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Chapter 368

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Time passed the fastest during exams.

The morning passed, and Xu Jin was still thinking about her college entrance exam essay. She was touched when she saw the car waiting for her.

As he walked closer, his father and mother were each holding a phone and playing Hearthstone together. Jiang He craned his neck, trying to peek at Xu Qing's screen.

"Hey, I told you not to peek. Turn around!"

"I'm not peeking. Who cares …"

"Since you like it so much, I'll let you see it clearly."

Xu Qing played a Heart Breaker, which allowed him to exchange cards with his opponent. "Share your thoughts with your classmates. Hurry!" Then, with a swish, swish, swish, swish, he messed up Jiang He's hand.

"Hey! Ahhhhh! "Jiang He was so angry that he punched his arm. He turned around and saw his daughter staring at them from outside the car window.

"Is the exam over?"

"Childish. I'm worried about my kid's exam results, and you two are playing Hearthstone …"

Xu Jin grumbled as she opened the car door. Xu Qing threw the phone to her. "Help me beat your mom."

He turned the steering wheel and drove towards Xu Shi 'an. The two exam venues weren't too far from each other, and it didn't take long to get there.

Xu Jin didn't play Hearthstone much, but she had seen Jiang He play occasionally. She had a rough idea of how to play, but she wasn't as familiar with it as Jiang He. Xu Qing's advantage was quickly pulled back, and he was at a disadvantage.

She played the game so well. She played the Archer's extreme damage, and she even used her brother-in-law to seal cards on the spot.

Who would believe that she was an ancient person …

Xu Jin lost. He turned off the game to see if there was any news of him forgetting to bring his admission ticket. Jiang He took a screenshot of the game and saved the scene of him defeating the ID "Lord Qing" to add to his record.

"How was the exam?" Xu Qing was more concerned about his daughter's results.

"Piece of cake."

"You make the college entrance exam sound like a monthly exam."

"Don't tell me you're going to be as stupid as Shi An and keep saying that it's over, it's over?" Xu Jin was disdainful. Using three years to prepare for an exam, how difficult could it be?

The car arrived at Xu Shi 'an's examination room. Xu Shi' an was standing by the side of the road. When he saw Xu Qing's car approaching, he stumbled over to open the car door. He was still mumbling, "Oh no, oh no … This question is so hard."

Xu Jin spread his hands and gestured to Xu Qing through the rearview mirror: Look.

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't do well. Shi 'an will carry the bricks, Jin will carry the cement, and your mom will push the cart. Let's form a construction team."

"What about you?" Jiang He asked.

"I will supervise the work and provide technical guidance."

"…"

During the three days of the college entrance examination, Xu Qing and Jiang He were rubbing their Hearthstones outside the examination hall. Xu Jin was calm and collected, and Shi An was nagging.

On the third day, Xu Qing handed the car over to Jiang He. He walked around in his pocket and saw Qin Maocai waiting outside another examination hall. Qin Maocai was very old. Although his hair was still black and shiny, his body was no longer as straight as it had been a few years ago. He sat by the roadside holding a large glass of water. When he saw Xu Qing walking over, he waved at him.

"Uncle Qin."

"Lil 'Qingzi!" The old man's voice was still loud and clear, and he was smiling. No matter how old Xu Qing was, in the eyes of his generation, he was still a little brat.

Xu Qing bent down next to him and sat on the curb with him. He looked at the examination hall in the distance. The place Qin Maocai had chosen was not bad. There was a big tree behind it with lush foliage that blocked out the sun.

"Where is Shi 'an taking the exam?"

"It's also Luocheng University. It's up to him whether he can get in or not." Xu Qing laughed.

Qin Maocai laughed and said, "Of course he can. That kid is as smart as you."

"Xu Jin thinks he's stupid every day. Only you think he's smart."

"Xiao Jin is smarter than you. He's better than you."

When the older generation saw these kids, they all thought they were smart and had their own strengths. This was something that could not be reasoned with.

Xu Shi 'an also liked to make Qin Maocai happy. He did not act like he was being mean to Qin Hao.

Qin Maocai held a cigarette in his hand. He stroked it as if he was telling its fortune, but he did not put it in his mouth.

"Should I borrow a lighter?" Xu Qing looked around. It was a little far from the examination hall, but there were still a few parents waiting quietly with fans in their hands.

"I have one, but I don't want to smoke." Qin Maocai smiled and put the cigarette under his nose. "I want to see Xiaoxiao and the others become parents. I have to quit smoking and live for another 20 or 30 years … In another 30 years, I might be able to see my great granddaughter again."

Qin Maocai took a big gulp of water and sighed comfortably. He looked into the distance and squinted his eyes slightly. The blue sky was clear and cloudless, just like his mood. After a generation, he did not have Qin Hao's worry and anxiety for his daughter's exam. He only had hope for the future. It was life anyway. Not everyone could go to a famous university.

Perhaps this was what the old saying meant, "Don't doubt", "Know your destiny" and so on. In modern terms, it was clear.

An old man and a young man sat on the road and chatted. In the examination hall in the distance, the students were sweating and testing the results of their studies.

In the end, Xu Qing stood up, said goodbye to Qin Maocai, and strode away.

It was still early. The last day of the exam was a little late. He had nothing to do. He looked up at the fierce sun, took a cup of milk tea to the flower shop, and gave it to Gong Ping who had been busy in the flower shop these days. There was a guzheng in the shop. When no one came, she would play a few songs. It was not very tiring.

"Can you teach me when you have time?" Xu Qing looked at the guzheng in the shop and suddenly felt like a martial artist. He couldn't help but imagine the scene where he played the guzheng and Jiang He danced with the sword.

"Practice your boxing. Why do you need to learn this?"

"Is it easy to learn?"

"Not easy." Gong Ping plucked the strings with one finger and made a melodious long sound. "I have practiced for so long and only reached the eighth level. It depends on my talent."

Xu Qing didn't understand how this level was divided, but he gave up.

He didn't stay for long. It was easy to talk to an old woman. He went out and thought about the future of the sister and brother. He walked around aimlessly and came to the old house.

The old house was not old. It was not demolished. It was replanned according to the new rules. It was not demolished and built like before. Because the environment of the community was a little shabby, the house was a little shabby, and there was no quality problem with the house, so it was just renovated.

Xu Qing thought that the project was just a paint to make it look new. Later, he found that it was not.

The community was completely renovated from inside to outside. The water, electricity and pipelines of the house, the basic supporting facilities of the community, greening, community services …

The old residential area looked a little unfamiliar after such a torment. He walked around the room. Since the siblings went to high school, this place had been left empty again. There was nothing that could be used, so he casually looked around and walked out the door.

The gate was also renovated. It looked unfamiliar. The new electronic door needed to be swiped. The security booth was also rebuilt to a bigger one. People didn't need to come out. They could help the owner register inside.

The security guard inside was now a young man. He looked younger than 40 years old. The white security guard uniform was very professional.

A generation grew and a generation passed.

Xu Qing stood at the gate for a long time, trying to find a trace of the past. Finally, he sighed with a sense of loss.

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