The Most Random System-Chapter 700 - 362: In Front of My House Are Two Trees—One Is a Hawthorn Tree, the Other Is Also a Hawthorn Tree

So if you add it up, it seems like single-day off office workers might actually have fewer workdays than those with two-day weekends, and not just by a little but by a decade or even decades.

Zeng Ziang was slightly at a loss.

Damn.

Lin Li's perspective seemed too peculiar, yet it hit the nail on the head.

"Lin Li, who taught you to think from this angle?" After a moment of silence, Zeng Ziang couldn't help commenting, "This is so hellish."

Lin Li: "Hawking."

Zeng Ziang: "?"

Your mom.

Even more hellish.

No wonder Hawking is so smart. It seems this is closely related to his tendency to face challenges head-on by changing perspectives rather than ignoring or dismissing them as nonexistent.

Bu Hao, what am I thinking!

Clearing away the bizarre thoughts in his mind, Zeng Ziang felt a chill of fear and hurriedly returned to normal human conversational content:

"In any case, hawking isn't important. I'm really pleased with this job—even if the internship salary is a bit low and it doesn't get much higher after getting hired full-time. Still, you can't have everything—bicycles and bear's paws don't come together."

Fish is what I desire, and bear's paws are also what I desire; having both at the same time is what the hell gluttony is.

"Congratulations, brother." Lin Li responded with a smile.

Lin Li had initially engaged in conversation just to avoid awkwardness between the two. Now that the dialogue had reached a natural conclusion, his goal was achieved, and both began focusing on their work.

...

"Lin Li." A new voice called his name again.

He was quite popular today in the morning.

However, this time there was no need to look up to know who it was. Lin Li was very familiar with Xiaozhou's voice.

"Grandpa Zhou, what's up?" So Lin Li spoke as he raised his head.

Zhou Youwei was sitting on the bench in a pose almost like "Shinji sitting," but his upper body was quite upright. His green outfit was quite striking, and his fingers were interlocked as he gazed at Lin Li with a very complex look.

At this moment, Zhou Youwei's heart was as complex as his gaze.

When he saw the message in the group chat that Zhang Fang posted, he immediately came downstairs.

Though his impression of Lin Li had changed when Lin Li agreed to teach him "Body Refining Eighth Rank Technique,"

He couldn't shake the feeling there was something fishy going on when he saw Lin Li selflessly contributing to the community as per the message.

He couldn't rest easy without checking it out.

After observing Lin Li closely for a long time, Zhou Youwei found out Lin Li genuinely was serving the community wholeheartedly.

His seriousness and focus in his work were beyond what Zhou Youwei thought he himself could achieve when he was younger.

Adding to that, Lin Li's earnest approach in teaching the "Body Refining Eighth Rank Technique," facing challenges responsibly and sincerely.

Even though he himself couldn't reach Lin Li's level nor grasp his flair, Zhou Youwei didn't blame Lin Li, thinking it's normal since he's old.

With all this combined, Zhou Youwei was now certain he had greatly misunderstood Lin Li—Lin Li is definitely a good person.

Nevertheless, because of this, all the previous malice and distrust he had toward Lin Li turned into annoying guilt and self-blame in Zhou Youwei's heart.

If you're wrong, you should apologize.

It's tough for elders to apologize to youngsters, like how many parents just say "Come eat," when they want to bury the hatchet after an argument?

But Zhou Youwei thought it was not right, he shouldn't be that kind of elder.

So, when he heard Lin Li's "Grandpa Zhou, what's up," Zhou Youwei took a deep breath and immediately looked at Lin Li and solemnly said: "Lin Li, I'm sorry!"

Zhou Youwei gazed into Lin Li's eyes.

The next moment, he felt even more guilty.

Since he saw a complex mix of emotions on Lin Li's faltering yet silent face, combining elements of sorrow, relief, hesitation, smiles, and reluctance.

And Zhou Youwei understood, he completely understood; how could he not from that expression—

Lin Li must have been waiting for this apology a long time!

Turns out he knew everything, but never argued, just hoped to prove with actions that he wasn't the evil outsider Zhou Youwei imagined!

How could he not feel guilty?

"Child, say what you want. Grandpa accepts everything," so Zhou Youwei closed his eyes, sincerely yet with a tinge of resignedness: "I'm already... prepared to stand still and take a beating."

Lin Li: "Grandpa, Brother Ziang painted the bench. You don't need to apologize to me."

Zhou Youwei opened his eyes.

"(;☉_☉)?"

Lin Li blinked.

When he heard Zhou Youwei apologize, he knew.

Clearly, when Xiaozhou called his name, he had already realized he was sitting on the newly painted bench.

And the reason Xiaozhou apologized to him was because he thought Lin Li had painted the bench, thereby ruining Lin Li's hard work by sitting on it.

But it was Zeng Ziang who painted it, so the apology was addressed to the wrong person.

However, Lin Li did not fully understand and was slightly worried—Zhou Youwei said he "was prepared to stand still and take a beating."

Of course, you should stand straight—it's a must with the paint situation like that. If you don't, your pants and the bench would stick together later.

But getting a beating?

Huh? That's… really not necessary, right?

Due to Xiaozhou's frequent issues with muscle cramps, Lin Li also knew his children and they all seemed to respect and care for their father a lot.