Qin Tian could only escort Xia Nuannuan and her father out of the classroom.
"Uncle Xia, please be careful going downstairs!"
"Okay, okay, no problem. Xiao Qin, you go pack yours!"
Xia Zhengping turned to look at him and said with a smile.
The brief chat just now had given him a better impression of Qin Tian.
Qin Tian's gaze shifted to Xia Nuannuan beside him, and he smiled and reminded her, "For the next two days, don't study too hard. Resting well is more important."
"I know!"
Xia Nuannuan nodded with a sweet smile.
"Then call me if you need anything."
Qin Tian brought his right hand to his ear, making a gesture for calling.
"Mm-hmm!"
Xia Nuannuan smiled brightly and pecked her head, saying, "Then we're leaving!"
"Alright, goodbye, Uncle Xia."
"Go on in, no need to see me off."
Qin Tian just smiled and stood at the classroom door, watching them leave.
When they reached the stairwell, Xia Nuannuan turned to look at him, waved with a face full of smiles, and then went downstairs.
Qin Tian returned to the classroom and quickly packed his things.
A bag weighing dozens of pounds was nothing to Qin Tian's current physical condition.
Under the astonished gazes of his classmates and parents, Qin Tian easily lifted the bag with one hand and casually slung it onto his shoulder.
"Young man, you've got quite some strength!"
From the front row, Cui Ying's father praised him with a smile.
"I'm alright!"
Qin Tian smiled humbly.
"My daughter has made great progress in her studies recently, and I heard it's all thanks to you. Thank you!"
Father Cui said with a beaming smile.
Qin Tian smiled and shook his head, "We're all classmates, it's what I should do."
"When my Xiao Ying has her graduation banquet, you must come and join the fun for a drink."
"No problem!"
After a brief chat, Qin Tian's gaze turned to Zhang Peng, and he loudly urged, "Uncle Zhang, are you done? What are you dawdling for? Let's go!"
"Almost."
Zhang Peng, who was stuffing books into his bag, looked up at him and suddenly realized something, shouting loudly, "Holy cow, don't call me that."
"Uncle Zhang?"
Father Cui looked at his daughter beside him with surprise.
"It's a nickname!"
Cui Ying explained with suppressed laughter.
"Haha..."
The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh heartily.
In the classroom, many parents and students also started to laugh.
A smile curved Qin Tian's lips.
This was his payback for Zhang Peng having tricked him earlier.
A moment later, Zhang Peng came over, dragging his book bag with difficulty, and met Qin Tian at the back door of the classroom.
"Brother Tian, you're tricking me again. There are so many parents here, what 'Uncle Zhang'? It's so embarrassing!"
Zhang Peng looked at him with a resentful gaze.
"Serves you right!"
Qin Tian grinned and turned to leave the classroom.
"No, Brother Tian, how can you be so relaxed? Help me out!"
"Dream on. Move your own stuff yourself!"
"Don't, Brother Tian, I know you're the best. Hurry, hurry, this is too heavy, I can't carry it back!"
"Young man, why do you seem a bit weak!"
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...
"Mom, I'm back."
Before entering the house, Qin Tian shouted into the house.
Hearing the voice, Tang Xiuxia came out of the room and said with a smile, "Freedom?"
"Yes, freedom."
Qin Tian nodded with a smile.
"That must be heavy. I told you I could lend you an electric bike to pick you up, but you refused."
"It's okay, no problem. Don't underestimate your son, I'm all muscle!"
"Heh, look at you being silly!"
Tang Xiuxia rolled her eyes amusingly and walked over, saying, "Hurry up and put it down, you silly boy!"
"No need, I'll take it directly to the back room."
Qin Tian strode directly to the back room, and after entering his own room, he put down the book bag he had carried on his shoulder all the way, leaning it against the wall.
After clapping his hands, Qin Tian looked at the snakeskin bag filled with dozens of pounds of books and said abruptly, "If I sold this as scrap, I could get a few dozen yuan, right?"
"Slap!"
Tang Xiuxia heavily slapped his back and said irritably, "Sell your head! Why don't you sell yourself?"
"This is useless now, and it's taking up space."
Qin Tian scratched his head and looked at his mother innocently.
"Even if it's useless, keep it as a souvenir. If relatives or friends have children, it might be useful for the college entrance examination later."
Tang Xiuxia said seriously.
"Okay, I'll do as you say!"
Qin Tian smiled helplessly.
"Are you hungry? Should I cook?"
"Mom, let me cook today!"
"Ah?"
Tang Xiuxia looked at him in astonishment, asking disbelievingly, "You're cooking?"
"Yes! I'm cooking!"
Qin Tian nodded with a smile.
After all, he had spent quite a few points to exchange for cooking skills. He had shown off once during the study session at the class monitor's house last time, so today he would let his mother taste the culinary skills of Chef Qin.
Tang Xiuxia suddenly raised her hand and placed it on his forehead.
Qin Tian was stunned and asked in surprise, "Mom, what are you doing?"
"I think there's something wrong with your brain. I'm checking if you have a fever."
Tang Xiuxia replied solemnly.
"My dearest mother!"
Qin Tian, amused and exasperated, removed her hand and said, "I'm serious."
"When have you ever cooked? You don't even know how much water to put in for rice, or how much rice, do you?"
Tang Xiuxia looked at him with disbelief.
"Heh... I'm determined to show you something today. Just watch!"
Qin Tian rolled up his sleeves and walked directly into the kitchen.
Tang Xiuxia, full of doubt, followed him.
Soon, when she saw her son skillfully cooking the rice and then washing and chopping vegetables, Tang Xiuxia was dumbfounded.
"What kind of monster are you?"
Tang Xiuxia suddenly shouted.
Qin Tian, who was chopping green peppers, was startled and almost cut his hand. He looked at his mother speechlessly and said, "Mom, stop fooling around!"
"No, confess honestly, are you a fake son?"
Tang Xiuxia pressed him with a serious expression.
Qin Tian's mouth twitched fiercely a few times, and he chose not to answer this nonsensical question, lowering his head to continue chopping vegetables.
"No, no, this is unscientific. When did you learn to cook? How come I didn't know?"
Tang Xiuxia asked with a frown.
More importantly, her son's cooking proficiency seemed much better than hers as a mother.
This made her feel incredulous and also a little guilty.
"I'm a genius, okay? Is cooking as difficult as studying? You just need to watch a few more times."
Qin Tian said righteously.
Tang Xiuxia opened her mouth, wanting to refute her son who was getting too cocky, but she didn't know what to say.
It seemed... there was a little bit of truth to it?
Was the child she gave birth to a genius?
"Cough, cough!"
Tang Xiuxia cleared her throat and said with forced composure, "Don't get cocky. Cooking rice and chopping vegetables are indeed a bit simpler. The key is whether the dishes taste good."
"Yes, yes, don't worry, you'll be feasting today."
"I don't have high expectations. As long as it's edible."