My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Lin Mo forced a relaxed smile, "However, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"By the way, don't ever say that Su Wenyang is my father again. He doesn't deserve to be a father."

"Ah."

After An Youyu responded, she quietly took out the test paper that she hadn't finished going over that morning and asked cautiously, "Shall we continue with the tutoring?"

Lin Mo laughed, "Of course, we made a promise to get into Tsinghua University together."

Upon hearing the name "Tsinghua University," An Youyu smiled, a gentle smile playing on her lips like a cool breeze in the height of summer.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any longer. "Let's begin, Teacher An."

"Don't call me Teacher An..."

…………

As evening fell, Lin Mo and An Youyu walked out of the room one after the other. When he saw his mother busy in the kitchen, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Half a day has passed, and the Bureau of Order has still not come, indicating that the turmoil in the afternoon has not developed in the worst possible way.

"Come, eat."

Lin Shusheng handed the cooked food to An Youyu, her gaze lingering on the four-leaf clover necklace around her neck. "Yuer, this necklace is quite pretty, and it matches the bracelet Auntie gave you very well."

Upon hearing Lin Shu mention the necklace, An Youyu couldn't help but look at Lin Mo, her cheeks flushing red as if a drop of vermilion had fallen into a clear pool of water, gradually spreading outwards. "Youyu hasn't thanked Auntie for the gift yet."

As she spoke, she slowly rose and gracefully bowed.

Every movement exudes elegance.

Lin Shu was extremely curious, "Where did the fish learn these manners?"

“In the book.”

An Youyu's lips curled up. "People say that reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles, but in Youyu's opinion, reading is a very meaningful thing."

"Time and experience are merely embellishments; only when will, cultivation, and character are united can one become excellent. You must strive to become excellent because..."

Lin Shu's expression shifted, "Because of what?"

Even Lin Mo unconsciously put down his chopsticks and looked at An Youyu.

Under their gazes, An Youyu's gentle voice rang out, "Life may let down those who work hard, but it will never let down those who keep working hard. Hard work is the accumulation of knowledge and experience. As long as you are willing to continue to work hard, there will be light in the world."

As she said this, the girl's bright eyes sparkled, "The past is but a prologue, the future is but a hope."

Chapter 66 Little Fish Likes to Eat

"hiss!"

As Lin Shu gasped, the living room fell silent.

Lin Mo kept his head down, and no one knew what he was thinking at that moment.

Seeing this, An Youyu's confidence vanished quickly, and she reverted to her usual self. "Auntie, these are just Youyu's own opinions, they may not be correct..."

"Correct!"

The more careful the girl was, the more Lin Shu felt sorry for her. To have such eloquence at such a young age, one could imagine how hard this young girl usually worked.

She looked at An Youyu as if she were looking at a priceless treasure, and her resolve only grew stronger.

We absolutely cannot let this little girl get away!

An Youyu felt embarrassed by Lin Shu's gaze and lowered her eyes slightly, "Auntie..."

"cough!"

Lin Shu coughed, her gaze drifting to her dazed son. She kicked him under the table. "Xiao Mo, shouldn't you say something in this situation?"

"Say something?"

"I'm asking you!"

Lin Mo sniffed the air. "Mom's cooking smells so good."

Lin Shu glared at her son with exasperation, then smiled and said, "Yu'er, eat."

An Youyu looked at Lin Mo and said weakly, "Auntie, Lin Mo is right, your dishes really smell delicious."

The same words spoken by different people will naturally have different effects.

Lin Shu's smile widened. "Then eat more. Don't be shy at your aunt's house."

"Thank you."

……

outside the community.

Lin Mo looked at An Youyu, who was a head shorter than him, and said, "Get a good rest tonight. Continue your tutoring tomorrow. Remember not to open the door to strangers."

"You've said the same thing many times."

Under a sky full of stars, An Youyu's face looked even more beautiful. She pouted her lips and said, "I have a very good memory. I won't open the door for strangers."

Lin Mo's lips curled up subtly. "Sweet dreams, see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

An Youyu didn't look away until Lin Mo disappeared around the corner.

Back home, she leaned over the bed and took out a tin can, which looked exactly like the one she had given to Lin Mo before. After opening it, she poured out a series of sticky notes.

Each sticky note was covered with neat, small handwriting; a rough count revealed at least several hundred of them.

An Youyu knelt on the floor, her delicate ankles exposed to the air. She stared blankly at the sticky notes on the floor, her thoughts drifting into the distance.

"Grandma, Yuyu misses you so much..."

…………

When Lin Mo got home, he didn't see his mother in the living room, so he went to his mother's bedroom door and knocked.

"Mom, are you asleep?"

"What?"

"I want to have a chat with you."

"Wait a minute."

About half a minute later, the door opened.

Lin Shu looked at her son outside the door and asked, "Did you bring the fish home?"

Lin Mo nodded and went straight to the point: "Mom, we beat Su Wenyang up so badly today, do you think he might...?"

"Focus on your studies and don't worry about these trivial things all the time."

Before her son could finish speaking, Lin Shu interrupted him, saying earnestly, "Your only task now is to study. You don't need to worry about anything else, understand?"

What do you mean by "insignificant matters"?

Lin Mo was a little anxious, "Mom, Su Wenyang is now a well-known entrepreneur in Jingchuan, and he has a lot of influence; if he pursues the matter today, we will definitely be held responsible!"

"Take responsibility?"

A hint of disdain flashed in Lin Shu's eyes. "He's not worthy?"

Lin Mo gleaned a lot from his mother's expression, and asked tentatively, "Mom, is there something you're hiding from your son?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Xiao Mo, don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Anyway, once you've fulfilled your promise to Mom, Mom will tell you everything."

Lin Mo felt helpless, but he knew that he couldn't get anything out of his mother now.

However, since he knew that today's events wouldn't affect his family, he didn't bother to overthink it.

In any case, in this life, the secrets that my mother has hidden will eventually be revealed.

"Go to sleep early, sweet dreams."

After watching her son return to his room, Lin Shu's expression turned somewhat melancholy. "In the end, I still have to trouble you all..."

The next morning.

Lin Mo got up early on his own initiative, and a smile appeared in his eyes when he heard the noise coming from the kitchen.

"Mom, what are we having for dinner today?"

"Seafood congee, soup dumplings, plus eggs and milk."

Lin Mo leaned against the door frame and clicked his tongue, saying, "Ever since you started cooking for Xiaoyuer, our family's standard of living has really risen sharply."

"necessary."

Lin Shu turned to look at her son, "Haven't you noticed that Xiaoyuer's complexion has improved a lot lately? This girl's living conditions used to be so poor. If we don't give her some better nutrition, what will become of her in the future..."

Seemingly realizing something was amiss, she abruptly stopped speaking.

Lin Mo's eyes narrowed to slits. "What happens next?"

"nothing."

Lin Shu changed the subject, "I'll be done soon. Go get some fruit from the coffee table, wash it, and take it to Yu'er together."

"okay."

A few minutes later, Lin Shu dragged her son by the ear into the living room, pointing to the empty fruit basket on the coffee table, "Where are my strawberries?"

Lin Mo felt wronged. "I washed it."

"You... at least leave me some!"

"Little fish like to eat it."

"Ok?"

Lin Shu froze for a moment, involuntarily recalling what had happened before, and a hint of doubt gradually rose in her eyes, "Xiao Mo, you asked Mom to change to strawberry-flavored milk, was it for Xiao Yu'er?"

"if not?"

"..."

The more matter-of-fact Lin Mo took it for granted, the more heartbroken Lin Shu became.