Thank you ex-girlfriend for not marrying

Chapter 135 This Guy Follows His Grandpa

Li Deming went back to the room, looked at the somewhat cold keyboard, and muttered to himself with some resentment.

"You little bastard, you are the one who succeeds and the one who loses, it's better to sit and rewrite all night than kneel on the keyboard all night.

The guy who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, otherwise I would not care to help you!Isn't it nice for me to hug my beautiful wife and be warm in bed? "

Li Deming had no choice but to turn it on, and then began to clatter and tap on the keyboard, phantoms appeared on his fingers. Those who didn't know it thought they had practiced too much!
Mo Qingwu watched TV in the hall for a while, obviously not interested in being alone, so she turned off the lights in the TV hall, and then walked into the room.

As if thinking of something, he stared at Li Deming who was typing on the keyboard fiercely.

Li Deming felt a chill hit him, he trembled all over, and smiled in a blink of an eye.

"Hehehe, look at my sons solving their troubles! You don't want to see your precious son frowning all day long! Hehehe..."

Mo Qingwu's face softened when he mentioned his precious son.

"You can help your son adapt it better, if he is satisfied tomorrow, I will be happy.

Just make up for it, and I will forgive you this time. If your son is not satisfied tomorrow, you know the consequences. "

Li Deming nodded: "That is, that is, how could the son not like the things changed by the father! Go to bed first, my wife!"

Only then did Mo Qingwu go out to take a bath.

Li Deming stopped suddenly, carefully turned over the newly bought keyboard, took out a piece of film, and took out a red sun from it, rolled like a cigarette.

Then a person showed joy.

"Hey! Brat, you're too young to play with me, I still have something hidden here! Don't you know!"

Then Li Deming took out two more from the insole and rummaged around. The odds and ends added up to more than 500 yuan, and he looked proud.

"Hmph! It's all because of that kid. This month has been rough, but Han Xin's new skin is enough.

Why!I really envy those students, they can buy whatever they want, why didn’t I have such a good time when I was a child! "

Before Mo Qingwu came back, Li Deming quickly transferred the money to a hidden place.

Then I continued to clatter on the keyboard, modifying and modifying, and some of them were directly pasted and copied on the Internet, so it was also very fast.

When Mo Qingwu came back from the shower in her pajamas, Li Deming was taken aback suddenly, his ears moved a few times, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the wall of the room.

"Brat, why are you just like your grandpa? It's better not to study those shameful things. Believe it or not, I will slap you to death!"

Mo Qingwu looked surprised: "What's wrong? My son has gone out to play, and you still scold him. Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."

Li Deming quickly smiled at his wife. She is so beautiful and has such a good figure. She hasn't gotten tired of it for so many years, and it's still like the first time I saw her.

"Oh! It's okay. After all, my son married a wife. This time, he lost a lot of weight when he returned home. Tomorrow, I will kill the old hen that lays eggs in our family! Give my son a boost."

Mo Qingwu looked forward with her beautiful eyes, and nodded: "Yes! Don't tell me I didn't pay attention, my son doesn't seem to be thin! He's a bit more handsome than before, but this is what a father should do."

When Mo Qingwu fell asleep, Li Deming spoke slowly again.

"It's really a bad relationship! But everything has a cause and effect, why don't you inherit your father's fine tradition and learn from your grandfather!
It's been an hour, no one will die!What exercises did your grandfather practice for you?this……

But it's good, after all, after marrying a wife, seeing your miraculous skills, the father will feel relieved, at least he won't suffer. "

Li Deming looked at the time on the computer, his brows were frowned with black lines, and he followed his grandfather, and he was so old that he couldn't teach him back.

At Xiang Wentian's house next door, listening to the sound, sitting on the wheelchair, scratching his hair with his hands, his eyes were red.

This kind of heartache is not something people can bear, it is really like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, there is a kind of heart-piercing pain.

"What sin did I do, why did God treat me like this, making my life worse than death.

I think I am not a good person, but I have never done anything to persecute common people!

It made me suffer so much, why not take my life away, there will be no pain after death, and it will be over once and for all. "

Xiang Wentian, grabbing his hair with his hands, tears streaming from his eyes, leaned against the wall in the lobby on the first floor, and then kept banging his head against the wall.

The more I do this, the more my heart hurts, and I also hate Li Changan in my heart, and even feel jealous. Why is this happening? If I were an ordinary man, I might feel better in my heart.

This is the unfairness of God, and he has been subjected to the cruelest punishment in the world.

And I usually stay with my wife, the more beautiful I look, the more I like it, coupled with my own disability, I feel that my wife is unattainable, and I love her more than before.

In the middle of the night, Li Changan turned on the lights in the hall and went back to his room.

Li Deming still worked overtime to adapt it, and he could hear it clearly without saying a word.

When the sky was bright, Li Deming felt lazy, looked outside the window, there was already a white light, and finally got it done, and then sent the manuscript to Li Changan's mailbox.

Only then did I stand up and move my hands and feet, put on my clothes and couldn't go out, and after a while, there was a scream of a hen outside.

When Li Chang'an and Mo Qingwu woke up impatiently, there was a hot old hen stewed in a hot pot on the table, and the leftovers from yesterday's food were also warmed up, which was quite rich.

"Wash your face, you go to the mountain and ask your elder brother to come down for breakfast."

Li Changan nodded: "Yes."

Suddenly, I felt that the way my father looked at me was always a little weird and unnatural.

"Dad, what kind of eyes are you looking at? Do I have flowers growing on my body?"

Li Deming didn't speak.

When Li Changan ran to the mountain, the familiar thatched cottage was still there. This place was his childhood, full of the laughter of the three brothers.

Now people go to the building, the master is gone, the second senior brother is gone, and the first senior brother seems to be gone too.

The cold wind was blowing, and Li Changan was a little dazed looking at the thatched hut.

Eldest brother should have left overnight after dinner last night.

Eldest brother is obsessed with cultivation, will he add clothes when it's cold?Will you find something to eat when you are hungry?Or will he be deceived by others, will he be bullied outside if he is stupid?

When I got home, my face was a little sad, and my heart was a little heavy. I told the news of the elder brother's departure, and my parents did the same.

After breakfast, Li Changan opened the mailbox and looked at his father's screenwriter. It was definitely the essence of this novel, and he quickly forwarded it to Su Mi, and his wife Zhao Xiaogu, who is now his secretary, is fully responsible for this matter. Let them help find suitable actors, they must conform to the script, regardless of the character's temperament.

Moreover, Li Changan also reminded that those who have plastic surgery will not be hired.

(End of this chapter)