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Chapter 94 Old Books

Finally, the teacher called Lin's mother and asked her to make a video call to Lin Yu, which clarified the situation.

Lin Yu patted the second child's bottom: "Say goodbye to the teacher."

"Goodbye, Teacher Xiaofei; goodbye, Teacher Xiaokui."

Lin Yang waved goodbye to the two teachers.

As soon as he stepped out of the kindergarten, Lin Yang, no longer under the teacher's watchful eye, started acting up, squatting in place and refusing to move.

Lin Yu looked at the boy and really didn't want to hug him.

A five-year-old boy isn't particularly heavy, but he's not exactly light either. Children his age already have some weight to them.

In the end, the suitcase Lin Yu brought back came in handy.

Xiao Linyang rode on the suitcase, his little hands gripping the handle, his two short legs dangling in the air as Lin Yu dragged him along.

Once upstairs, Lin Yu unlocked his security door with his fingerprint.

drip.

The security door clicked open, followed by a rustling sound from inside the house.

It sounded like something was hit and dragged on the ground.

Lin Yu opened the door and was met with a pair of wise blue eyes.

In the living room, a husky was lying on the floor in an extremely contorted position.

It had several coils of black wire wrapped around its body, with the other end of the wire connected to a floor fan lying on the ground.

The dog's eyes lit up when it saw the door open, and it struggled to stand up.

As soon as it moved, it dragged the fan along the ground for a while.

The wires were wrapped even tighter.

Lin Yu: "..."

He took a deep breath.

I thought it was something serious, but it turns out it's just our husky destroying the house.

I guess the husky got tangled in the power cord while playing, and then got excited when it heard the door open and pulled the floor fan to the ground.

"Woof!"

This is the sound of a husky crying for help.

Lin Yu stepped forward, untied the wires from the dog, and then righted the floor fan.

Fortunately, the dog wasn't hit when it fell, otherwise this 200-yuan dog might have gotten a minor illness that cost 2000 yuan.

After checking the fan and confirming that it was intact, Lin Yu finally felt relieved.

The husky, now free, shook itself and pounced into Lin Yu's arms, stretching its head to lick him.

Lin Yu reached out and stopped it.

"Brother, I'm hungry."

"Didn't you have any snacks at kindergarten?"

Lin Yu remembers that when he was in kindergarten, the teacher would prepare some snacks for everyone to eat around three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

I always eat until I'm completely full, so I don't feel like eating much when I get home for dinner.

"The food wasn't good today."

Lin Yu didn't expect his second son to be a picky eater.

"Go hungry, we'll eat later."

"No! There's cake in the fridge, I'll just have a little bit!"

Lin Yu saw through Lin Yang's little scheme. His parents probably didn't let him eat much cake usually, but now that his brother was back, this kid finally found an opportunity.

"Where?"

Lin Yang smiled.

Plans are in place!

Lin Yang smiled too.

You're celebrating too soon.

You're just a five-year-old brat, how could you possibly beat me, a twenty-year-old?

……

"Mom, my brother ate the cake!"

As soon as Lin's mother returned, Lin Yang rushed over to complain.

Lin Yu did indeed take the cake from the top shelf of the refrigerator, out of Lin Yang's reach, just as Lin Yang had instructed.

But he didn't agree to let Lin Yang give him any.

"You're the same, all you do is bully your younger brother."

Lin's mother rolled her eyes at Lin Yu and ignored Lin Yang's complaint.

"It's so late, and we haven't cooked yet. Let's wait for your dad to come home and eat out together."

"OK."

……

After dinner, Lin Yu planned to tidy up his room and organize his belongings left at home.

For a few days while at school, Lin Yu didn't notice anything was missing; it must be that something was missing from home.

This was no small undertaking; Lin Yu had never imagined that so many things could be hidden in his room.

"What are all these things?"

Lin Yu dragged a dusty box out from under the bed.

The box had a latch on it, and we didn't know what was inside.

Upon opening it, they found that it contained Lin Yu's old textbooks.

Weren't these things supposed to be lost? How come they're still here?

"Mom, didn't you say I couldn't find my old textbooks? Here they are!"

"How am I supposed to know where you put your things? You always leave them lying around and then ask me when you can't find them..."

Lin Yu was defeated and could only return to his room to study it on his own.

Lin Yu recalled that these books had yielded two memories of a certain temple dedicated to a goddess.

In one of his memories, the Empress even demonstrated her divine power to Lin Yu!

Lin Yu quickly checked and found that all the textbooks from other years were still there, except for the first-grade textbooks.

Lin Yu thought about it and realized that they might not have disappeared all at once, but rather disappeared in turn, one after another.

However, I was misled by the false information my mother gave me, and mistakenly thought that they had all disappeared at once.

Then, when they actually disappeared, I happened to think they had disappeared as well, and my ability was triggered.

Lin Yu felt that this guess was reasonable. Although he didn't know the details, the guess was plausible.

"I remember those books were given to a little girl."

"Does this mean that these books will also be given to her later?"

"If that's the case, then can I use these methods to communicate with her?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but make this connection. After all, those two memories were rare and could be linked together; perhaps there really was some connection between them.

Why not just give it a try?

Lin Yu flipped through the pile of old books and found his second-grade math textbook.

Turning to the title page, Lin Yu found the section for the author's name.

There's a large gap here, and Lin Yu can make some moves here.

For example, writing down some text or something.

Lin Yu thought for a moment, then took out a black ballpoint pen and began writing on the title page.

"My name is Lin Yu. When you see this text..."

Lin Yu wrote a few words, mainly a brief self-introduction.

He then asked her, if she saw this, to say a few good words for him to the Empress.

If it works, I should know by now, right? After all, both of those memories happened in the Empress's territory.

Lin Yu closed his old textbooks and placed the box beside his bed, without putting it back under the bed.

Looking at the box full of old books, Lin Yu suddenly had a strange feeling.