Chapter 11: Not Understanding My Sister’s Heart

The commotion made by the parents lasted only a few minutes, and after that the house was frighteningly silent, as if it were a harbor in tatters after a storm.

Experiencing his parents’ quarrel once again, Cheng Ming’s idea to change the status quo became stronger and stronger.

Cheng Ming opened his computer’s notepad and looked at the three targets he had knocked down with his keyboard at noon.

Uncover Ye Bin Song, the mole, and let Dad know the true nature of this “good brother”.

It’s definitely not okay to say it outright, Dad won’t believe the bullshit he’s saying as a brat.

It would be bad if we sent him to some electrotherapy school for internet addiction.

Got to find the evidence, it doesn’t need to be that kind of a slam dunk, it doesn’t even have to be real evidence.

Dad is not a fool, just too much brotherhood and comradeship, and Ye Bin Song is too well disguised.

As long as he can make Dad suspect Ye Bin Song, no longer trust him so much, and take back the financial power of the company.

Until then it’s better to write a few game plug-ins and make a little money to keep your wallet bulging.

Cheng Ming had to prepare for the worst.

If he can’t uncover Ye Bin Song’s true colors, or if Dad doesn’t believe him, then everything from his previous life will repeat itself.

Cheng Ming can’t guarantee that the proceeds from the hangout will pay off his father’s huge debt.

But at least it would ensure that my sister, my mom, and myself, and even my dad, could lead a relatively normal life without the family falling straight from heaven to hell.

Unlike Cheng Ming’s family, which is about to fall apart, Lin Jingyi, who lives in a silo in the URA compound, is full of warmth.

Lin Jingyi’s mother, Yang Xiu Xiu, stewed hot chicken soup and waited for her to come home.

“Jing Jing, come on, have some hen soup to replenish your body, then study hard and fight for your parents and your mom.”

Still live in this kind of compound, it is inevitable and the fate of the collar family comparison, but also the usual talk of the wife’s party, my son how how, my daughter and how how.

In addition to the children of teachers, the children of civil servants should be considered the heaviest climbing culture, from comparing grades, and then hobbies ……

The Cheng Ming family, who moved out of the silo, sort of faded out of the scene.

“Mom, it’s a big night, I won’t eat chicken soup, I’ll get fat.”

Lin Jingyi pinched the small flab on her stomach, feeling that she had recently gained a little weight again, every day she sat down to review and write questions, she didn’t have time for exercise, brain activity, and her meals were not small, as a result, she gained weight.

“You’re only a few years old, and you’re thinking about losing weight, let me tell you, men like rounder, fleshy ones, skinny ones like skin and bones, only virgins like no meat on them.”

“Mom, what are you talking about!”

Lin Jingyi whirled her little pink fist and pounded her mother, although they were mother and daughter, but they were like sisters again without words, without the huge gap between parents and children in general.

For example, when Lin Jingyi had her first menstrual period, she panicked and almost thought she was going to die.

Yang Xiu Xiu then told her nicely what menstruation was, why she bled, and that she would come every month in the future, and that she was going to grow up to be a big girl.

Regarding the affairs of men and women, Lin Jingyi understood more than others, and was more clean, grasping the distance between men and women, except for that person.

It’s the darned Kotomine.

Lin Jingyi hesitated to tell her mom that Xiao Ming was weird today.

It’s obviously Kotomine, and it doesn’t look like Kotomine, but it’s really Kotomine again.

It’s awkward and contradictory yet familiar.

Lin Jingyi still hadn’t told her mom about this, maybe Xiao Ming would be normal tomorrow?

Lin Jingyi was finally forced to drink a small bowl of chicken soup, took out the dirty handkerchief in her pocket, and put it on the tip of her nose to smell it.

The fragrance is mixed with the smell of sweat, which is used by Cheng Ming in the afternoon, originally wanted to wash off in the evening, but the result has been left until now.

Lin Jingyi couldn’t help but reveal a naive and demented smile, her heart was rejoicing at the fact that the ice had been broken in the relationship between herself and Xiao Ming, which had been frozen for three years.

Because the table was broken, volunteering to sit with Ming was Lin Jingyi’s bold attempt.

I didn’t realize that the stuffy little Ming who only knew before and after the game had been staring at her face.

Sure enough Kotomine is a normal boy too, at an age where he will be interested in girls will be interested.

What would be a good hairstyle to tie tomorrow?

Pen to chin, the young girl was lost in thought.

On the first day of his rebirth, Cheng Ming pulled an all-nighter.

All-nighters were clearly a common occurrence in his previous life, and this young and energetic body was showing some discomfort.

To put it metaphysically, it’s as if the soul and the body aren’t perfectly attuned to each other.

Cheng Ming’s programming work was going very well, the planned plug-in was completed by about thirty percent or so, another twenty or so hours of work would complete the plug-in, and after that debugging, it would be almost ready to launch the 1.0 version.

But how to sell plug-ins to capture market share is also a difficult problem, posting messages in forums and chat rooms is one, but it will be targeted by peers, and online virtual transactions are not yet as convenient as in later generations.

Another more practical method is to capture the local market first and go to Internet cafes to sell.

It’s far less convenient than in later times, whether you’re listing your goods on Taobao or peddling them on your own websites and groups.

Snap-snap-

The membrane keyboard made a crisp ringing sound under Cheng Ming’s tapping.

Cheng Li, who slept on Cheng Ming’s thigh, was awakened by the sound, watched the fluorescent light of the ethereal screen hit Cheng Ming’s face, and rolled over, the quilt slipping to one side.

“Sorry for waking you up?” Cheng Ming stopped the work in his hands and asked with a lowered head.

His thighs were a little sore and naturally he could feel the weight of his sister.

“And no, just woke up naturally.”

Cheng Li raised his hand to tickle Cheng Ming’s chin and said in a threatening tone, “Brother, how dare you play games all night, I’m going to tell mom so you can’t sleep in the study.”

“Where else would I sleep if not the study? And it’s not called a den anymore, it’s called my room.”

“Surely you sleep wherever you used to sleep?”

“Wouldn’t that be sleeping in your room, all grown up and still wanting to sleep with your brother? Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Who wants to sleep with you? I’m caring about you, if mom and dad find out that you play games all night, won’t they say they won’t beat your hand and then smash the computer, and won’t your Little Busters consoles be smashed several times?”

Hitting him would be a real possibility, especially if the parents had just finished a fight, and it’s not surprising that a person in a state of extreme anger would do anything. But smashing the computer shouldn’t be, after all, this thing is too expensive.

Cheng Li arched into Cheng Ming’s arms and wrapped her arms around his waist and said, “Brother, I seem to have just had a nightmare of mom and dad fighting, it was so scary.”

Perhaps because she had just woken up, or perhaps because she was in shock, Cheng Li’s voice and body were soft.

“Don’t they always quarrel, bed head quarrels bed tail peace, today quarrel, tomorrow will make up. Even in a dream it’s the same, don’t take it to heart.”

Cheng Ming tried his best to steer the scene from last night towards a dream.

Yes, it was just a dream, and the effect on her sister would be minimized, if not almost nil, if she let her parents’ fight outside of her sister be just a dream.

“Brother ……”

Cheng Li called out sweetly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you finish my homework for me?”

“I’ve finished your language homework for you, but you seem to be only halfway through your math homework.”

Cheng Li pouted and said with dissatisfaction, “Then why are you still playing games and shouldn’t you help me work out my math homework together?”

“That’s your share, I’m not obligated to write it for you, am I? It’s not too late to start writing.”

“Stupid brother, not understanding his sister’s heart at all, prepare to be single for the rest of your life.” Cheng Li viciously cursed.