Chapter Eighty-two: Parting

  This afternoon, as soon as school was over, Xiao Wei rushed back to her room to do her homework. Er Ge Leng Zhēn Lín also had no choice but to obediently go and do his homework under the strict gaze of Old Mother Lí Huàn Fēn. Only Lěng Bīng Hán was happy, lazily lying on the sofa, turning on the TV, and with great interest watching the animated version of Transformers. Although he had watched the live-action Hollywood movie "Transformers" before his rebirth, for this animation that left a deep impression on him in his childhood, he still felt it was meaningful.

  From a modern perspective, the images of Autobots and Decepticons in the animated film seem somewhat simple and dull, with faded colors. However, they seem to have recorded memories from my childhood, and every time I watch it, I involuntarily merge some fragmented memories from my past life.

  Xiao Wei actually also likes watching these cartoons, but she thinks her homework is more important than anything else. As soon as she gets back, she definitely has to do her homework first and put everything else aside. For her, being able to return to school again is already a very satisfying thing, and she cherishes this opportunity very much.

  Er Ge Leng Zheng Lin, although he doesn't like watching cartoons, is envious of Leng Bing Han's carefree and leisurely attitude towards doing his own things. He can't help but feel a pang in his heart. Now that he's in the second year of high school, his mother, despite not being highly educated, knows to keep an eye on him to study, review, and do homework, which is necessary for getting into a good university next year. If he doesn't finish his homework or dare to run out without reviewing his books, he'll definitely get a scolding.

  Leng Bing Han was able to be so carefree for two reasons: firstly, he was only in his first year of high school and didn't have too much pressure on him. Secondly, it was all due to his daily behavior and exceptionally good grades, which made his parents very trusting of him and not bother to manage him. This was something that Leng Zheng Lin could envy but couldn't learn from. After a moment of silent ridicule, he might as well honestly take out his books and start the painful process that he had to go through every day.

  Just after watching TV for a short while, the sound of cars came from outside, and Leng Yuxiao knew that Father must have come back from work. Sure enough, soon Father Leng Yunxiang walked in with his briefcase. Since the steel plant's affairs were settled smoothly, things had been going well lately, so Leng Yunxiang also got off work early, unlike before when he was busy day and night outside.

  "Dad, you're back? Mom made braised pork and steamed fish today, we can eat soon." Ling Bing was very obedient and helped Dad with his slippers, even pouring him a cup of tea. In his past life, he had taken too much from his parents but repaid them too little. Heaven had pitied him, giving him a chance to rebirth, so he naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to be more filial.

  Holding the remote control, he switched the TV to a news program. Leng Yichen finally sat quietly beside his father and watched the news with him. Leng Yunying seemed to be enjoying this family joy as well, smiling and stroking his head, happily watching the news.

  This isn't just a pretentious act to please Lingyun. It's said that those who work in politics and finance must read the news, carefully understanding its direction, in order to clarify their next step and thought process. Reading the news also helps one gain a deeper understanding of this era. Although I'm reborn, I know about major events and policies, but when it comes to some details, I'm not entirely clear. Some news programs can also bring inspiration and ideas.

  After watching TV for a while, Leng Yun rubbed her temples and said to Leng Bing Han: "Your godfather called today."

  "Ah, Dry Dad called, what did he say?" Leng Bing Han wasn't too concerned.

  Wang Peiyuan has been in Shu for several years, but every ten days or half a month, he would call and talk to Leng Yunchen about work-related things, or ask about Leng Binghan's situation. If Leng Binghan was at home, Wang Peiyuan would always chat with him, and he and his wife thought of Leng Binghan so much that they wished they could bring him to Shu immediately. Wang Yanyan was the same, after graduating from university in 89, she stayed in a primary school in Shu to teach, and before graduation, she even came to Changfu with Leng Binghan for a happy summer vacation, and when leaving, she almost wanted to pack Leng Binghan into her bag and take him back to Shu.

  So it's not very surprising for Leng Bing Han to call her father-in-law.

  "I don't know who told your father about you being kidnapped, he was worried but scolded me severely for not taking good care of you." Lingyun Yai said with a bitter smile: "As if he were your real father, do I not know how to feel heartache for my own son?"

  This remark is really cold and hard to answer, so I can only touch the back of my head and smile.

  "Your godfather said that with your current situation, Changfu is a small place that has nothing left for you to learn from. Staying here is useless. He wants to take you to Shu Du, what do you think?" Leng Yunying said after taking a sip of tea, her tone somewhat deep and profound.

  "Going to Shu Du?" Leng Bing Han scratched his head.

  He was actually considering this issue some time ago.

  After the school conflict incident, my own identity was exposed, and for a time, the world around me completely changed. Whether it was teachers or classmates, there were some different things in their eyes when they looked at me, with fear, evasion, flattery... The way they treated me was either distant respect or careful consideration, with a hint of hypocrisy and deliberate flattery. Even though I never thought of myself as a spoiled rich kid, I suppose I must have been categorized as one by them.

  In such an environment, he indeed felt a little disgusted with himself, and for this reason, he pondered the development of Shu in the past more than once.

  Shu is a place he will eventually go to, for him, the four seas are his own stage, Su Qi is too small, Chang Fu is too small, even Shu is too small, but meals need to be eaten one bite at a time, and roads need to be walked one step at a time, can't rush, after all, he's not even eleven years old yet.

  What if I went to Shu Du, what would my parents do? How should I bring it up? Would they be heartbroken? These questions have been troubling me, making me hesitant and indecisive, and now Dad has brought them up.

  "What did you and your mom think about it?" After a moment of contemplation, Leng Bing Han kicked the ball back.

  "I haven't even had a chance to discuss it with your mother yet, but I think she'll support it too." Lingyun let out a soft sigh and said, "As parents, who would be willing to let their child leave them? But who made you such an outstanding kid? Your godfather was right, Changfu is still too small for you."

  "So you want me to go to Shu Du?" asked Leng Bingxue cautiously.

  "Go!" Leng Yun said firmly.

  Looking at Father's slightly white temples, Leng Bingxue suddenly felt a sour nose and rushed into Leng Yunyi's arms, sobbing: "But I don't want to leave you guys."

  "Stupid child!" Lingyun gently stroked his head, saying with deep emotion: "As children grow up, they must go out and make their own way. Parents hope that their children will be eagles soaring in the sky, or horses galloping across the seas, rather than remaining childish forever. Your older brother didn't also go to another place to study? I know that our family's Xiao Han is the best, after going to Shu Du, he will definitely have a broader vision and an extraordinary life."

  "What's wrong with you two?" Li Yufen came out with a dish, saw that Leng Yun and his son both had red eyes, was very surprised, but also didn't pay much attention to it. She was a housewife, managing the household chores was her job, men's affairs she generally didn't ask about.

  The food is delicious, but the cold and gloomy atmosphere makes it tasteless. It can't be denied that he has always had the idea of leaving early in his heart. The constraints in Changfu are too many, and the sky is not open enough. Without the burden of family, he can show himself more freely. But once he really decides to leave this warm home, his heart feels empty and uncomfortable. Thinking about it, even the steamed fish that he usually loves to eat has lost its appeal.

  After dinner, Leng Bing Han hurriedly ran to the kitchen to wash dishes, and Xiao Wei also went to help. What's different is that Xiao Wei always helps in the kitchen, while Leng Bing Han purely has a feeling in his heart. He usually doesn't like to bother with household chores, but thinking that such opportunities might be rare in the future, he couldn't help but want to do more and help out more, also leaving some memories of home for himself.

  Seeing her son was a great pleasure, Li Yufen was also very happy, wiping her hands with a towel and sitting down happily with Leng Yunfei to watch TV. This feeling is the warmest. A good husband and filial children, what could be happier for a housewife?

  But when Leng Yunying carefully mentioned Wang Peiyuan's phone call to her and decided to send Xiao Han to Chengdu, Li Huanfen suddenly became anxious: "I don't agree, why should he be sent to Chengdu just because his uncle wants him? I'm his real mother! Xiao Han is only eleven years old." After saying that, tears came down.

  "Hey, what are you thinking!" Leng Yunying softly and gently persuaded: "Why is it that his godfather wants to compete with you for Xiao Han? Look at Xiao Han's current situation, can the schools in Changfu teach him? His godfather is right, Xiao Han was born extraordinary, he cannot be measured by ordinary standards, he needs a better platform and more vast space. Staying here will only delay him, if it's really for the child's good, then you should give him such an opportunity."

  "Besides, Changfu to Shudu is not very far, an overnight train can get there. Xiao Han will come back during the holidays, and if you miss him, you can go to Shudu to see him anytime. Besides, he's not not coming back. Can't you just think of it as him being like Zhengxiang? The child has a good future, you should be happy. His uncle and aunt are so good to Xiao Han, they won't mistreat him."

  Li Yunfen also knew that Leng Yunchen was right, but she just couldn't bear to part with the love for her mother, and she kept wiping away tears. Although Leng Bingxing usually appeared mature and stable, and made her parents worry less, after all, she was still a child who was not yet eleven years old. At this age, children should be by their parents' side, receiving their care and love. How could she bear to send the child hundreds of kilometers away to Shu Du?

  "Mom, I'm not leaving, I'll stay with you forever." Watching his mom wipe away tears, Leng Bing's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife as he came out of the kitchen. He grabbed his mom's hand and his own tears flowed uncontrollably. In his life, except for when his grandfather passed away, he had never cried so painfully before.

  "Xiao Han, Mom can't bear to part with you!" Li Yuafen hugged Leng Binghan tightly, and the two mother and son were crying bitterly. This scene even shocked Grandma Zhou Wenjing and Leng Zhenglin, as well as Xiao Wei.

  I won't go to Shu Du anymore. Coldly and silently, I thought to myself that as long as my family doesn't get hurt or sad, even if it means giving up the whole world, all wealth, and all opportunities, I must stay by their side and take good care of my parents.

  Unexpectedly, after Lí Huānfēn cried, she held Lěng Bīnghán's hand and lovingly tidied up his clothes, saying: "Little Hán, Mom isn't unreasonable. Your dad is right, your godfather is also right, go ahead, Mom believes my Little Hán is the best."

  "Mom, Xiaohan won't go anywhere, she'll just stay with you."

  "Silly child, there's no kid who stays with mom forever, you'll grow up day by day. Xiao Han is promising, Mom will be happy for you." Li Yufen said with tears in her eyes: "Now Mom takes care of you, later on, it'll be your wife taking care of you. Don't forget about me when you have a wife..."

  In the midst of teasing and joking, it was decided that Leng Bingxue would go to Shu Du. Mother had made up her mind, and now even if Leng Bingxue didn't want to go, she couldn't. There were less than a month left in this semester, after which came the Spring Festival. According to Leng Yunyi and Li Xuanfen's plan, they would let Leng Bingxue go after the Spring Festival.

  Wang Peiyuan was overjoyed upon hearing the news. He had originally thought that this matter would be a long and difficult one, and he had even planned to join forces with his wife and children to wage a protracted war of persuasion against Leng Yunqiu and Leng Binghan.

  As for the transfer, it's not a big deal, just one phone call can arrange it. For this reason, Wang Peiyuan even made a special phone call to ask Leng Bingxue which school he wanted to go to. He also knew that Leng Bingxue was a very opinionated person and if he didn't ask him and arranged according to his own preferences, he might not necessarily like it.

  Shu has three famous middle schools, namely the 4th, 7th and 9th. However, Leng Bing Xiang didn't have any particular preference for which school to attend, as they were all more or less the same to him. After some thought, he finally chose Shi Zhu Middle School, also known as Shu City's 4th Middle School, which has a history of over a thousand years dating back to the Western Han Dynasty's "Stone Room Scripture House". There wasn't any particular reason, perhaps just for its thousand-year-old culture.

  For his choice, Wang Peiyuan was naturally very happy. He originally wanted to arrange for Leng Bingxue to attend this school as well. It seems that father and son are of the same mind after all. Before going to Changfu, Wang Yinyin also attended this middle school. Knowing that Leng Bingxue would become her junior, she was so excited that she immediately picked up the phone and enthusiastically introduced him to the school's situation. Her expression was as if she couldn't wait to take Leng Bingxue on a tour of the school right away.

  Since it was decided that he would go to Shu Du after the Spring Festival, Leng Bing Han didn't attend school anymore. He spent his days accompanying his grandmother and mother, as if he wanted to spend more time with them before leaving for Shu Du. Compared to family affection, whether or not he attended school was insignificant to him. Leng Yun Yi and Li Huan Fen had no objections to this either. They were reassured by Leng Bing Han's grades, and they also understood his thoughts.

  The transfer procedures were quickly completed, but the principal and teachers of Yizhong School were very sad and depressed when they heard that Leng Bingxue was transferring. This child has good grades and doesn't have the bad habits of ordinary cadres' children. Such a student is sought after by everyone, no matter where he goes. What can be done? It's just that one can only blame oneself for having a temple that is too small to accommodate the great Bodhisattva Leng Bingxue.

  However, Wu Qinghua still tactfully suggested that although Leng Bingxue is no longer attending school now, he still hopes that Leng Bingxue can get a good ranking in the final exam for Yizhong, which would be a gift to the school where he studied for half a year. As for this, Leng Bingxue readily agreed and promised to return to take the exam. This also made Qian Youwei and Wu Qinghua breathe a sigh of relief, which was an unexpected stroke of luck in misfortune.

  The results of the exam came out quickly, and as expected, Li Qingyun did not disappoint everyone. With a total score of 691 points in seven subjects, he easily won the championship of the city's first place, with a score that exceeded the second place in the city by nearly 60 points. This made all the teachers and staff at No. 1 Middle School excited and also sighing, as such glory would only happen once and never again.