Profligate rich second-generation heir Li Qingming transmigrated.
He became a vegetative patient. His family used half a bag of cornmeal to get him a wife, ostensibly for "good luck."...
Write, write, write.
It's hard to write down what's in my head.
He took the notebook from Xu Jianshu's hand, picked up the pen and started drawing.
These chemical equations popped out of his mind like they were free.
Xu Jianshu was shocked when he wrote the first one.
In five minutes, he wrote more than ten words.
It was written out of thin air!
This is the difficult problem he is currently studying and needs to overcome.
Li Mingqing wrote it so simply.
It’s amazing.
The gap between people is really huge, and there is no comparison at all.
Li Mingqing returned the notebook to him and said, "You can do whatever you want."
Xu Jianshu has not yet recovered from the shock.
"What are you staring at? Here's the notebook."
"Brother, you are my brother. I really need you. Don't you really want to consider staying?"
"Forget it, it's the same for you."
"How can they be the same? You came up with these ideas. If I use them, wouldn't that be stealing the fruits of your victory? That's so unkind."
"You have quite a sense of morality. These things just popped into my head out of nowhere."
Upon hearing this, Xu Jianshu stared at him.
After a long while, he said, "Are you a deity sent down to earth with a mission?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Be normal."
"Oh, you're such a genius. There's nothing you can't do. You wrote such amazing stuff without saying a word. I have to go to the lab. I'll ask the driver to take you back."
He got out of the car and ran away.
Can't wait a moment.
I need to verify as soon as possible whether this is correct.
I have a vague feeling that it must be right, but I still need to verify it with data.
Li Mingqing could finally be quiet for a while.
Looking at the streets and buildings passing by, he thought that after a dozen years, he should buy a small house here while he was still here.
Return to Xu's house.
Old Mrs. Xu was sitting on a bench in the garden watching Xiaohong and several other children playing.
"Auntie, I want to ask if you know anyone who is selling a house. I want to buy a small house."
"Want to buy a house?"
"Yeah, maybe I'll come here more often in the future. It'll be convenient for me to live here after I buy a house. I'm going back tomorrow, so if I find something suitable, I'll buy it."
"I'll call some of my mahjong friends and ask them."
She went back to the room and started looking for the phone book to make a call.
I made six phone calls in a row before I found the person who wanted to sell the house.
I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
I almost thought I couldn't find the seller.
The people from Old Li’s family have to leave tomorrow and time is really tight.
Fortunately we are leaving tomorrow afternoon.
I'm going to see the house tomorrow at noon.
Li Mingqing said frankly: "Dad, Mom, wife, I plan to buy a small Western-style house here, so it will be convenient for us to come back in the future."
"Buying a house?! That must cost a lot of money, right?"
"Don't worry about the money. I have enough money to spend."
"You make the decision."
Sun Jiaxue also nodded in agreement.
Old Lady Li took off her coat, picked up the scissors beside her and started to remove the stitches.
The sudden movement left him stunned.
How to start doing needlework properly.
After opening it, Li Mingqing was stunned.
He even sewed a pocket to hold money.