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【Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves】 Chapter 1: One Step at a Time (5)

Accustomed to the comfort of sleeping with the fragrance of a woman's body in his arms, and even more accustomed to touching a woman's soft and elastic body and savoring it in his dreams, in a deep drunken state, Old Li subconsciously hugged the woman sitting by the bed taking care of him.

It can be said that in his aunt's impression, Old Li was always polite and well-behaved. Because his aunt was quite confident in her figure and appearance, she had never seen any invasiveness in Old Li's gaze since the day she met him. As for other actions of a certain nature, they would never appear in Old Li's eyes.

But on this drunken night, Old Li actually hugged her in his arms without any scruples! His aunt was shocked! And as a woman's unique instinctive reaction, she tried to break free from Old Li's arms around her waist.

To be honest, getting Old Li from one bed to the other had already exhausted my aunt. So when Old Li, still hungover, sensed the woman's movements and unconsciously tightened his arms around her waist, her struggles seemed futile.

My aunt struggled and whispered rebukes as Old Li held her tightly. Not only did he not loosen his grip, but he also began muttering to himself… “

Good girl… don’t move…

sleep well… we need to…”

Having no strength in her body was one thing, but the overwhelming sense of powerlessness made it even easier to give up. If she were simply held like this, even if she couldn't immediately break free, she certainly wouldn't give in. But it was Old Li's almost delirious murmurs in her hangover, intermittently babbling in her ear, that made my already exhausted aunt almost frantically give up her last attempt to escape.

The situation was quite unexpected. The aunt, who had given up struggling but didn't know what was about to happen, suddenly realized that with her surrender, not only did Old Li's previously tightened arms loosen, but his irritating babbling also stopped. Now, Old Li was sleeping soundly, his arms wrapped around the aunt, like a baby.

Silence fell. Seeing Old Li suddenly fall asleep so peacefully, the aunt seemed to have let go of something deep within her heart, and she too quieted down. It was this silence that allowed the aunt to carefully observe Old Li sleeping soundly, still recovering from his hangover.

He didn't reek of alcohol, nor did he have a rugged face; it was just a face with a nose slightly larger than average, but not particularly striking. This man, who could be considered an ordinary man, was now sleeping soundly with even, long breaths.

Carefully adjusting her body to a more comfortable position on the bed, the aunt, leaning against the headboard, turned her head slightly to the side. The man before her breathed evenly, and the strength he had emitted in his sleep, along with his few murmured words, flashed back and forth in her mind.

Perhaps afraid that any further movement would cause Old Li to hold her tightly again, or perhaps these two experiences had exhausted her, she simply watched and listened. Maybe she was truly tired, or perhaps the night was just so quiet. She didn't know how much time had passed, but when her body, which had been leaning against the headboard, sank completely onto the bed, her breathing became even softer and more even.

A series of thumping and banging sounds woke Old Li from his sleep. Looking around and listening carefully to the noises outside, Old Li now understood where he had been brought there last night after getting drunk.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Old Li got up and began searching the room for the clothes he had worn when he arrived. Yesterday, he was dressed, but there was nothing in the room. Looking at his pajamas, Old Li, who couldn't remember why he'd been there the night before, reluctantly got out of bed.

His head felt heavy, his throat dry, and his joints seemed a little stiff. As he assessed his condition, Old Li opened the bedroom door.

Reaching the top of the stairs to the second floor, the sounds of things being thrown and broken in the living room grew clearer, and Old Li could clearly hear his sister-in-law scolding him. Without stopping, Old Li peeked out from the top of the stairs.

It was already past nine in the morning. Old Li's sister-in-law stood in the middle of the living room, while his brother-in-law and the aunt he'd been drinking with the night before sat listlessly on the sofa, listening to her lecture them.

Old Li's sister-in-law returned home from work just as dawn broke. As soon as she entered the house, she saw her aunt already up in the kitchen preparing breakfast. Having worked all night, she greeted her aunt and went into the bathroom, wanting to wash away her fatigue.

However, the bathroom was not only a mess, but also reeked of an unbearable stench. Pinching her nose, she shoved her foot through the pile of jumbled things on the bathroom floor. The sight of the mess was horrifying, but the intense stench almost made her faint.

Just then, her aunt, also in a hurry, appeared at the bathroom door.

Without even asking her sister-in-law, the aunt, who was always intimidated by her sister-in-law's authority, blurted out the whole story of Old Li's drinking spree the previous night (of course, she held back some details). The aunt knew her brother-in-law even better than her sister, who had been married to him. So, seeing the mess in the bathroom, she knew exactly how drunk her brother-in-law had been!

It was her brother who had sent him, and her sister had gotten involved. Enraged, the aunt first called her brother, giving him ten minutes to get there, then stormed into her sister's room and dragged her off the bed. By the time Old Li was woken up by his sister-in-law's scolding and shoving, the poor brother-in-law and his aunt, who was arguably the culprit, had already received over two hours of re-education.

Old Li came downstairs, and the sister-in-law's almond-shaped eyes suddenly snapped open, fixed on her brother-in-law.

Just moments before, facing her brothers and aunt, she had acted like a housekeeper wielding a whip, reprimanding and intimidating the servants who had made mistakes. Now, she was facing her brother-in-law, but her words were full of reproach, making everyone feel nauseous. The other two, who had just been reprimanded, felt a pang of jealousy, thinking: "The difference between people is so vast!"

With the sister-in-law's attention completely on her brother-in-law, the brother-in-law and aunt, one feeling nauseous from the nausea and the other with a sour toothache, seized the opportunity and slipped away. After eating the breakfast his aunt had prepared, and being treated like a seriously ill patient by his sister-in-law, Old Li didn't know whether to feel happy or sad. When his sister-in-law came to his bedside again, he gently took her hands…

Only in moments like these could this woman shed the thorny outer garment that didn't belong to her. And only in moments like these, with sweat glistening in her hair and a hint of shyness in her languid expression, could Old Li's affection for her intensify.

At that moment, Old Li's mind seemed to drift back to over a decade ago, to a girl with two braids who had first seen him with innocent, curious, and slightly shy eyes, etching a tenderness into his heart that he now truly understood the weight of.

This affection, planted unintentionally in my heart, has not faded at all over the past ten years; instead, it has grown into an even stronger love within me.

Cherish this woman who has silently waited for him in his heart for over a decade, for the passing years have allowed that innocent and shy girl to spend the most radiant years of her life waiting.

Life doesn't offer more decades for someone to wait for, so let this deep love grow even stronger as this waiting finally blossoms.

Thinking this, Old Li gently kissed the woman's slightly flushed cheeks; thinking this, Old Li's hands softly caressed the woman's smooth back, slowly and tenderly…

At 8:30 PM on June 30th, the "July 1st" cultural performance, sponsored by the Qingjiang Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department, was grandly staged at the Qingjiang Grand Theater.

Throughout the entire performance, from the opening remarks to the slow fall of the curtain, perhaps few, whether organizers or the majority of those watching the performance, noticed the subtle changes in the VIP seats.

For example, why did the provincial party committee's involvement appear at several key moments in activities organized by the municipal party committee? Even though Qingjiang City is the provincial capital, and the provincial and municipal party committees are located in the same city, why did the provincial party committee's

involvement appear repeatedly in activities organized by the municipal party committee? Is there a special reason for this? Also, everyone sitting in the VIP seats noticed something: for what should have been a fairly ordinary organized event, it's understandable that those invited would attend. However, some people's arrival, perhaps only out of politeness, seemed to carry an air of uninvitedness.

Some say political life is like the sky we see every day; sometimes you see lightning, thunder, wind, and billowing clouds, but in the end, it's just a lot of thunder and little rain. But more often, just before a real storm, only those with great sensitivity and experience can discern the impending fury in the subtle details of nature.

This is like the eve of a devastating earthquake; perhaps it's just muddy well water, or a flock of small animals darting past you—small, subtle hints that something massive and unstoppable is about to happen.

Old Li has lived half his life, and although he's served as a leader in several departments, he hasn't truly experienced the political life that every leader must go through. This isn't to say that Old Li lacks political sensitivity or is inherently incapable of politics; he's simply too lazy and overly soft-hearted. Therefore, his biggest concern regarding the calculating and ruthless nature of politics is to stay far away.

However, during this cultural performance, those seemingly accidental glimpses of the situation, while Old Li didn't know who this impending political upheaval was targeting, allowed him to sense the prelude to changes in the political landscape at the provincial or municipal level.

The more gloomy the weather seems to indicate it's going to rain, the fewer people will stand on the street waiting to get soaked. But an unexpected, inconspicuous shower, where the sun is shining but the rain is falling, will leave many drenched.

Like a mother getting married, it doesn't matter who it is; Old Li knew he had no part in it. So, as he walked off the stage, his gaze swept over the faces of the VIPs before he turned and went backstage.

Those who were supposed to be sent home, if they had nothing to do at home, should be washing up and going to bed. But none of the eleven people still in the car gave a clear answer so that Old Li, acting as their temporary driver, could take them where they wanted to go.

Yes, where to go? As Old Li pondered this, Tian Rong, who had been sitting quietly in the passenger seat, gave him a hint: "Turn left here."

Linjiang Road, or more accurately, Old Linjiang Road, because after the Qingjiang River was diverted, all that remained was the deep and wide ditch that separated the river from it.

In Lao Li's memory, none of the women still in the car lived in this area. However, since Tian Rong had said she wanted to come here first, she must have her reasons. So, without asking any further questions, Lao Li, at Tian Rong's signal, turned left at an intersection on Old Linjiang Road.

The eye-catching yet understated signboard of the Red Shoes bar came into view, and Lao Li immediately understood that Tian Rong and her group were definitely coming here.

And why not? Only establishments like this were still bustling with activity late at night.

All ten women in the car (including four girls) got out. When Lao Li finally got out, there were already people waiting to greet Tian Rong and her group at the entrance of the Red Shoes bar.

Looking at the two people greeting them, Lao Li couldn't help but scratch his head. Hehe, the two people who greeted him were practically side by side: the manager of this bar and the proprietress of Biyuan Restaurant. This unexpected yet not entirely unexpected reunion made it understandable for Old Li to scratch his head.

Most people who come to bars, aside from those who are depressed and determined to drown their sorrows, have something else to do on the side. Today, Tian Rong and her group decided to come here, following the trend of the majority—to have a few drinks and do something else. So, led by the bar manager, Old Li and his group entered a private room with a small suite.

Wine, juice (because four minors were also there), and some dried and fresh fruits were laid out, and everyone sat down casually.

The reason for coming here was supposedly to toast the outstanding performance of No. 33 Middle School, but in reality, Old Li, the most central figure at No. 33 Middle School, hadn't uttered a single word on this topic even after several rounds of drinks.

This wasn't because of anything else, but because the proprietress of Biyuan Garden happened to sit next to Old Li when everyone casually sat down. And it was just that casualness that made Old Li's mouth practically sealed shut.

[Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves] Chapter 1: One Step at a Time (6)

Some people wear their heart on their sleeves, while others seem not to care about anything. Compared to the much more silent Old Li, the proprietress of Biyuan Garden sitting next to him seemed to have forgotten what had happened between her and Old Li before. Just like when Old Li first met her, she was bold and generous, yet still possessed a unique feminine charm.

There was no opportunity, and bringing up a somewhat somber topic now seemed inappropriate. With this realization, Old Li, temporarily setting aside his worries, quickly adapted to the atmosphere and joined in the leisurely activities with all the women and girls present…

In the morning sunlight, after exercising, Old Li thought about the land issue Qingyu had discussed with him the previous night, and couldn't help but reminisce about Qingyu's soft and delicate body.

Yes, time had grown Qingyu and the other children born in the 1980s into adults, and time had also given them the unique personalities of their generation.

It should be said that the post-80s generation was a source of confusion for Old Li and his generation. This confusion stemmed from two aspects: first, the distinct and prominent personalities of this new generation; and second, the undeniable flaws within those distinct personalities.

However, this confusion remains confusion. The reality is that Qingyu's striking and distinctive personality has left Lao Li, who has deeply experienced her charm, feeling an irresistible allure.

Just last night, in Qingyu and Damei's room, after Damei finished explaining the progress of the vocational school land project, and Lao Li shared his views on the issue, Qingyu and Damei fully revealed another side of themselves to Lao Li—a side of living for the moment…

From the bathroom to the living room, and then from the living room into the bedroom, as the scenes from last night replayed in Old Li's mind, a sudden surge of emotion welled up within him. He quickened his pace towards the room where Qingyu and Damei were still asleep.

The place where Old Li had been exercising that morning was some distance from Damei and Qingyu's room, and after only a few quick steps, he not only stopped but also his burning desire vanished. It

was Fei'er's mother, expressionless, appearing in front of him.

In Old Li's current home, because of his affair with Fei'er, whenever he saw Fei'er's mother—his mother-in-law, who was two or three years younger than him—he felt a guilty conscience, as if his body was covered in thorns, and he couldn't help but want to quickly hide far away.

As for Fei'er's mother, she couldn't stand Old Li, that despicable and filthy man, no matter how she looked at him. If it weren't for her daughter, she believed she would never want to see Old Li again! But her daughter was here, and the situation was already beyond repair, so even though Fei'er's mother tried to avoid seeing Old Li as much as possible, she still stayed with her daughter.

One was constantly avoiding him, afraid to see him, while the other truly hated him and didn't want to see him at all. Yet, these two people in such a relationship bumped into each other face to face early this morning. Was it

fate that they were destined to meet again? They were indeed enemies, but the road was wide enough, meaning that Fei'er's mother had deliberately come to see Old Li this morning.

After Fei'er became pregnant, Fei'er's mother came and took care of Fei'er, and the woman in the cheongsam arranged for Fei'er to go to the maternal and child health center in the North District for her prenatal checkups every week.

It turns out that Fei'er's mother didn't know the truth about Fei'er's pregnancy, so she simply accompanied Fei'er to her weekly checkups—a duty any mother who cares about her daughter would fulfill without hesitation. However, after learning the truth…

the more she knew, the more Fei'er's mother, driven by extreme disgust, wouldn't leave her daughter's side for a moment, and she absolutely wouldn't tolerate the person she so vehemently disliked being near her daughter! Therefore, for some time now, Lao Li has barely been able to spend a few minutes with Fei'er.

From preparing for the girls' basketball team at No. 33 Middle School to the junior high school entrance exams, from preparing for the "July 1st" arts performance to the senior high school students' college entrance exams, Lao Li has been tied up with a series of interconnected matters, barely having any time to stay at home. Moreover, because of Fei'er's mother, Lao Li dared not linger around Fei'er and risk offending her, so now it's truly rare to see Lao Li around Fei'er.

You know, if someone truly dislikes another person, then being able to avoid seeing them, or at least try to avoid seeing them as much as possible, is a rare form of peace of mind. But that's how things are; just when things seem to be going everyone's way, a twist occurs.

The reason for this unexpected encounter between Old Li and Fei'er stemmed from Fei'er's weekly prenatal checkup.

The person the woman in the cheongsam had contacted casually remarked yesterday, while Fei'er's mother accompanied her to the checkup: "Why is it always the baby's maternal grandmother accompanying her to the checkup? The baby's father must be too busy with work, right?"

Fei'er could manage a vague excuse to cover up this thoughtless remark, but it ignited a firestorm of anger within her mother, who was already barely containing it.

Yes, whose child was her daughter carrying?! But look at this shameless old man—he not only sat down and made things difficult for her, but he also avoided the situation, leaving her and her daughter to face all this! There's no such thing as a free lunch! This is utterly outrageous!

So, while accompanying her daughter for the checkup, Fei'er's mother didn't say a word. But as the anger she was suppressing grew stronger, a thought formed in her mind: "Hmph! You shameless old man, shouldn't we say something?"

The weather was really nice this morning, and Fei'er's mother's mood was as bright and clear as after a volcanic eruption! Yes, spitting on someone you utterly despise feels incredibly satisfying! With a

light step, Fei'er's mother walked ahead, her fiery heart not only extinguished by a bucket of spit, but also followed behind like a schoolchild after a scolding, head bowed, ready to demonstrate her displeasure. Old Li had never experienced anything like this in his life. However, in this moment of clarity and exhilaration, Fei'er's mother forgot one thing: she had initially vehemently opposed Old Li's presence near her daughter, yet now she was the one leading him back to her daughter's side.

What Fei'er's mother didn't expect was that from that day on, not only would her daughter Fei'er's life completely change, but Fei'er's own life would also undergo a huge transformation...

After Fei'er became pregnant, she experienced a few days of mild morning sickness. During that time, Fei'er's mother hadn't arrived yet, so Old Li personally took care of Fei'er's daily needs. The reason Old Li, a grown man, knew how to take good care of a pregnant woman was thanks to his first wife, Wei Hong.

Wei Hong's family was renowned for their ancestral bone-setting skills. However, in the past, in rural villages where transportation was inconvenient and medical resources were scarce, Wei Hong's family had practiced medicine for generations, treating more than just bone injuries. Many people with other illnesses would also come to them for treatment.

Over time, in addition to their inherited bone-setting methods, Wei Hong's ancestors had accumulated many folk remedies for treating other diseases. Although these folk remedies didn't form a systematic prescription system, they covered almost every aspect of medicine. After Wei Hong went from being a barefoot doctor in the countryside to a doctor at the Beicheng District People's Hospital, she did a very important job: organizing the various folk remedies passed down from her ancestors.

Old Li came to Wei Hong's hometown decades ago during the massive "Down to the Countryside Movement." There, he not only met Wei Hong but also later married her. At that time, Old Li was determined to settle down in Liumian Township for life. Since Wei Hong's father had no sons, he regarded Old Li as a son-in-law who had married into the family and wanted to pass on all the family's medical skills to him.

One taught without reservation, and the other learned very diligently. In the three years that were neither too short nor too long, Old Li, who had been a doctor for decades, learned almost everything except for practical medical experience.

Unlike most educated youth who returned to the city many years ago, Old Li didn't let "Xiao Fang," who remained in the village, shed tears as long as a river after leaving Liumian Township. Soon after returning to the city, he used his grandfather's connections to bring Wei Hong (and their child, Li Hongmian) from the countryside. Wei Hong continued her medical career in the city, while Old Li, although he had learned more about medicine, had inadvertently abandoned his studies halfway through. Even so, when Wei Hong wanted to organize the folk remedies passed down from their ancestors, Old Li's extensive knowledge proved invaluable. In fact, more than half of what Wei Hong compiled was derived from Old Li's memories.

Time took Wei Hong's life away at a young age, and Lao Li's life afterward had almost nothing to do with medicine. Perhaps these medical skills, as well as those well-organized and published prescriptions, would be lost with the passage of time. But as time went on, during Lao Li's leisurely days in the adult admissions office, he accidentally saw a post on an online forum that questioned whether the traditional Chinese medicine system, which had existed for thousands of years, still had any reason to exist.

This post deeply resonated with Lao Li, someone who had once studied a little Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). Indeed, in today's rapidly advancing technological world, is it truly time for the ancient, profound, and mysterious TCM to fade into obscurity?

With this question in mind and plenty of free time, Lao Li began comparing and contrasting modern medicine (primarily Western medicine) with traditional medicine, according to his own understanding.

TCM, especially traditional TCM, lacks a modern interpretation, allowing people to re-examine a medical system that has existed for thousands of years with contemporary perspectives.

This task was immense; Lao Li knew that if he, with his limited TCM knowledge, were to attempt it, it would likely take several lifetimes, and even a national-level research institute would struggle to produce a complete understanding within two or three years.

Through comparison and contrast, Lao Li, who realized he couldn't do anything about it, still gained some new insights.

It all stemmed from that post questioning Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM). Besides criticizing the lack of scientific basis in TCM's medical and pharmacological principles, the post specifically attacked TCM's care for women during pregnancy and postpartum.

In rural areas, many people may still follow tradition in caring for women before and after childbirth. However, after practical testing, these methods have indeed revealed significant problems. Many people are unaware that these arguments used to attack TCM don't actually originate from TCM itself, but rather from a tradition, a folk tradition formed under various constraints.

Since it was one of the main arguments, Lao Li extensively researched this area, from traditional Chinese medicine to modern medical and nursing concepts… After reviewing this vast amount of material, he still couldn't find a way to refute the arguments. Lao Li, however, had almost become a half-baked obstetrician-nurse, combining TCM and Western medicine.

Perhaps by the time Old Li reaches his age, even if he becomes a senior obstetrician and gynecologist, and even if he remarries, he probably won't have the chance to personally apply what he's read and browsed to his partner.

But life is unpredictable. He and Fei'er, who was originally his daughter-in-law, had this unexpected encounter. Fei'er's insistence on having a child with Old Li gave Old Li, who had only read and browsed these things but didn't know how to use them, a chance to put them to practical use, even if he was still a novice.

So, Old Li, ready to put his skills to good use on Fei'er and the child in her womb, readily took on the responsibility of creating a comprehensive prenatal and postnatal care plan for Fei'er.

Hehe, it's a pity, and it also fully illustrates another example of how unpredictable life can be: the unexpected arrival of Fei'er's mother forced Lao Li and Fei'er to quietly shelve the nursing care plan that Lao Li had painstakingly prepared in order to conceal their relationship.

To be honest, even if such a plan were presented to Fei'er's mother, besides revealing a father-in-law's concern for his daughter-in-law (who knows, and besides, isn't the child in his daughter-in-law's belly Lao Li's grandson?), it's hard for anyone else to draw any deeper or more complex conclusions. But real society often gives us examples to illustrate and explain certain phrases. For instance, the phrase "a guilty conscience needs no accuser" perfectly describes Lao Li and Fei'er's hasty concealment of the nursing care plan.

Their own daughter is pregnant with this shameless old man's child! And this old man is even more shameless, ignoring his daughter completely these past few days! Filled with righteous indignation, Fei'er's mother came to find Old Li, that shameless old man, on this bright sunny morning, wanting him to do something he was supposed to do.

What was the big deal? She just couldn't let the old man ignore his pregnant daughter!

To be honest, if Old Li hadn't been genuinely afraid of his mother-in-law, who was several years younger than him, he wouldn't have dared to stay near Fei'er for long.

This little vixen, Fei'er—Old Li wanted to have every part of her body in his mouth, never letting go. Every smile, every gesture of hers, and those captivating, intoxicating lips—when pressed against his most aroused part, Old Li, oblivious to the vast world beyond, wanted to be forever lost in this bliss.

But ever since Tiger's mother-in-law came to Fei'er's side, everything, no matter how unbearable the torment was, no matter how much he thought about Fei'er every day, the result was that he was even more dry. In the air when his mother-in-law blinked her sharp eyes slightly, Old Li could give Fei'er an apologetic and affectionate look.

So now, following behind his mother-in-law, Old Li, who could rightfully walk to Fei'er's side, was that seemingly bitter face a reflection of his true feelings?

[Volume 2: Passionate Maple Leaves] Chapter 1: One Step at a Time (7)

Mom and Old Li appeared in front of Fei'er one after the other, which surprised and puzzled Fei'er. However, in front of her mother, Fei'er still showed these feelings. She first greeted her mother, who had no expression on her face, and then, when her mother sat down, she gave Old Li, who was following behind, an inquiring look.

It's no wonder Fei'er was so cautious. On one side was her mother, and on the other was her man. With such a significant rift between them, and both equally important, Fei'er was caught in the middle, facing the most difficult situation. To be honest, Fei'er would be grateful if her mother and Lao Li could even maintain their current relationship. She was genuinely worried about what she would do if things got so bad that her mother and Lao Li couldn't even stay together.

Thankfully, even though her mother entered expressionlessly and sat down without saying a word, Lao Li, when Fei'er's probing gaze fell upon him, gave a barely perceptible nod and then shook his head. This eased Fei'er's anxiety to some extent.

Lao Li's nod meant that her mother had sent him there, while the shake conveyed two meanings: her mother's attitude hadn't ultimately changed. Therefore, they couldn't show anything too obvious, lest they touch upon her pent-up displeasure.

After carefully inquiring about Fei'er's recent health condition and reviewing all her medical records from the health center, Old Li essentially copied everything the doctor had said during Fei'er's examination, adding a few new points.

Rather than adding anything new, he concretized the doctor's general advice, such as the doctor's vague mention of strengthening nutrition and ensuring a balanced diet, which Old Li then translated into specific daily and meal plans. He also added a few extra things: a dietary supplement recipe he had hastily written down based on the current season and Fei'er's condition, as well as a plan for Fei'er to engage in moderate physical activity during pregnancy.

From the perspective of caring for a pregnant woman, Old Li's arrangements were remarkably comprehensive. Moreover, to show Fei'er's mother his sincerity, he had pulled out all the stops.

However, people often forget one thing, especially when they urgently need to change others' opinions: gradual progress is far better than rushing for quick results. Take Lao Li, for example. His intention was to show Fei'er's mother how well he cared for Fei'er, but he never expected that Fei'er's mother, after seeing his performance, would think: even if Lao Li already has two children, it's normal for him to have some experience in parenting. Yet, Lao Li is now acting almost like a parenting expert, especially since his work and life have absolutely nothing to do with this. In a sense, where did Lao Li get such extensive experience? Is it because he already has two children? Or does Lao Li simply have an interest and passion for it?

It seems that none of the explanations, upon closer analysis, are sufficiently convincing. So, what is the ultimate explanation for Old Li's behavior just now? Fei'er's mother, still expressionless, glanced at Old Li with a probing look. She increasingly felt that even Old Li's calm demeanor seemed to betray a lack of sincerity. Whatever he

was hiding would eventually be revealed. Turning her gaze back to her daughter Fei'er, Fei'er's mother thought to herself, then suppressed her earlier doubts.

Yes, there's still a long time ahead; with time, everything will gradually become clear!

Old Li, who had been busy in Fei'er's room for almost an hour before emerging, was unaware that from the moment he left that room, for a considerable period, every action he took and every word he uttered, if heard or seen by anyone, would be questioned and then meticulously analyzed.

The final exams were over, and the suddenly quiet campus felt somewhat empty. The junior high school entrance exam results were out, and the senior high school entrance exam results were also finalized. These two new report cards were placed in front of Old Li, but his expression was unreadable.

Jiangzhong City's Third Middle School was the best middle school in the entire city. Looking at the results of this year's entrance exams, eleven students from the Third Middle School met the admission score for the Third Middle School, and even more students from the Third Middle School met the admission scores for top-tier schools like the Fifth and Fourteenth Middle Schools.

Although the current education system uses a regional enrollment system, due to the uneven distribution of educational resources and fierce competition among schools in various fields, the regional enrollment system is, to some extent, somewhat ineffective.

Take the Third Middle School, for example. Because of its abundant resources, especially in education funding, it not only fulfilled its assigned regional enrollment quota but also extended recruitment invitations to the entire city and even to the districts and counties under its jurisdiction.

Such recruitment invitations not only include the highest admission scores in the city, but also offer various preferential conditions that other schools cannot match during the recruitment process. For example, for some impoverished students with outstanding academic performance, the admission conditions offered by the Third Middle School are practically such that these students only need to prepare nothing to attend. Other top-tier middle schools in

the city, even if they don't have the same financial resources as the Third Middle School, offer equally attractive extra-quota admission conditions. It can be said that any student from the Thirty-Three Middle School who takes the high school entrance exam this year, as long as they reach the admission scores of these schools and are willing to study there, will definitely receive better educational opportunities than at the Thirty-Three Middle School.

Old Li is now facing a dilemma: No. 33 Middle School's average score in the high school entrance exam was fourth in the city, with two students ranking in the top ten. This means that if these high-achieving students choose to attend top-tier schools in the city, No. 33 Middle School will face a huge embarrassment in its own high school admissions this year: the school will lose a large number of its own high-achieving students.

Perhaps another set of results can alleviate this situation to some extent. That's No. 33 Middle School's college entrance exam results this year: out of 61 students, one reached the admission line for Peking University, 28 reached the first-tier university admission line for any of the top 100 universities in the country, and the remaining students who met the second- or third-tier university admission lines left less than ten students who didn't qualify.

From the first-tier university admission rate to the overall college entrance exam pass rate, No. 33 Middle School is among the top in the city. But can such a college entrance exam result really keep those high-achieving students from the high school entrance exam at No. 33 Middle School to continue their studies?

This is both a relief and a worry, but ultimately it boils down to whether No. 33 Middle School can offer something tangible to alleviate the gap with other schools in terms of admission criteria.

Indeed, improving the hardware and software of teaching, besides strengthening the teaching staff, is just empty talk without substantial financial investment. Given No. 33 Middle School's current situation, even if such an investment were made, could it fundamentally change people's choices? Because ultimately, the decision of whether to keep or leave doesn't rest with the students themselves, but with their parents, who are more focused on practicalities.

The quality of a school's student body, to a certain extent, determines its competitiveness in the coming years. Every school will try its best to retain good students. Old Li isn't a saint, and none of the teachers at No. 33 Middle School have the magical ability to turn lead into gold. Therefore, as the next academic year approaches, Old Li also needs to carefully consider this aspect.

However, for now, Old Li was comparing the admission results of various middle schools in Jiangzhong City last year with the admission results of No. 33 Middle School this year. The admission results of other schools in the city hadn't been released yet, so for a short time, Old Li didn't need to worry too much about it.

Thinking this way, and having a rare free morning, Old Li put aside his thoughts and turned on his computer.

His daughter, Xiaozhu, was already on summer vacation, and she had made a promise to him that as long as she maintained her position in the top three of her class, she would play the games that Old Li was currently managing for her during the summer.

After logging into the game, Old Li checked and organized the various skills of the game characters, the game maps, the friends he had added, and the items he would need. Yes, in a few days, his daughter would be experiencing the fun of the game herself. As her father, and as her gaming custodian, Old Li always wanted to make sure everything was in order before handing it over to her.

Everything else in the game was fine, but the in-game friends he'd added for leveling up and other reasons were giving Old Li a headache.

These friends were all added by Old Li, an adult, according to his own way of thinking. But his daughter, Xiaozhu, was only a high school student. How would she accept things from the adult world, which was still quite distant from her?

To be honest, Old Li only had six or seven friends in the game. It was only when he was busy with other things that Fei'er, who wasn't exactly a game manager but often helped him with tasks, generously added over a dozen friends for him.

Although most of these friends were female characters, and these characters had helped Old Li a lot when he was online leveling up, even Old Li himself rarely got to know them well, let alone Xiaozhu, who hadn't really played the game much.

The virtual world of the internet is both vast and small, a world that no one can truly define. Once it truly connects with real life, many heartbreaking things inevitably come to light.

Xiaozhu is just a high school student; whether in the adult real world or the virtual world, she has so much to learn and deal with. What worries Lao Li is his position when Xiaozhu is exposed to these things.

Although his daughter is still a child, she has her own space. Just like this game, when his daughter wants to relax, it's not right for Lao Li, as her father, to simply stand by and watch. But if Lao Li isn't around, who knows which corner of this virtual world might slither out wearing a mask?

Being afraid of choking on food and not eating is definitely not a good idea (for example, deleting all the game friends added in the game). Trusting his guidance and believing that his daughter had the ability to distinguish right from wrong, Old Li had just moved the cursor away from the delete button when two SOS signals from the game came through.

At the beginning of this game, Old Li, who had just started completing game tasks under the guidance of his student Tan Liang, encountered three people in a place called Huashan on the game map.

They were all doing the same system task, but Old Li, under the guidance of his student Tan Liang, had completed it very skillfully, while these three, who were obviously novices, were now in a dangerous situation. Seeing that these three novices would die immediately if no one went to help, Old Li, who was a semi-experienced player, stepped in to help.

In doing so, he also completed the system task he had received, and Old Li made friends with these three game friends.

Three female characters, all playing the most stylish and coolest characters in the game – the "Young Hero" – had been playing with Lao Li ever since they added him as a friend. Whenever they saw him online, they would level up together.

These three female characters, who were the first to add Lao Li as a friend, not only chose the character of a young boy, but also generally only logged in on weekends, leading Lao Li to guess that they might be middle or high school students.

Perhaps Lao Li himself was a teacher, or perhaps his daughter was going to try playing the game, so Lao Li always felt a sense of kinship with players in the virtual world who might be students, especially those who only logged in during their free time. After observing these three for a while, Lao Li genuinely considered them friends.

Tan Liang shared a lot of game experience with Lao Li that others needed to repeatedly explore to master, and as Lao Li gradually became proficient in these tips, he gained many items in the game.

For example, in the game, Old Li, who already had a pair of Emei Daggers (a superior weapon), gave one of his three friends, the one dressed in white, a pair of Water-Splitting Emei Daggers. He also gave a Yue Maiden Sword to his friend (or perhaps he) because she always wore light purple and liked it. Since rare, high-quality weapons are extremely difficult to find in the game, after his two companions had their desired weapons, the one who liked the yellow-clad weapon, Old Li, spent a lot of time crafting a pair of top-quality Ruyi Flying Rings for her. She then sent Old Li a series of thank-you messages in the game

. These three friends, who only logged in on Saturdays and Sundays, even after joining the Sword Flower Palace sect created by a female character, still encountered Old Li and followed him while leveling up.

A man with three beautiful women, even in a virtual world where their genders were unknown, often attracted attention from other players. Of course, many of these attentions had only one purpose: to kill Old Li's in-game character.

Having been in many fights, both slashing others and being chopped down, Old Li and his three original friends have grown increasingly close. Seeing that his friend's distress location wasn't far from where he logged in, Old Li quickly moved his mouse and began to act.

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