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

When Lin Qingshu was teaching the two of them, they were both diligent and conscientious. Lin Dongzhe even gritted his teeth and persevered. Fortunately, the results were gratifying.

All Song Ying and Huang Ling could do was cook more delicious food for the children to nourish their bodies.

"It's hot, have some watermelon. Dongzhe just bought it outside." Song Ying took a plate of watermelon and placed it next to Lin Qingshu.

Lin Qingshu picked up a watermelon and took a bite: "It's very sweet and delicious."

"As long as it tastes good, that's fine. Don't you feel bored staying in your room studying all day?" Song Ying said worriedly.

Now that Lin Dongzhe and Zhuang Xiaoting have successfully skipped a grade, one has started to relax, and the other has gone back to study next door.

"It's alright, I like quiet!" Lin Qingshu wasn't always studying; when no one was around, she would take out her phone from her spatial storage and read novels.

"Then you should also pay attention to balancing work and rest, and give your eyes a break," Song Ying said.

Lin Qingshu knew that she was worried about her: "Mom, I know."

Zhuang Tunan is only in his second year of high school. Lin Qingshu could actually skip a grade, but she thought about it and decided against it, since that would make her too much older than her classmates.

*

The gambling den has been quite lively lately, because of the unrest caused by Xiang Pengfei's matter. Lin Qingshu has also been involved, but she hasn't paid much attention to it.

For Lin Qingshu, apart from things related to the mission or things that she was interested in, she didn't feel much for anything else.

In the lead-up to Zhuang Tunan's college entrance exam, everyone in the courtyard is now careful not to make too much noise, even when walking.

Anyone who makes noise nearby will be persuaded to leave by Song Ying, so that everyone can work together to create a quiet environment for Zhuang Tunan to study.

Lin Qingshu knew the plot, so she wasn't nervous for him. Although there would be some minor setbacks in his admission to Tongji University, they could all be resolved.

She is currently studying for her senior year of high school and feels that she can take the exam at any time, but she is not in a hurry; it's just a matter of waiting another year.

The college entrance examination results came out, and just like in the story, Zhuang Tunan was admitted to the architecture department of Tongji University.

He almost couldn't go to university because he was diagnosed with dyslexia, but Zhuang Chaoying took him to Shanghai to resolve the issue.

The following year, Lin Qingshu also took the college entrance examination, and she applied to Peking University.

As expected, when the college entrance examination results came out, she was successfully admitted to Peking University.

"Mom and Dad, she got in! My sister got into Peking University!"

Lin Dongzhe ran home first, shouting so loudly that everyone nearby could hear him.

"Wu Feng, did you hear that?" Song Ying unconsciously shed tears as she confirmed the news with Lin Wu Feng beside her.

Lin Wufeng put his arm around her shoulder: "I heard it, Qing Shu got into university!"

"That's great!" Song Ying's voice was a little choked up, and her tense heart relaxed.

Huang Ling said with a smile, "Congratulations! I knew Qing Shu would definitely be fine."

"Thank you, Sister Ling," Song Ying said with a smile, wiping away her tears.

Lin Dongzhe walked in and said, "Mom, why are you crying? It's a good thing my sister got into university!"

"Of course I know, I'm crying tears of joy."

As soon as Lin Qingshu returned, she was surrounded by her family, who showered her with concern and praise.

Banners were also hung outside the courtyard to celebrate and announce that she had been admitted to Peking University.

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng specially chose a date to hold a celebration for their child's graduation and invited everyone to attend.

Lin Qingshu herself was fine, but Song Ying and Lin Wufeng were very happy to entertain everyone and would chat with everyone they met about Qingshu.

Because Lin Qingshu was going to study in a faraway place, both the Lin family and the Zhuang family were somewhat reluctant to let her go.

While she still had some time, she spent some quality time with her family at home.

Because Lin Qingshu's royalties helped supplement his family's income, Lin Wufeng didn't take on any more part-time jobs, thus avoiding being reported.

Actually, at first, her parents were unwilling to use her money, until one time Lin Qingshu deliberately ran into her father.

She pretended to have discovered his part-time job, and then had a good talk with her father.

To avoid taking any risks, Lin Wufeng agreed to stop taking the part-time job.

Although Song Ying accepted the money from her daughter, she didn't use it. Instead, she saved it all, intending to use it when the family needed it urgently.

Lin Qingshu felt that although it was good for her family to go to Guangzhou, they shouldn't be forced to go because of someone reporting them.

She also specifically talked to the two of them about future trends, intending to gradually change their minds.

She herself had already found someone to take her investment money and start a business when she was in high school. After all, she had experience and references, so it wasn't difficult.

She has now accumulated a considerable amount of assets and plans to register a company as soon as she turns 18.

*

Before the start of the school year, the whole family took Lin Qingshu to school. She specially went out of her way to buy several sleeper tickets so that they could all go to the capital to see the city.

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng were happy to take her there. The factory's business hadn't been doing well lately, so it was easy for them to take leave. Lin Dongzhe just wanted to go and have fun.

"Mom, there's too much stuff, you don't need to bring so much!" Lin Qingshu felt a headache when she saw the luggage Song Ying had packed for her.

Song Ying ignored her: "Beijing is cold. These are all thick clothes and thick blankets. Just bring them and let your dad carry them."

“Yes, I’ll carry it to your dorm for you, you don’t need to carry it.” Lin Wufeng chimed in from the side.

Lin Qingshu was also somewhat helpless. She didn't want her father to work too hard. Train stations are crowded, and it's tiring to carry so much stuff on a crowded train.

They insisted on bringing it no matter what, so Lin Qingshu didn't say anything more. Actually, she could have gone to buy it herself, but it was her parents' love, and she couldn't refuse.

They were unaware that their daughter was now very wealthy, so naturally they were worried about her.

Lin Qingshu thought she should wait until later, after she had established her company and produced something, before telling them, so as not to worry them.

Back in the room, I had barely sat down for a short while.

"Knock knock knock!" A knocking sound came from the door.

Lin Qingshu glanced at her, stood up, and opened the door: "Xiaoting's here, come in and sit down!"

Zhuang Xiaoting followed her inside, and after sitting down, she took her hand and said, "Qingshu, you're going to Beijing tomorrow, and I'm a little reluctant to see you go."

Putting aside their childhood friendship, Lin Qingshu is relatively quiet and doesn't like going out much, so she wasn't too uncomfortable with it.

But in the past few years, she has been teaching Zhuang Xiaoting and Lin Dongzhe, and the group of them have been inseparable. So it's natural to feel reluctant to see them suddenly.

"Don't worry, I'll write to you. I won't let you forget me," Lin Qingshu teased.

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two instantly eased.

Zhuang Xiaoting laughed too, and she joked, "Okay, if you get a boyfriend, you have to tell me too."

"Of course, you're the same!" This is her future sister-in-law; they're all family.

Zhuang Xiaoting was fine when talking about Lin Qingshu, but she became a little shy when talking about herself.