Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Gradually, he made considerable progress and was able to enter the top ten. He was focused on studying and didn't have as much time or energy to cause trouble.

Because of this, Song Ying was so happy that she would often secretly give Lin Qingshu extra treats, and the homeroom teacher also praised her.

She received the reward she deserved; she could manage Lin Dongzhe even when it wasn't a mission, which showed she liked the atmosphere of the family.

A few days later, every household in the alley was connected to a water pipe.

Lin Qingshu sat at the table doing her homework, watching the few people outside busy setting up trellises, knowing they were about to start planting snake gourds.

She looked away and glanced at the person who had only been doing their homework for a short while but had already started to drift off into thought.

"Lin Dongzhe, how much homework have you done?"

Hearing her voice, Lin Dongzhe instantly snapped back to reality: "Huh? I'm doing it!"

Lin Qingshu wanted him to speed things up: "You have to finish your homework before we eat."

"Got it." He'd gotten used to this routine lately.

Before long, snake gourds grew in the yard, and both families had an extra dish of snake gourd on their dining tables. Lin Qingshu also got to taste the snake gourd.

If you eat it occasionally, the taste is indeed okay, but eating it often is definitely not good.

After eating for a few more days, everyone lost their appetite. Lin Qingshu even cheated by eating the snake gourd directly into her spatial storage, and then secretly added some extra food for herself when she had the chance.

Fortunately, Song Ying couldn't stand it for more than a few days and was finally able to eat something else.

At the dinner table, everyone who had been eating snake gourd in a fit of dread instantly became energetic again.

Lin Qingshu also stopped Lin Dongzhe from bringing the snake gourd to school to scare people, so that his behavior would get his parents called in and make Song Ying angry.

She saved Lin Dongzhe; otherwise, he would have been punished by eating snake gourd.

*

The children's palace's choir and dance performances were all broadcast on television.

In the alley, everyone went to Grandpa Zhang's house to watch the broadcast.

Zhuang Tunan from next door got into the No. 1 Middle School, and everyone in the courtyard was happy for him.

After dinner, everyone gathered at Zhuangjia, and Lin Dongzhe ran ahead, calling out: "Brother Tunan, Brother Tunan!"

Lin Qingshu couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Lin Dongzhe's increased weight and Zhuang Tunan's voice changing.

"Aren't we a little early?" Lin Wufeng said, noticing that they were still eating.

"Come in, come in, Tu Nan has finished eating," Huang Ling greeted.

Song Ying put her hands on Lin Qingshu's shoulders and pushed her forward.

Lin Dongzhe ran over to Zhuang Tunan with great enthusiasm to talk. Seeing that it was a bit crowded after everyone sat down, Lin Qingshu thought for a moment and climbed up to the attic to play with Zhuang Xiaoting.

After Song Ying sat down, she asked with a smile, "Tu Nan, how's No. 1 High School?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Tunan stood up and introduced what the school had to offer, praising it highly.

He also mentioned many books, and Lin Dongzhe immediately asked, "Does your library charge admission?"

"No need," Zhuang Tunan shook his head.

Lin Dongzhe quickly said, "No. 1 High School is really good."

"Dongzhe, what do you want to do in the future? Do you want to go to No. 1 Middle School?" Zhuang Chaoying asked.

Lin Dongzhe said he wanted to be a grocery store clerk so that people could give him more meat when they bought it.

This made everyone laugh. When asked what Lin Qingshu wanted to do, she pretended to think for a moment and said, "I also want to take the entrance exam for No. 1 Middle School."

Zhuang Chaoying was quite concerned about academic matters, and said with a smile, "It would be great to get into No. 1 High School!"

"Yes, Qing Shu has good grades, she'll definitely get in," Huang Ling said with a smile.

Lin Wufeng's smile deepened, and Song Ying also said with some pride, "I'm not worried about Qing Shu, but I am worried about Dong Zhe. If he doesn't work hard, his grades will drop."

What does this show? It shows that Lin Dongzhe is not unintelligent or bad at learning; he just loves to play and doesn't focus on his studies.

If Lin Qingshu relaxes her standards even slightly, his grades will drop significantly.

"Dongzhe is smart, just a bit too lively," Huang Ling said tactfully.

Song Ying waved her hand: "Oh, let's not talk about him anymore."

*

Recently, Grandma Zhuang sprained her ankle and moved next door. She gets up every night to pee, which disturbs Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting's sleep, causing them to doze off in class.

Song Ying spoke with Lin Qingshu, and after Lin Qingshu agreed, she let Zhuang Tunan and Zhuang Xiaoting stay at their house.

Because Lin Qingshu and Lin Dongzhe have grown up, their room has expanded and has been divided into two small single rooms, so it's not a big deal for the Zhuang siblings to move in.

*

Lin Qingshu picked up a letter addressed to her on her way home today; it contained her royalties.

She has already started writing stories and submitting them to earn money. In her spare time, Lin Qingshu likes to read and often borrows books from Zhuang Tunan.

So everyone understands that she can write it; they think she's smart and talented.

The royalties added up, and with some money Lin Qingshu contributed herself, she managed to scrape together over two hundred yuan. She then gave the money to Song Ying so she could buy a television.

"You've already made over two hundred yuan so quickly? How come you're so smart?" She patted Lin Qingshu's head and exclaimed.

Although Song Ying knew her daughter received royalties, she usually let her keep them herself, but she never expected there to be so much.

Every time Song Ying thinks about how young she is yet, she can earn money by writing articles, she feels like she gave birth to a genius.

“Sometimes the royalties are higher, sometimes lower. With the money from you and mine, it should be enough for our family to buy a TV, right?” Lin Qingshu said casually.

She's still young and won't cost much, so let's have her family buy the TV first.

Song Ying was surprised at first, but now that she realized what was happening, she returned the money to her: "No need, no need for your money, you keep it yourself. Your dad and I are almost done with our money."

"Mom, we're family, we don't distinguish between you and me. Besides, buying a TV will probably make our finances a bit tight, so if you take this money, we won't have to be frugal."

Thinking back to the storyline, their family had to spend a lot of money to get a TV plane ticket.

Hearing this, Song Ying felt relieved and happy: "Then let's say your parents lent it to you and will return it to you later. You can't refuse, otherwise you can take it back."

Lin Qingshu said with a hint of helplessness, "Fine."

After hearing what the two were saying, Lin Dongzhe ran over in surprise and said, "Lin Qingshu, you're actually that rich?"

"What did you call me?" Lin Qingshu asked him indifferently.

Lin Dongzhe immediately snapped out of his daze and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sis, you're so rich, but you never treat me to a good meal. That's so unfair of you."

As he spoke, his expression grew increasingly indignant.

"I tutor you every day, wake you up, and keep an eye on you at school to prevent you from getting scolded. And I haven't even asked you for money yet?" Lin Qingshu said calmly.

Except for the period when Zhuang Tunan moved in, when he would take care of Lin Dongzhe to make things easier for her, he treated her like a child the rest of the time.