Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 636 Ziqiao, who loves learning

Lin's father looked at Zhanbo in disbelief; he simply couldn't understand why Zhanbo would do such a thing.

Although he didn't really like him, he never showed it from beginning to end. He even helped Wan Yu analyze his extremely hasty startup company out of consideration for her.

Without offering any explanation, this guy simply snatched the orange from my hand and threw it into the trash can in front of everyone.

What does this mean? What does this mean?

He didn't just lose oranges; he lost face!

Mr. Lin was immediately furious. He hadn't made things difficult for him out of consideration for his precious daughter, but the man treated him like this.

No, what gives him the right?!

Seeing the frightening look in Lin's father's eyes, Zhanbo nervously explained, "This orange...it's spoiled."

"broken?"

Upon hearing this, Lin's father let out a cold laugh.

Oranges that have been sprayed with pesticides can be stored in a cool, well-ventilated place for at least two or three months or even longer. If these oranges are going to spoil, they must have been sitting on the coffee table for at least a year.

Is such a thing even possible?

Who would leave an orange on the coffee table and not eat it for at least six months?

Even if we assume that so many people in this apartment don't usually eat oranges, you can at least throw them away periodically.

Zhanbo couldn't keep telling himself that this group of people hadn't remembered to throw away the oranges earlier or later, but only now did they remember to do so.

Lin's father instantly felt that Zhanbo was insulting his intelligence, which made him even angrier.

Meijia and Ziqiao were initially shocked by Zhanbo's sudden outburst, so rudely throwing the oranges directly into the trash can. It wasn't until they heard Zhanbo say the oranges were rotten that they remembered the glorious tradition of not throwing away oranges in Room 3601.

Mika slapped her forehead in annoyance and quickly explained, "It's all my fault. How could I forget that the oranges were already here... One times seven equals seven, two times seven equals forty-eight, March 8th is Women's Day, May 1st is Labor Day, June 1st is Children's Day..."

Meijia counted on her fingers for a long time before smiling sheepishly and saying, "Anyway, these oranges have been sitting for a very, very long time, so they really can't be eaten anymore."

"Uncle, I'm so sorry."

Upon hearing this, Lin's father's expression did not improve; instead, it became even more gloomy.

He found it hard to imagine that anyone in the world would actually buy oranges and leave them on the coffee table untouched for so long. He found it even harder to imagine that, with nine years of compulsory education already in place for so many years, there would still be adult women in Shanghai who couldn't even recite the multiplication tables.

Lin's father felt that these guys were either insulting his intelligence or that they themselves were not quite normal.

He thought about it for a long time... but still leaned more towards the latter.

The main point is that insulting people's intelligence shouldn't be done in this way. He would rather believe that these guys are just naturally more abstract than believe that they are stupid enough to think that such an outrageous statement can fool him.

So while this claim may seem absurd, it's likely true.

However, this conclusion did not bring any comfort to Lin's father; on the contrary, it made him feel even more devastated.

So what kind of people has my precious daughter been sharing an apartment with for the past year and a half?!

Unaware that Wanyu was not entirely normal, Lin's father couldn't help but feel remorse. He wondered if he should have been soft-hearted and let his precious daughter run away from home to pursue her so-called dreams.

I was wrong, I was so wrong. I shouldn't have let Mo Xu and Wan Yu run away from home in the first place.

If Wanyu hadn't run away from home, she wouldn't have met that silly boy, Lu Zhanbo.

If Wanyu hadn't met Zhanbo, she wouldn't be here today, being driven to despair by a bunch of kids!

Seeing that Mr. Lin was really getting angry, Mrs. Lin, who had been chatting and laughing with Nanfeng, stopped talking. She got up and sat down next to Mr. Lin, patting her husband on the shoulder with a smile.

"Okay, you heard it too. Zhanbo is doing this for your own good, because he's worried you'll get an upset stomach."

"Your health isn't good to begin with, so don't get angry all the time, and especially don't get angry with the children."

Lin's mother waved her hand and said generously, "It's just an orange. If you want to eat it, I'll buy you a truckload of oranges when we get back."

"If we can't finish it, I'll make you some juice and make orange liqueur, okay?"

Lin's mother didn't know whether the oranges had really been sitting for a long time, but she felt that they had come to see their daughter happily today, so she shouldn't let a small matter spoil their mood.

"...You."

Lin's father smiled, half helpless and half indulgent.

They had been married for over twenty years, so of course he could guess what she was thinking.

Ever since Wanyu left home, she hadn't been in a good mood. Today, she was unusually happy, so she didn't want to spoil her good mood.

Lin's father nodded slightly to Zhanbo, thus lightly dismissing the matter of the "rotten oranges," though his expression remained rather unpleasant.

Seeing that Lin's father's emotions had finally calmed down, Ziqiao and Meijia decided to strike while the iron was hot and show more of Zhanbo's good points so that he could make up for his bad impression on Lin's father.

So Ziqiao said, "Uncle, you may not know, but Zhanbo is the smartest among us. Whenever we don't know something, we always ask him for help."

"Yeah?".

Upon hearing this, Lin's father smiled faintly. He knew exactly what Ziqiao wanted to do. After thinking for a moment, he decided to cooperate with these kids. Maybe they could give him a pleasant surprise.

"I've heard that he's very smart, a real genius, and that the papers he published during his studies were quite impressive. I just don't know if he's continuing to explore and develop his talents now."

"oops."

Ziqiao shouted in a very exaggerated manner, and then took out a neatly folded piece of white paper and a charcoal pencil that he had just taken from Guangu's bedroom from his pocket.

"I suddenly remembered that there was a question I couldn't answer and I wanted Zhanbo to teach me."

He winked at Zhanbo and said, "Dear Zhanbo, can you teach me how to do this problem?"

Upon hearing this, Zhanbo asked with a strange expression, "Is there a question you can't answer?"

Don't get me wrong, it's not that he thinks he might not be able to do the questions Ziqiao presented, but the fact that Ziqiao and the words "doing questions" appeared together really made him a little nervous.

Let alone doing homework, Ziqiao probably hasn't even remembered the last time he picked up a pen.

"Yeah, this question is really hard. I think you're the only one in the whole apartment who could solve it."

As Ziqiao spoke, he solicitously handed Zhanbo a pen and paper.

Zhanbo took the paper and pen, muttering, "Let me see what the question is..."

"Disaster?"

When he finally saw the question on the paper, Zhanbo was struck dumb.

Lin's father glanced at the white paper out of the corner of his eye. With his good eyesight, he only glanced at it a few times before he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"A difficult problem? Let me see."

Seeing that even her husband was amused, Lin's mother couldn't suppress her curiosity and craned her neck to look at the paper.

"Hahaha."

Lin's mother couldn't help but chuckle at first, then she pursed her lips and said seriously, "Well, a system of three linear equations is indeed a very difficult problem. If only Zhanbo in the entire apartment can solve it..."

"Hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Lin's mother finally couldn't hold back any longer, and she leaned her head on Lin's father's shoulder and burst into laughter.

Zhanbo looked at Ziqiao with great embarrassment, and asked in a low voice through gritted teeth, "This is the problem you were talking about?!"

He could tell that Ziqiao wanted to give him a chance to perform in front of Wanyu's parents and show off his extraordinary intelligence.

But what does it demonstrate when you present a system of three linear equations in three variables to solve?

To show off that you successfully completed nine years of compulsory education?!

Meijia, standing to the side, was quite embarrassed upon hearing this, while Ziqiao covered his mouth and whispered, "That's enough. You know that none of us are highly educated. The only one who went to university, Guan Gu, was an art student."

"You can solve any problem, no matter how difficult it is, but we can't even copy the slightly more difficult ones, let alone understand them."

"All right."

Zhanbo nodded with a complicated expression.

Now, he can only be thankful that Ziqiao and the others' IQs aren't too ridiculously low. If they presented him with a system of two linear equations and asked him to solve it, Wanyu's mother would probably laugh herself silly.

He looked at Wanyu's parents with great embarrassment. Lin's father just smiled indifferently, while Lin's mother laughed and urged him to quickly teach Ziqiao how to do this problem.

To be honest, they hadn't seen anyone solve a system of three linear equations in a long time since Wanyu started high school.

Seeing this, Zhanbo sighed helplessly. Since things had come to this, he could only move his lips and whisper, "This problem should be solved like this..."

Zhanbo had only just begun, and hadn't even explained the solution steps yet, when Ziqiao and Meijia's eyelids grew heavy, and they fell asleep, their heads resting against each other.

ZZZ……

"Ha ha ha ha."

Lin's mother smiled even more happily.

Here it comes!

The chapter will end tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)