Love Guide for Childhood Sweethearts

"In every government work report, agriculture, rural areas and farmers are always ranked first and receive the most attention. If there's a food problem, that's a big problem," Lin Jingzhe said gravely. "Soybeans are originally grown in our area, but now we have to import them every year."

"Are we the place of origin?" Lin Xingzhi asked doubtfully.

"Tofu has existed in the Western Han Dynasty! It's made from soybeans!" Lin Jingzhe said with a chuckle.

"Ah!" Lin Xingzhi suddenly realized, "Soy milk and tofu, they never go together with soybean oil."

"My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China, where soybeans and sorghum grow in the mountains and fields..." Lin Jingzhe said with deep emotion, "And now genetically modified soybeans have been invented."

"It's better not to eat soybean oil. Peanut oil is delicious and fragrant." Lin Xingzhi said quickly after hearing this, and then said with a smile, "If nothing else, your swimming team's food is absolutely safe."

"Haha..." Lin Jingzhe smiled as he heard this, "That's right, the chef's cooking skills are also impeccable." He smiled and said, "I'm feeling hungry from flirting with you."

"Then let's go eat!" Lin Xingzhi said with a smile, "Can you eat? It's a little late."

"Forget it, I won't eat it." Lin Jingzhe hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

"Don't be so hard on yourself! If you want to eat, just eat. Just order room service." Lin Xingzhi said immediately.

"I can't eat much, so I won't bother him." Lin Jingzhe said after thinking for a while.

"The rent is there!" Lin Xingzhi added hurriedly, "They provide 24-hour service and are committed to making guests feel at home."

"I just want to eat something. I'm not really hungry." Lin Jingzhe stood up and said, "I'll go check the refrigerator. There should be some snacks!" He went straight to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. "Wow... there's a cake in there." He smiled and said, "The cake is only the size of a palm. I think I can eat one."

"Then don't be wronged." Lin Xingzhi said with a gentle look.

"Then let's not talk anymore. I'm going to eat the cake." Lin Jingzhe took out the small cake with the phone tucked between his neck. "Bye, hanging up."

Lin Xingzhi listened to the beeping sound coming from his phone, "Greedy guy!"

Lin Jingzhe turned around and saw the waiter, feeling embarrassed and caught in the act.

The sweet-looking waiter looked at her and said, "You should have called us."

"Uh..." Lin Jingzhe smiled and said, "I can do it myself." Then he said, "Please find a spoon."

"Okay!" The waiter took out a silver spoon from the drawer and handed it to her with the handle.

"No need to cut it, and no need to get a plate." Lin Jingzhe looked at her with his innocent big eyes and said, "I can eat the whole cake." Seeing her eyes suddenly widen, "You won't gain weight. You can burn off the calories by exercising." He smiled and asked, "There shouldn't be many people in the gym now!"

"Yes!" the waiter nodded with a smile.

"You should go and have a rest!" Lin Jingzhe returned to the room carrying a palm-sized cake.

"Hmm! Delicious." Lin Jingzhe put the cream into his mouth.

The cake was eaten in no time. Lin Jingzhe saw that it was still early.

Lin Jingzhe stood in the room and stretched his muscles. A thin layer of sweat broke out. He took a hot shower and went to bed.

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The next morning, they visited the National Museum, and Lin Jingzhe stood in front of the pipa without moving.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with this pipa?" Lin Qiwei asked in a low voice.

The museum was so quiet that I didn't dare raise my voice.

"Look, does the back of this pipa look like the color of the LV bag we carry?" Lin Jingzhe raised his palm to the corner of his lips and spoke in a low voice.

Lin Qiwei looked at the pipa in the glass case, then tilted her head slightly to look at the LV bag her mother was carrying, and finally held it up for comparison. "They're so similar!"

"This..." Mother Lin also looked down at her bag, then at the pattern on the back of the pipa.

"The Baoxiang patterns of the Tang Dynasty have gone through thousands of years. Our ancestors' aesthetic taste is indeed unmatched." Lin Jingzhe said in a low voice.

"It's a coincidence!" Lin's mother was reluctant to believe it.

"Let's keep an eye on the bag to see if it's a coincidence." Lin Jingzhe said with his crystal clear eyes to his mother who didn't believe it.

Lin Jingzhe stood in front of the Ming Dynasty terracotta figurine and asked, "Do you see anything similar in the bag he's holding?"

Mother Lin hesitated for a moment and finally admitted, "Yes! We have some at home."

"In our movies and TV dramas, when ancient people went out, they wrapped their luggage in bags and carried them on their backs." Lin Jingzhe stretched out his hand and gestured.

"I've seen it! What's wrong? You can find a similar bag." Mother Lin said as she looked at her with her black and white eyes.

"Dumplings!" Lin Jingzhe's glassy eyes turned slightly as he looked at her and said with his red lips slightly parted.

Mother Lin opened and closed her mouth for a long time, but she couldn't refute it. "How could this happen?"

"They're stealing from us!" Lin Jingzhe said, looking at them with deep, penetrating eyes. "We've been around longer than they have." He counted on his fingers, "Ming Dynasty Hanfu bags with sun and moon patterns, crossbody bags, and backpacks. Qing Dynasty handbags with gold-engraved flowers and birds, embroidered bags from the late Qing Dynasty, and so on. We have everything."

"Nannan, how can I buy a bag in the future?" Lin's mother looked at her deeply with mixed feelings.

"Can you finish this bag?" Lin Jingzhe looked at her with his pearly eyes and said, "If you want to buy more, just buy it!"

"I feel uncomfortable." Mother Lin pursed her lips and looked at her.

"Did I do something wrong?" Lin Jingzhe said with a strong smell of tea.

"No, no." Lin's mother waved her hands in panic and said quickly.

"It's quite easy for them to do fashion. If they run out of inspiration, they can just go to a museum and get some." Lin Qiwei said sarcastically.

"Those museums abroad have robbed us of so many treasures," Lin's mother said with displeasure. "How shameless! Now they're still trying to fool us. They're taking advantage of us."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Lin Jingzhe quickly advised, "Don't buy it in the future. You are still using it to show off yourself!"

"Then what should I wear in the future? What should I use?" Lin's mother looked at her with a worried look on her face.

"Custom-made! Tailor-made." Lin Jingzhe looked at her with amber eyes and said, "Our family is the origin of silk."

"Okay! I'll go back and look for the old craftsman." Lin's mother said excitedly, "I'll also look for inspiration in the museum."

Lin Jingzhe raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing his dark and bright eyes.

I slept in the afternoon, put on warm clothes and went to Tiananmen Square to wait for the flag-raising ceremony in the middle of the night.

Lin Jingzhe's deep and clear eyes watched the five-star red flag rise with the sun, and he was excited.

"Child, this is not your first time raising the flag. You raised it six times in the Olympics." Mother Lin said, looking at her red eyes with starry eyes.