My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 171 Emoticon God Synchronization

Lin Lu nodded in agreement, "It’s much better than the brigade’s blackboard newspaper. Only like this can it play a role in propaganda."

Compared to the small, battered blackboard in the village, nobody even wanted to look at it.

When was there ever a matter that didn’t require the Captain to shout through his broken loudspeaker?

Lin Qingmu felt the handwriting on the blackboard newspaper looked familiar, scratched his head, and glanced sideways at Lin Tang.

"Tangtang, how come the writing here looks a bit like yours?"

When Lin Lu and Li Xiuli heard their third son’s words, they also looked toward their daughter in shock.

No... way?

Lin Tang hadn’t expected her third brother to recognize her handwriting at a glance.

She hooked the corner of her lips slightly and nodded.

"I’m the one who made this blackboard newspaper!"

Really?

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli couldn’t help but widen their eyes, mouths slightly ajar.

Their faces were full of disbelief.

The couple’s expressions were in perfect sync.

"Tangtang, did you draw these pictures too?" Lin Lu asked, staring at Lin Tang in a daze.

When did their girl pick up the skill to draw?

"Yep, I drew them too. Not bad, huh?" Lin Tang said with a smile.

She learned this skill in that other world.

She could only do the simple stuff; complicated art was beyond her ability.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli exchanged looks of befuddlement.

Before they could react, Lin Qingmu spoke excitedly.

"What do you mean, ’not bad’? Don’t be too modest now, huh? You really did this? We’re family—no lying. Sister, you’ve outdone yourself again."

He gave two enthusiastic thumbs up.

His eyes were glued to the blackboard newspaper.

As if he wanted to etch it into his memory.

Lin Tang lifted her chin, her voice playful.

"For real, truer than true gold—why would I lie to you?"

She was so good that her own family couldn’t believe it.

Hmph!

Lin Qingmu reluctantly tore his gaze away, wanting to ruffle his sister’s head.

But seeing the neatly braided pigtails, he refrained and instead vigorously ruffled Goudan’s shiny bald head.

My sister is awesome!

Goudan looked confused, "?!"

He gazed at him with a sense of grievance.

Lin Qingmu cleared his throat upon meeting his grandnephew’s resentful gaze.

"Ahem, have you seen the writing and drawings on the blackboard?

Your little aunt’s calligraphy and painting are impressive, right? Study hard, and you’ll be able to do it too."

He began by trying to distract Goudan but ended up seriously advising him.

Education makes a person progress—this saying couldn’t be truer.

Goudan looked visibly resigned as he grunted.

Despite being little, he touched his own head, his expression suggesting indulgent leniency even if you’re unreasonable.

"Uncle, if you wanted to touch my head, you could’ve just done it. No need to beat around the bush.

I’m seriously focusing on my studies. Plus, my little aunt’s been teaching us to draw—I can draw houses now," Goudan said haughtily, lifting his little chin.

The family said knowledge learned is one’s own.

He understood this principle well.

When he goes to school, he aims to be like his little aunt, scoring a hundred every time.

When he grows up, he’ll be a worker and buy whatever he wants.

Lin Qingmu was unaware of Goudan’s lofty ambitions.

Seeing the subtle disdain in his grandnephew’s eyes, he couldn’t help but laugh.

He clenched his fist, causing a few cracking sounds.

Seeing this, Goudan realized his uncle was about to lose it.

He immediately ran behind Lin Tang and tattled decisively.

"Little aunt, Uncle is going to hit me!"

Lin Tang stepped in front of Goudan and casually placed her hand on his shiny head.

"Your grandparents are here, your uncle wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you," Lin Tang said with a sly smile.

Lin Qingmu clutched his chest.

That hurts!

Not being the favorite of his sister anymore...

It’s suffocating, heartbreaking... it hurts inside...

Lin Tang shook her head helplessly.

Her third brother could be considered the ancestor of drama kings.

Lin Tang gave Lin Qingmu a comforting look with her clear eyes and picked up Niuniu.

"It’s about time we headed to the performance hall, it’s going to start soon."

Thankfully, they left home early.

Otherwise, with their dawdling, the event would have already started.

Lin Qingmu’s body jolted, and he immediately straightened up, hoisting Choudan onto his shoulders.

"Then hurry up, which way?"

"Go straight, then turn left and you’ll be there," Lin Tang said.

As soon as she finished speaking.

Goudan and Choudan, two boys brimming with energy, ran ahead like a gust of wind.

Lin Qingmu quickly followed behind them.

Niuniu, seeing her brothers and younger brother leave, urged Lin Tang anxiously.

"Aunt Tangtang, let’s hurry and catch up with them."

Lin Tang picked up her pace.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli also started walking much faster.

Today there was a performance; the grand doors to the performance hall were finally opened.

The grey-brick building, the brown grand doors.

The admirable grand staircase.

It made one’s heart swell with joy.

When they reached the entrance, Lin Tang put down Niuniu.

"Why not go in first?" she asked.

Lin Qingmu scratched his head, belatedly feeling uncomfortable.

"...waiting to go in together with you."

They weren’t factory workers, what if they were kicked out?

It’s one thing to embarrass himself, but it’s quite another to embarrass his sister.

Goudan and Hutou were excited, but watching the bright lights and bustling scene inside.

Their hearts were thumping.

The lively and cheerful boys from the village felt an unusual timidity at this moment.

Lin Tang understood their feelings and said, "Then let’s go in together."

No sooner had she finished speaking.

Lin Lu and Li Xiuli came over as well.

Seeing the situation, and then looking at the busy scene inside, their hearts skipped a beat.

They felt a twinge of panic.

This, this scene...

Was their decision to come for the experience a mistake?

Lin Tang could see what her parents were thinking.

She walked over, supporting Li’s mother with one hand.

Calling out to her father, she stepped inside.

She had barely taken a few steps when she turned her head back.

"Third brother, I’m leaving Goudan and the others in your care."

Lin Qingmu patted his chest with a smack.

"Don’t worry!"

Goudan: I’m clever, so I won’t be a worry to uncle.

Not just that, but I’ll also help uncle look after my younger siblings.

Lin Tang led her family into the performance hall.

Their family indeed stood out.

Especially the three little bald heads.

One calm and clever, one delicate, and one simple and honest.

Oh, and there was a pretty little girl wearing a fashionable hat.

Each with their own charm, talk about a show-stealer.

Qin Suqing had come to join the fun since noon.

She had heard from Tangtang that she would bring her family over.

Worried her friend would arrive and not find good seats, she had taken the best row early on.

The Lin Family was large, and as soon as they entered the performance hall, Qin Suqing spotted them.

The girl stood up, waving to Lin Tang with a bright and beautiful smile.

"Tangtang, Tangtang, over here! Come over here!!"

Lin Tang maneuvered through the bustling crowd, spotting the girl cheerfully waving her scarf.

She waved her hand at Qin Suqing to show she had seen her.

Lin Tang led her parents towards the front.

Lin Qingmu, with the four little radish heads in tow, followed behind.

"Uncle Lin, Aunt Li, Tangtang, you’re here!" Qin Suqing greeted them with a sweet smile, full of warmth.

Like a little sun.

Li Xiuli had a very good impression of the young girl in front of her.

And thinking about how generously she lent her bicycle to Tangtang, her smile became even warmer.