan Yunlong walked outside while untying his belt.

Tan Wenbin made a bitter face and followed him out.

Then, the door to the next room was closed. Li Zhuiyuan heard several miserable cries, mixed with Tan Yunlong's scolding:

"I won't even count the fighting, but you actually dared to secretly use your mom's money to buy a game console. How did I usually educate you? It doesn't matter if your grades are a bit poor, but you can't go down the wrong path as a person. Do you want me to personally catch you and put you in prison later!"

However, Tan Yunlong only hit him a few times before he started to educate him verbally.

Midway, Aunt Zheng knocked on the door a few times, but there was no response.

Two hours later, the father and son walked out.

Aunt Zheng complained, "We still have a guest at home. You don't eat, but are you going to starve Xiao Yuan?"

"Forget it." Tan Yunlong glanced at his son. "Don't blame this useless thing."

Li Zhuiyuan had already left the desk and was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at a comic book he had taken out from a pile of books. Before the father and son came in, he had hidden the comic book under the sheet, so Tan Yunlong didn't see it.

Although Tan Wenbin wasn't crying, his neck was still shrinking, looking very pitiful.

Tan Yunlong patted the back of his son's head: "Go see how Xiao Yuan did the paper."

Tan Wenbin walked to the desk, flipped the math paper up and down, and found that all the answers were filled in.

"How did he do? Are they all correct?" Tan Yunlong urged, "I'm asking you something."

"I don't have the answers... I don't know."

Tan Yunlong: "......"

Tan Wenbin flipped up the paper below and exclaimed: "He actually finished all of them!"

This stack of papers was sent by the teacher in advance, requiring students to do them at home according to the schedule. It contained not only math but also multiple subjects.

Tan Wenbin found that except for the composition on the language paper, all the questions on the other papers were completed.

He tried to pick some questions that he could also do and were simple, and did them. He found that the answers were consistent with what the boy had written.

He didn't need to talk about the other difficult questions for now, but at least it ruled out the possibility that the boy was just writing randomly.

"How is it exactly? I'm wasting my time and losing face here."

"Dad, these, these, are all correct."

"What about the others?"

"I still need to slowly do them to know, but from the method and process of solving the questions, he should know how to do them. If you want the correct answers, I can go ask the teacher tomorrow."

"Do it this way, take out the test papers you've done before, select a few of the most difficult big questions from a few subjects, copy down the questions, and let Xiao Yuan do them."

"Oh, okay."

Tan Yunlong wanted to confirm now whether the boy really had the level of a high school student. Otherwise, if he went to the school and said he wanted to skip a grade, and it turned out to be a mistake, he might not have a good ending.

Tan Wenbin copied a question from a book, then put it aside and said to the boy: "Xiao Yuan, do this one first."

"Okay."

Li Zhuiyuan stood beside the desk and picked up a pen.

Tan Wenbin then took out another book and started copying the second question. By the time he finished copying the second question, he turned his head to look and found that the boy had already put down his pen and was waiting for him.

"So fast?"

Tan Wenbin took the book and checked the answer below. It was correct.

Then, he saw Li Zhuiyuan "swish, swish, swish" quickly solve the question he had just copied.

He checked the answer below. It was still correct.

This was a question that was beyond the outline and difficult. During the exam, only two people in the class were able to do it.

Li Zhuiyuan suggested, "Binbin bro, just read the questions directly. This way is faster."

Tan Yunlong nodded and said, "You read!"

Tan Wenbin picked up a math paper and started reading from the multiple-choice questions. Every time he finished reading, Li Zhuiyuan would just give the answer.

Soon, except for the geometry questions that required looking at diagrams, Tan Wenbin read through all the questions on the entire paper, and the boy would always give the answer directly.

Putting down the paper, Tan Wenbin was stunned.

He usually admired the few classmates with the best grades in his class. When discussing studying with them, he could always feel the pressure and gap. But in front of this boy, he didn't feel any pressure because he was completely crushed.

"Are they all correct?" Tan Yunlong asked.

"Um, Xiao Yuan bro got them all right."

Tan Yunlong grabbed Li Zhuiyuan's arm and turned him around like he had found a treasure:

"Hahaha, truly a child prodigy, truly a child prodigy!"

Parents always have a serious filter for smart children with good grades. Parents with candidates are even more exaggerated. At this moment, in Tan Yunlong's eyes, he truly felt like a Wenqu star had descended to his home.

Finally, after getting excited, he put Li Zhuiyuan down.

Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched his forehead, feeling a bit dizzy from being spun around just now.

"Xiao Yuan, I've inquired about it. The formal enrollment procedures can be handled when school starts. We also need to call the people from the education bureau to go to the school together. But Binbin and his classmates are still having classes during the summer vacation. We can go to the school for a test first, and handle the procedures later. This way, you can enter the classroom and study together first. How do you feel?"

Li Zhuiyuan shook his head: "Uncle Tan, I'm considering having a summer vacation."

"Okay, that's fine. It's still the end of July, so there's still a month of summer vacation. I'll come pick you up again when it's time to handle the enrollment."

"Thank you, Uncle Tan."

"No need to thank me." Saying that, Tan Yunlong slapped the back of his son's head again: "Look at other people, and then look at you!"

Tan Wenbin hadn't completely recovered from the shock just now and subconsciously asked, "Why don't you ask what their parents do and what their education level is?"

"Slap!"

This slap was heavier than the last time.

"I'm telling you, you and Xiao Yuan will be classmates from now on. You should learn from Xiao Yuan more. Also, he's still young, so you're responsible for taking good care of him in life."

"Okay."

Tan Yunlong nodded. His son wasn't completely stupid yet.

You take care of others in life, and others will also take care of you in your studies. Although they always say that a child's grades are not the most important, which parent doesn't hope their child's grades are good?

The boy's performance of directly giving the correct answers after listening to the questions just now did indeed shock this old police officer. With a child like this, as long as his son can be with him every day, even if he's a pig's head, he should still acquire some fairy-like qualities, right?

"Zheng Fang, Zheng Fang!"

Tan Yunlong walked out of the room. He couldn't wait to go to the kitchen and share what he had just seen with his wife. He believed his wife would only be more excited than him, and at the same time, she needed to be reminded to quickly add a few more dishes. Whether they finished them or not, the important thing was that it looked grand.

Inside the room, Li Zhuiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, and Tan Wenbin sat on the chair. The two children, one big and one small, faced each other.

"Xiao Yuan bro?"

"Binbin bro, don't be like that. Just call me Xiao Yuan or Yuanzi."

"Xiao Yuan bro, what do you usually do at home?"

"Read books."

"Just always read books?" This answer disappointed Tan Wenbin a bit, but he still didn't give up and continued to ask, "Besides reading books, what else do you like to do?"

"Fish *silu*."

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