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Lin Junchuo retreated after the opening.

Lin Muting's gaze has been following him secretly, watching him chatting with guests from all sides with ease, no matter what topic is at his fingertips, calling every clan member by name, so that the guests feel genuine respect.

He talks and laughs freely, and is noble and natural, but there is an insurmountable gap between him and everyone.

This is the person Lin Muting hopes to become.

Lin Muting has been following Dong Jianing and Lin Mingcheng, taking some food on his own.

Lin Mingcheng had just finished chatting with a clansman when Dong Jianing handed him a cup of gastrodia squab soup with a fawning smile on his face, "Mingcheng, you drank a lot today and haven't eaten anything yet, let's have some soup first .This Tianma soup is good for the stomach, and it can also cure your headache."

"Since this soup can cure headaches, you should make more of it." Lin Mingcheng took the soup that Dong Jianing brought up. Even though he was over forty years old, his well-maintained handsome face didn't have the smile that he just socialized with others, and he said in a stiff tone. order his wife.

He took the bowl from Dong Jianing's hand and avoided the place Dong Jianing touched.

Seeing him drinking the soup, Dong Jianing had a real smile in his eyes, "Okay, you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow."

"En." Lin Mingcheng casually agreed, glanced at Dong Jianing's plain figure in the stereotyped old-fashioned black dress, originally only 1.5 meters tall, paired with ugly and cheap wedge shoes, and sneered in his heart, " You take Xiaoting to walk around the relationship. Men talk about things, women follow, what kind of words."

Such an ugly and vulgar woman followed him, and he didn't even have the courage to introduce her as his wife.

I can't afford to lose such an adult.

When Dong Jianing heard her husband ordering her to do something, she immediately put down her hands and picked up the abalone that hadn't been around for a long time.Although it is a pity in her heart, she is usually reluctant to buy more seafood that is so expensive, and finally she can open her stomach to eat it, and she is going to have a relationship.

She looked at Lin Muting who was still eating the ice cream cake, and she felt angry, "I know how to eat all day long, and I'm still hungry if I don't have enough food for you, so I quickly wiped my mouth and left."

In fact, it's not that the Lin family can't afford these seafood, but Dong Jianing was born in a rural area and is used to being frugal on weekdays.Now there are free and expensive good things, and there are free ones.

Anyway, the host's family is rich, so if he eats a little, he earns a little, and if he eats expensive food, he earns even more.

Lin Muting put down the strawberry cake in his hand, wiped his mouth and hands with a paper towel, and silently followed his mother. When he was about to meet the family, Lin Nan walked up in the middle of the main hall.

"Gentlemen and ladies, it's boring to be drunk for a long time, especially the children, who can't wait to go out and play." Lin Nan stood in front of the microphone, "We have prepared a small game for the children, called 'Flying Flower Order' '. Many of the guests here know that Feihua Order only requires the participants to say a sentence containing the words spoken by the questioner. Within ten seconds, no matter the poem or song is acceptable. We have prepared a Big red envelope, kids have to work hard."

As soon as Lin Nan finished speaking, there was a commotion in the main hall.The clansmen who brought their children lowered their heads and started discussing with them, regretting that they didn't let their children recite more poems and songs, and the clansmen who didn't bring their children almost regretted it.

Participating in this game is small, but being able to show up in front of so many clansmen and Lin Junchuo, the head of the Lin clan, is a serious matter.

Dong Jianing didn't need Lin Mingcheng's confession at all, and immediately told Lin Muting, "You usually look at those useless things, but now they are finally useful. You will work hard to get the first place later, do you hear me?"

She always felt that Lin Muting wasted time reading those poems and words, but she didn't expect it to be useful.Thinking that his son would be able to get the first place later, Dong Jianing felt complacent, and his face could not help showing it, with a smile on his lips.

Lin Mingcheng, who was next to him, gave her a contemptuous look, thinking that he really couldn't get on the stage, but luckily this son is not bad.

"Xiaoting, remember to play well later, don't be nervous." Lin Mingcheng patted his son's head, looked at his son's eyebrows and eyes that were carved out of his own mold, and thought about it, and hugged his son, "Good boy, daddy is here, not nervous."

After taking away the mobile phones, tablets and other tools that can access the Internet from everyone present, and arranging the seats for the 35 children present, Lin Nan smiled and said the first word, "The cloud word of Baiyun, such as Changfengchuanglanghui Sometimes, hang the sails on the clouds to help the sea. From left to right, this little friend starts."

The ten-year-old girl who was named immediately caught her, "Once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud."

"Walk to the place where the water is poor, sit and watch the clouds rise."

"Among the colorful clouds of Chaoci Baidi, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day."

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The game started in full swing, and almost immediately every child uttered the verses that came to mind.The most difficult thing about Fei Hua Ling is not the beginning, but the end. The inability to repeat the sentences that have been said limits people's many choices.

And unless you are a person who is familiar with poetry and books, you can't think of so many poems in a short time.

Lin Muting was ranked fourth from the bottom, and two children who couldn't remember anything and were usually not interested in poetry had already been eliminated.

When it was his turn, he clearly felt the eyes of everyone on the field gathered, including a scorching gaze that seemed to sweep over inadvertently, but also with strange attention.

Lin Muting pursed the corners of his mouth, pinched the corner of his clothes with his hands, and said softly in the eyes of everyone, "The bright moon was there at that time, and it once returned home according to the colorful clouds."

It was Yan Jidao's words again.

Lin Junchuo's expression was incomprehensible, and he gently stroked the rim of the celadon teacup with his index finger, and repeated the words in his mouth inaudibly.

Several children in front of them only cried out after Lin Muting said this poem, why didn't they remember it just now.

The chandeliers made in the style of palace lanterns are not as dazzling as European-style chandeliers.Under the soft light, the thin boy sat there quietly. Compared with other children who were fidgeting or looking around, this boy seemed to be as quiet as a habit.

To be able to calm down so much at this age, he is either born introverted, or the surrounding environment forces him to do so.

It is said that Lin Muting's parents are loving, have a happy family, and are an only child. Why does a child with the same eyes as his parents have such a temper?

The second round of flying flowers passed, leaving only a few children.When it was about to be Lin Muting's turn, a tall, rough-looking boy behind him squeezed him quietly, and motioned Lin Muting not to speak with his mouth.

This was obviously because he was afraid that Lin Muting would steal his chance.

Lin Hongfang, a young man as strong as a mountain, is the leader of Lin Muting's new school. He has gathered a large group of followers in the school, and he is almost an indistinguishable character.

As soon as Lin Muting turned his gaze, he saw his mother kept giving him winks, telling him to pay attention to answering the questions so as not to embarrass her.

He glanced at the figure in his heart very secretly, and when Lin Nan called him, he gritted his teeth and replied, "From now on, brocade books will not be sent, and there will be no evidence for the painting building."

Lin Junchuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a gleam of light flashed across his pupils like a pool of blue waves.

When Lin Nan heard this sentence, the smile on the corner of his mouth stagnated for a moment, and then he continued to smile and asked Lin Hongfang, "Where is this classmate?"

If Lin Hongfang could answer, he wouldn't have pulled Lin Muting's sleeve just now, and he said angrily, "I can't remember."

The moment he bowed his head, he gave Lin Muting a hard look.

After another round of the game, Lin Muting became the last person remaining on the field.Lin Nan smiled and handed the red envelope to Lin Muting. After shaking hands with Lin Mingcheng, he pointed to a corner of the main hall, "Sir, if you have something to do, please help Muting, please come with me."

Under the envious or jealous eyes of everyone in the main hall, Lin Nan led Lin Muting's family out through the side door.