Chapter 132: Chinese New Year

February 15th, the New Year's Eve.
When the Chinese are welcoming the New Year, there will be many activities, such as sweeping, window stickers, and even dumplings...
But these activities are here in Laolin... there is nothing.
Lin got up in the morning and Lao Lin just bought food back.
In the alley, there were children in the cannon, and the background sound of the smashing, she excitedly ran out to turn the basket, found that Lao Lin only bought a fish and yellow bean sprouts, and a green vegetable.
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
"What expression do you have?"
"Dad, big New Year, don't you eat some?"
"I have more than a year, what do I need to make a fortune?"

For example, if you are thriving, what is your academic success?

"You are ready to study, no need to be better."
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
Lao Lin said that he would bring the vegetable basket into the kitchen. Lin Chaoxi quickly put on the cotton jacket and pushed Laolin to go outside the house: "Go buy some more, I want to eat beef sauce!"
"It's already fat."
"You can't be afraid of not getting married." Lin smiled and should be with him.
There are many people in the market, and many people are preparing ingredients for the New Year's Eve.
The bacon hanging horizontally and vertically, all kinds of bright vegetables and fruits, the vegetable farm is probably the most interesting place in her mind.
She said that she wanted to come out and buy delicious food. She also wanted to accompany Laolin, so she did not buy anything. Just before passing the fried chicken stall, the aroma was tempting. She pulled the old forest and said she wanted to eat a few fried chicken legs.
"Master Lin brought his daughter again?" The stall owner greeted with enthusiasm. "Your niece is smart, how many legs?"
"The boss is good, 3." Lin Zhaoxi looked at the price of 6 yuan, three exactly 18, "I am two of you." She said to Lao Lin.
Lao Lin took out 20 yuan, and the stall owner was busy giving chicken legs to them. When he was looking for money, he flipped the pocket and said: "There is too much business this morning, I have no change, is Lin Master a fraction?"
"No."
"Then, after you have been through the years, I will find the money for you."
"Well..." Lao Lin did not say anything.
Lin Chaoxi licked the chicken legs, and my heart was a bit beautiful: "Dad, just the boss, it seems that you are waiting for you to say 'don't find it'."
"How can I not find it?" Lao Lin was very angry. "I will wait for him on the first day."
"But he just boasted that I was smart."
"Do you know what ‘looking smart?'?

"Is my knowledge already infected with my temperament?"
"No, generally, Li bosses boast that others are beautiful."
Lin turned to leave.
"What are you doing?" Lao Lin shouted at her.
"Go and wait for him to wait, and I will definitely pay someone for it. I will go back and ask him to find less money to come back!"
If it is another parent, it may not go crazy with the child. Old forest is different, Laolin is relatively leisurely. So when the two of them stood in front of the fried chicken stall, and one person was holding a chicken leg and waiting for the change, the boss still collapsed. He quickly took out two coins from the collected money and stuffed them into the hands of Lao Lin: "Master Lin, I owe you money, I am sorry."
"Nothing." She and Lao Lin said in unison.
After a round trip in the vegetable market, I remembered the cooking of Lao Lin, and Lin decided to buy only cooked vegetables.
The two of them couldn't eat anything, and finally there was a small bag of sauce beef and kelp.
On the way back, Lin Chaoxi had already finished the last chicken leg. Everyone in the alley is a New Year's atmosphere, a couplet of couplets, a stir-fry stir-fry, but Lin Linxi and Lao Lin walk together, but inexplicably there is no enthusiasm and excitement in the New Year, but it is very calm. And she suddenly found out that if she did not speak, Lao Lin would not ask her anything.
In order to alleviate the cold atmosphere of this father and daughter, Lin Chaoxi specially found a topic: "You don't ask me how the training team learned?"
"What are you asking?" Lao Lin asked.
"Then how do you feel so relieved to me."
"You want to hear me say that I am very reassured to my daughter, or would you like to hear me say that your team teacher often calls me to play your small report?"
"All...all... don't want to hear."
After a few more steps, Lin looked at Lao Lin in the morning, she just wanted to speak, Lao Lin was the first to take the lead: "Comrade Lin Chaoxi."
"in!"
"The relationship between you and your old father has reached the point where you can't find a topic to talk about?"
Lin Zhaoxi felt that this day could not be talked. She finally wanted to be a filial daughter, to accompany her relatives to buy food and chat, and let Lao Lin feel the joy of family, but found that she was only killed by Lao Lin, no matter what she was talking about.
The spring sun is warm and warm. As soon as I get home, I am going to go back to the room to continue my homework, and treat the old forest who doesn't want to chat with her with a cold attitude.
Unexpectedly, she just entered the house, and Comrade Lao Lin, who was sitting on the stone bench of the small courtyard, called her when she chose the bean sprouts: "So good weather, don't you come out with Dad?"
Lin Zhaoxi: "I don't!"
"It is what you said, I need to care about your current learning situation."
After 10 seconds, Lin Xixi held books and textbooks, and he was sitting in front of Lao Lin.
"How about learning?" asked Lao Lin.
Lin Chaoxi was silent.
"what happened?"
"I want to describe it, but no matter how you describe it, you will say it is not precise enough."
"It makes sense." Lao Lin threw the selected bean sprouts aside. "University mathematics is quite difficult, right?"
"Dad, say you don't talk, you talk about it yourself."
Lao Lin groaned: "Your old father is thinking seriously: What kind of beautiful language should be used to bring you into the wonderful world of mathematics, how can you hurt your old father's heart?"
"I saw this "Calculus" that you let me borrow." Lin Chaoxi took the notebook away, revealing the textbook below. "There is a lot of beautiful feelings on this."
"That's not what I wrote." Lao Lin's old face was red.
"But the writing is yours?" Lin turned to the title page. "If you have to say that human modern civilization is built on a definition, then its name must be called - the limit.
She recited.
"That is young and ignorant." Lao Lin "coughed".
"I think it is beautiful."
"Yeah." Lao Lin slowed down the action of picking the bean sprouts. "But the mathematics thing, later on, you just think that it is beautiful, it is not enough. This is not to say that it is not beautiful, it is still very Awkward things, but the daily down-to-earth work will gradually wipe out your hobbies and enthusiasm."
Lao Lin’s words are very leisurely, coupled with his choice of yellow bean sprouts, it is more like casual chat.
However, Lin Shuxi suddenly silenced, and Lao Lin said this specifically, she told her to listen.
He is so smart, he can certainly feel the difficulty of her studying these. I don’t know how to describe this difficulty. It never comes from the mountains, but from the distance between the climbers and the top of the mountain.
"Calculus" is a major course in mathematics that includes many major disciplines. Everyone knows that it is the foundation. It also knows that it should be very difficult. It can be found after opening the book. This thing is still more difficult than they think.
The definition of the light limit is long and difficult, and the various symbols, "set", "if ... exist... make" "as long as... and" mixed, the length of the light definition is completely different compared to the knowledge light before high school.
Although Lao Lin prepared mathematics thinking and mathematics language courses in advance, which greatly eased her unfamiliarity with these definitional languages, advanced mathematics is still a strange field.
When she carefully read the book and the notes, thinking that she understood the definition of the limit, she took out the pen and paper, and according to the method of remarks, when she prepared to re-certify it, the brain suddenly became blank.
She almost forgot what she had learned.
When she finally understood the definition of the limit, mastered the method of proof, and turned to the next page, she suddenly discovered that her understanding of the definition may not be deep enough.
So learning a little bit, constantly "self-righteous grasp" and found that "in fact, there is no "repetition", even let her panic, after all, calculus is only the foundation of university mathematics.
"Dad..." Lin said slowly, "Why is calculus so difficult, when you are studying, don't you think it's so difficult?"
"Is there a sentence in the book?" asked Lao Lin.
"Which sentence?"
"He used almost God's thinking power to explain the movement and image of the planet, the orbit of comet and the tide of the sea." Lao Lin stressed, "This is not what I wrote."
Lin Chaoxi turned to that page and found that it was written in a ballpoint pen in the first chapter of the exercise. It does not belong to Laolin’s font.
"Ok?"
"This is Newton's epitaph." Lao Lin asked, "Do you know why this is the case?"
"do not know."
"Because some people find it difficult." Lao Lin said, "Student of Sanwei University."
Lin Xiaoxi slowly nodded.
"Do you know how high the IQ of Newton and Leibniz is?" Lao Lin asked her again.
"do not know."
"The Archimedes, Fermat, Descartes, Roberta, Dessag, Barrow, Wallis, Kepler, Cavalieri..." Lao Lin spits out world-famous names, the more he The faster I say, even some of the names I have never heard of.
"What about the IQ of these people?"
"I don't know." Lin sat up straight and answered seriously.
"We don't know." Lao Lin is also very serious. "But we know that from the 7th century BC to the 17th century BC, all the great names just went on and on, and constantly asked questions to solve problems and solve problems. The same thinking power of the man eventually established this discipline in the 17th century." Lao Lin paused, "and he is only one of the founders recognized by history.
"But all this is just the beginning of the calculus called the 'discipline'. After a few hundred years, the mathematicians are still improving it." Lao Lin stopped his life and looked at him with a soft look. Let Lin think that he wants to touch her head, but not at all.
He just said: "It is almost impossible to exaggerate that it allows you to have an airplane above your head and a rail under your feet, so that the world can eventually become like this. Now you can learn it slowly and understand it. It is a lucky process." Difficult to 'not the most reasonable thing?'
Lao Lin said it makes sense, and then he continues to choose yellow bean sprouts.
For a long time after that, Lin did not speak, and there was only the slightest "squeaky" and "scratch" sound in the air.
She turned the calculus again, she thought, the biggest difference between her and Lao Lin in mathematics might not be talent. It is the attitude of Lao Lin when he looks at mathematics, which is far more sincere and humble than her.
After that, she began to calm down and read the book, no longer suffering for difficulties, nor troubled by ignorance, Lao Lin has been doing his housework.
They sat in the small kitchen and ate a very simple New Year's Eve. Lao Lin spoke to her from time to time, and occasionally used a variety of words to tease her.
They are here as usual, and they have no taste at all.
After only eight o'clock, Lao Lin's phone rang.
His students came to New Year by phone, and when they were the busiest, they just rang and the next one rang.
There are Hanamaki, Lu Zhihao, and also Anbeibei, Yao Xiaotian, Chen Chengcheng, and even Zhang Liang are calling. Although they haven't talked a few words, the anti-bone is still very serious about "Happy New Year."
In this kind of atmosphere, the phone call has become very common.
Lao Lin and no one had much to say, including the singer, Lin chatted with him two times, and naturally hang up the phone.
The gas stove is warm with squid tofu soup, the sky is already very late, the sound of firecrackers outside the window is constantly blowing up, and the laughter of every household is floating.
The sound of zero o'clock and the sound of firecrackers sounded together.
Lao Lin brought two cups of dark red liquid, which were packed in transparent glass cups, which looked like this.
Lin Zhaoxi found that there was no bubble in the cup that Lao Lin handed her.

Coca-Cola or wine?

"Coca Cola."
Lin is not very convinced.
They lifted the cup and touched the cup gently.
"happy New Year!"
"Fun."
Lin Chaoxi carefully took a sip... and almost squirted out, it was really Coca-Cola.
"You can't drink alcohol when you are underage." Lao Lin is righteous and strict. "Quiet, I picked up his phone yesterday, and the bottle cap was forgotten, but it was not enough to waste."
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