"Lao Lin, why don't you just ask our son directly? Why did you drag me to the room?"
Watching his wife looking fierce, Father Lin could only shake his head with a wry smile:
"Hey, we can't rush this. That brat suddenly got all this money, and my biggest worry is whether he can handle it. Besides, the fact that he just bought a car for four million proves the point."
After hearing this, Empress Dowager Ye furrowed her brows. Although she wasn't as forward-thinking as her husband, she understood the reasoning.
Hence, Empress Dowager Ye also felt anxious, her brows knitting more tightly:
"So, Lao Lin, what do you suggest we do? How about I just go and take his bank card?"
Seeing this, Father Lin quickly waved his hand:
"That won't do. The day after tomorrow is the college entrance exam. Any disturbance now could affect his mood, and that might impact his performance! Oh, right, dear, what did the class teacher say earlier? I noticed you suddenly changed your attitude towards that brat, which isn't like you."
As he spoke, Father Lin suddenly remembered the incident before Sun Zhi's visit and spontaneously brought it up.
Upon hearing this, Empress Dowager Ye's furrowed brow unexpectedly relaxed, and she showed a look of excitement and thrill:
"Hey, I almost forgot if you hadn't asked. The class teacher called mainly to say that Xiao Yi shouldn't repeat a year."
Upon hearing this, Father Lin's brow furrowed even more, a look of confusion on his face:
"Not repeating a year?? Didn't she say before that Xiao Yi has great study skills and that repeating could get him into a top university? Why is she against it now?"
Seeing her husband's expression, Empress Dowager Ye chuckled and kept him guessing:
"No need to repeat, so why are you so thrilled? Besides, my son has completely inherited my excellent genes. Even without repeating, getting into the best university is no problem!"
This left Father Lin speechless. Fine, now it's her excellent genes—but when it was causing trouble, it was supposedly following his genes...
Of course, this was a thought he only dared entertain in his mind. If he actually said it out loud, he was sure to spend the night in the living room...
Filled with interest, Empress Dowager Ye temporarily forgot about the five million and began excitedly telling her husband about the teacher's call.
In the following moments, exclamations of shock could occasionally be heard from inside the bedroom. 'What? The principal really offered a quota for Fudan University to our son??'
'What?? This brat actually turned it down? No, I need to talk to him. It must be related to that five million! Hey, hey, why are you stopping me, dear? Okay, go ahead, you continue...'
'Pfft! Cough, cough, cough... What?? This brat scored a perfect mark??? How is this possible?? Did this brat cheat or something!'
...
Even sitting in his own room sorting through fragments of porcelain, Lin Yi could vaguely hear his father's exclamations, leaving him puzzled.
What's up with Comrade Lin? He didn't even drink at dinner, so why does he seem so drunk now??
Shaking his head, Lin Yi ignored what was happening outside and continued focusing on sorting the porcelain shards before him with all his attention.
Once he categorized them roughly, he'd call Lao Lin over to help with more detailed sorting.
Taking out his new phone from his pocket to check the time, seeing it was already 7:30 PM, just four more hours and he could proceed to disassemble and recreate once again.
By then, if he could craft a treasure porcelain piece, his plan could take action.
Of course, it would be best if he could create another piece of Yuan dynasty blue and white porcelain, that would be even more perfect!
...
"No, dear, we still need to wait on this matter, see how it goes. Our son's outstanding academic performance might even be spurred by that five million, you never know."
In their bedroom, Father Lin regained his composure, waved his hand, and concluded that it was not yet the right time to discuss this matter with their son.
It's best to wait until after his college entrance exams to have a proper talk, then there's no need to worry about affecting his results.
Overall, they also agreed on maintaining their normal attitude towards their son: scold when necessary, punish when needed, and, if required, exert pressure. In general, make sure the brat doesn't develop an inflated sense of self.
Although Empress Dowager Ye usually had the final say at home, at crucial times, she still listened to Father Lin's advice.
*Knock, knock, knock.*
"Lao Lin, already going to bed so early? I have something to ask your advice on."
As Father Lin and Empress Dowager Ye were discussing their strategy for their son, Lin Yi suddenly knocked on their bedroom door.
With a glance exchanged between Father Lin and Empress Dowager Ye, Father Lin gestured to Empress Dowager Ye to calm down: "Take it easy, dear, let me gather some intel first."
Even slick Lao Lin, was always cautious when it came to his kid—this is what parents in Huaxia are like.
Settling his mood, he got up and went out:
"Brat, what are you making a fuss about? What's the matter?"
Seeing his dad coming out, Lin Yi furtively glanced behind him, and only after confirming his mom wasn't around did he let out a sigh of relief.
Father Lin, feeling annoyed, glared at his son, silently pointed at Lin Yi's room, indicating him to retreat!
Inside Lin Yi's room, staring at the thoroughly sorted pile of porcelain shards on the table, Lao Lin felt complicated.
There's no need to ask; it was obvious that his son was lost in the world of porcelain after discovering a piece of Yuan dynasty blue and white.
He wanted to tell his son that collecting antiques is very intricate, and getting sucked in by a single find is dangerous.
Fortunately, his son's place only had fragments, rather than complete porcelain pieces, which shouldn't be a big deal.
Lin Yi eagerly ran out to make his dad a tea, happily brought it in, and then looked at Lao Lin with a proud grin:
"Heh, so, Father, isn't your son showing some of your skills? I'm not bragging, but with my porcelain sorting skills, even most masters can't do it this quick!"
When it came to professional matters, Father Lin simply showed disdain on his face, though he just pursed his lips after dismissing the bragging. He was too uninterested even to respond to this brat, directly focusing on fiddling with the fragments in front of him.
[To be continued....]