In addition to worrying that Su Zelin would let himself go after going to college, she also had other intentions, which was to let the two children have more contact, but they could not be separated because they went to different college students.

"Auntie, I know!"

Qin Shiqing nodded slightly, feeling a little strange.

These days, whenever she comes to Su's house, her childhood sweetheart will find various excuses to go out, a bit deliberately avoiding her.

If she was angry because she liked to snitch on Zhao Lixia and Su Jianjun, Qin Shiqing wouldn't believe it.

She has been responsible for supervising Su Zelin for the two elders of the Su family for a long time, and it was not just in the past few days. In the past, Su Zelin could only complain a few words, so it was impossible for him to suddenly become emotional.

So, what is the reason?

Qin Shiqing was thinking, and Zhao Lixia said again: "Shiqing, are you free now? Auntie hasn't done any cleaning for a long time. I plan to clean up the house while I'm not busy today."

"Okay, Auntie, I have nothing to do, so I just came over to play!"

Qin Shiqing has been diligent since she was a child, often helping Zhao Lixia with work, and she has become accustomed to it. Sometimes, without Zhao Lixia telling her, she will help the Su family mop the floor, clean the windows, etc.

"It's better for Shiqing. Our bastard is a pampered old man like his father, so he won't help me share some housework. If it weren't for you, Shiqing, my aunt would have been exhausted sooner or later!"<

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Zhao Lixia chattered and got busy with Qin Shiqing.

Sweep the floor, mop wet and dry, disassemble and wash the range hood, clean the windows...

After several rounds of work, the house is much cleaner.

"Shiqing, I can clean the windows. Please go and help Zelin clean up the room. That kid is throwing things everywhere!"

"Okay, Auntie!"

Qin Shiqing washed the rag and hung it up, then walked into Su Zelin's bedroom.

The bastard is indeed quite lazy. Everything in the room is basically put wherever it is taken. For example, there are one comic book at the bedside, one at the end of the bed, one on the tabletop, and one on the chair. Clothes and miscellaneous items are also scattered everywhere.
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Su Zelin has no concept of organizing things into categories. Most of the time, Zhao Lixia and Qin Shiqing do it for him.

Qin Shiqing skillfully collected the clothes, folded them neatly and put them in the wardrobe.

Then I packed up other scattered items.

While sorting the comics into several piles according to their names and putting them in drawers, Qin Shiqing suddenly discovered something.

Under a pile of comics stacked in a drawer, there is a book that seems to be of different age and thickness, so it should be of different varieties.

With a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, she immediately took out the book and planned to organize it into categories.

However, seeing its true appearance, Qin Shiqing was slightly surprised.

It's not a comic, but a Chinese language book for the second volume of the third year of high school.

The handmade cover is very familiar because she personally made it for her childhood sweetheart.

As far as Qin Shiqing knows, Su Zelin's other textbooks and materials and exercises have been sold.

However, he secretly kept this book.

Stroking the Chinese language book, a faint smile spread across the girl's pretty face.

I want to see how long you can keep telling the truth!

After a while, she calmly put the Chinese book back to its place.

This is not ready to be dealt with.

……

***The author has something to say***

Today I was the first to recommend this book on Dian Niang.

After twenty days of hard waiting, 160,000 words were updated during this period!

People who have never experienced it will never understand what a lonely and long journey this is!

Especially when I first opened the book, the data was almost zero, no clicks, no book reviews, no rewards, no monthly votes!

There are recommendation votes, but they come from robots.

There is a little robot that will diligently throw me a few recommendation votes every night around twelve o'clock.

Even though I knew it was a robot, this move still warmed my heart.

It felt like suddenly seeing a glimmer of light from a distant lighthouse in the endless darkness of the sea.

The light is dim, but it allows the ship to know which direction to sail.

That direction is called—persistence!

The hard new book period has killed countless works, and the bleak data has discouraged young people from pursuing their dreams. This is where TJ was born.

I endured it and updated it almost every day.

Loneliness is terrible, but it also taught me perseverance.

Finally, the first book review, the first tip, and the first recommendation vote not cast by a robot came.

I don’t know when, the popularity of this book began to soar, and it reached the 60th spot on the list of first-time brides!

The cute little robot left quietly, and its ticket was never seen again.

Maybe I feel that I already have more reliable friends around me, and I can safely help other authors who are still suffering from loneliness in the new book period and need their own authors even more.

Speaking of which, I still miss that little guy a little bit.

Coincidentally, the first recommendation and the first day of promotion coincided with Labor Day.
Chapter completed!