Chapter 74 Carton in the Corner

After lunch, American friends need to take a break to adjust the jet lag, so there are no other activities in the afternoon. They will only be arranged to visit the campus of Beijing S Middle School tomorrow.

When leaving, Roy and Feng Wan said goodbye, "[English] Ms. Feng, you have a very smart child. If you have time to go to the United States in the future, you must contact me. In your Chinese words, it is 'the golden pig's clothes'."

Feng Wan expressed her gratitude. She thought Roy said so out of courtesy.

However, then Roy actually shook hands with Lin Hong and said

"[English] STONE, thank you very much for your help today. I think we are already friends, aren't we?"

"[English] Roy, don't worry about it. I'm just raising my hand." Lin Hong said naturally.

Roy shook his head: "[English] No, my friend, there is no big or small help. I'm serious. If it's convenient for you, I'd like to invite you and your family to dinner tomorrow. Thank you.

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The two of them talked calmly in very authentic English, and everyone next to them was stunned.

How could Director Feng's stupid son speak such fluent English? His spoken English seems to be better than his mother's!

Uninformed people just lament that Feng Wan's child's tutoring is so good. He must have started bilingual teaching from a very young age. It really deserves to be the director or something. Some people speculate that the child may have just returned from abroad.

And those who know Feng Wan's family situation, such as her secretary Xiao Lu, were completely shocked. She can't imagine where Lin Hong, who has been staying in the countryside, learned such fluent English.

Feng Wan herself was also very confused and surprised. She never knew that her son's English was so good. It seemed that she knew too little about her son.

Moreover, she was also very surprised that what had happened between Lin Hong and Roy just now, which made Roy value him so much and insisted on inviting him to dinner. She noticed this detail. The subject of Roy's invitation was Lin Hong, and she was just looking for her son's face. This was purely a private banquet.

Among the crowd, there is another person who has a strong interest in Lin Hong, that is, Xu Wenjing.

Although she didn't say a word to Lin Hong from beginning to end, and Lin Hong hardly said a word of Chinese in front of her, somehow, after hearing him speak English, she suddenly had a sense of déjà vu with him.

Where do I want to hear this sound? Xu Wenjing thought about it for a long time, but had no clue.

Girls generally believe in their sixth sense, and so does Xu Wenjing, so her eyes at Lin Hong at this moment are different from before.

At Roy's warm invitation, after Lin Hong asked his mother's opinion, he finally agreed to his invitation and agreed to have dinner with him here tomorrow.

After finishing the miscellaneous things, Feng Wan said goodbye to everyone and took her son back to a small apartment-style suite in Shichahai.

For Lin Hong, everything is very strange and novel. He just observes silently with his own eyes, and then understands and digests according to his own thinking.

The three-bedroom and one-living room suite his mother lives in is only about 100 square meters, which is indeed a little smaller than a whole house in the countryside. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of internal organs, such as kitchen, bathroom, balcony and so on.

From the layout and daily necessities, Lin Hong can infer that there is only his mother in this room, which can't help but completely eliminate some of the worries in his original heart.

"Xiao Hong, are you tired? Do you want to go to bed first?" Feng Wan took out a pair of plush slippers from the shoe rack and handed it to him. "Change this."

"I'm not tired, so I don't have to sleep." Lin Hong shook his head while changing his shoes.

He has forgotten what it's like to sleep.

"You can sit on the sofa first." Feng Wan turned on the TV in the living room, then ran to the kitchen, took out two big red apples from the refrigerator and cleaned them, and then gave them to Lin Hong.

"Eat an apple. It's imported from Japan. It's very sweet."

Lin Hong shook his head and put the apple on the coffee table.

Feng Wan suddenly seemed to think of something and immediately said:

"Come on, mom will show you your room."

After saying that, he took his son's hand and went to the two rooms inside.

In the suite, there are a total of three rooms, one master bedroom, one guest room, and the other room is slightly smaller, which is Feng Wan's study.

The guest room is usually empty and will only be used when relatives and friends come, but even if her good sisters come here, they usually sleep in the same bed with her.

Now that his son has come over, the guest room has naturally become his bedroom.

Feng Wan took her son to this room: "In the future, this will be your bedroom. Tell your mother what kind of bed you want and how you want to design it, and I'm sure it will meet your requirements."

Lin Hong just said "um", but it made her very happy.

The mother and son have been separated for too long, and the spiritual distance between them has not recovered. In addition, Lin Hong himself is not a talkative person. Feng Wan feels that it is necessary to work harder to make her son feel his love and care for him.

There are very few things in the guest room, and there is nothing to see. So Feng Wan continued to show her son to the other rooms.

First of all, her master bedroom is very feminine and fashionable. The most characteristic is that the master bedroom has a large balcony and a floor-to-ceiling window pattern, and you can see the outside scenery. It's right outside the Shichahai Sea, and the scenery is very good.

Of course, Lin Hong has no feeling about this. In his eyes, it's almost the same.

Next, they came to the study.

The first thing to see is a large bookshelf erected against the wall.

Seeing the bookshelf, Lin Hong's eyes suddenly lit up, which reminded him of the situation when he saw Grandpa Xu's bookshelf.

Grandpa Xu's bookshelf is like an endless treasure house, although he went from sneaking to "digging" day and night, and in the end he only touched the tip of the iceberg.

Although the bookshelf in front of him is not as huge as that of Grandpa Xu, it is much more exquisite than his. Lin Hong quickly walked to the bookshelf and quickly browsed the bibliography inside. The final result disappointed him a little.

Most of the books on the bookshelf are in some literary and political history, such as the four masterpieces, Chairman Mao's collection, and the general guide. And there are almost no science and engineering books that Lin Hong likes to read.

In the end, Lin Hong's eyes rested on a book called Apple-II, BASIC Programming.

Lin Hong's heartbeat accelerated a little. If his memory is not confused, the first programming language his ham friend LUS learned is BASIC.

He stretched out his slightly trembling hand and pulled out the book.

This is a white cover book, which is relatively thick, and the top three lines show "Apple-II", "BASIC" and "Programming". Published by Beijing Normal University Press, edited by Zhang Shiying.

After quickly turning two pages, Lin Hong was finally sure that this was indeed a book about the BASIC computer programming language!

He had a very happy smile on his face. At this moment, he really wanted to shout to express his ecstasy.

"Do you like this book?" Feng Wan, who had been watching her son, asked.

"Hmm!" Lin Hong nodded heavily.

"I bought this book for learning how to use computers before, but after I bought it, I found that I didn't need it at all." Feng Wan explained the origin of the book to her son, "The content is all about how to program computers."

She bought the wrong book. After buying it, she just took a look and threw it here.

At this point, she went to the desk, pulled out a square cardboard box from the side, and said:

"A good sister of mine sent me a computer from the United States. I don't know how to use it. I've been throwing it here to get dust..."

Lin Hong stared at his mother open the square cardboard box, revealing a TV-like display from it. His brain was completely blank, and he didn't notice the books in his hand falling to the ground.

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Hey hey, the dinner is coming.

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