Chapter 22 Seventh Level of Strength



As soon as we put down our dinner bowls, the Li family courtyard became bustling with activity.

Li Mingli was washing dishes in the kitchen when Wu Xiaomei grabbed the two mud monkeys by the ears and dragged them to the bathroom: "If you dawdle any longer, I'll skin you alive!"

Li Guifang fanned intermittently with a broken palm-leaf fan, while Li Jianghai held a peeling enamel pot and sipped tea from time to time.

Li Mingyu was sprawled on a rattan chair, arguing with Li Minghua: "Second brother, when are you going to return the Daqianmen bag you lost to me last time?"

"Squeak--"

The gate suddenly opened and everyone turned their heads.

The eldest brother Li Mingyuan led his wife Lin Yaqin into the yard, followed by two little boys.

"Grandpa and grandma!"

Five-year-old Li Shuduo rushed in like a little cannonball and threw herself into Li Guifang's arms.

It can be seen that no matter how much Lin Yaqin restrains the child's temperament, the child's strong dependence on his grandmother cannot be faked.

The eight-year-old Li Shuhang still looked mature for his age. He just greeted him shyly and stood behind Li Mingyuan at a distance.

"Oh, my darling grandson!" Li Guifang beamed instantly. She hugged Li Shuduo and waved towards Shuhang, "Come here, Hang'er, let grandma hug you!"

Lin Mingyu walked over and nudged Li Shuhang: "Go quickly, hug him while he's still young."

He wanted to hug his mother, but before his mother could slap him, his father would throw him two meters away like a chicken!

Li Mingyuan put the net bag he was holding on the table and said, "Dad, Mom, I brought some loquats and sugar for you two."

Then he looked at Li Mingyu, who had his arm in a sling, and frowned, "Third brother, your hand..."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Li Mingyu quickly sat up straight. "I just fell. It will be fine in a couple of days."

What a joke, why would he take the initiative to mention his own ugly deeds? What's more, as for his matter, if he had done it on purpose, they should have heard several versions of the story before they even entered the door. Why are they asking hypocritically?

But this time, Li Mingyuan and his wife were really wronged. They were both on their way with their own thoughts!

When they met a few people in the alley who greeted them, they just gave them a perfunctory greeting.

It seemed that someone really asked them if they came back to see Li Mingyu, but they didn't pay attention.

Shuhang kissed his grandmother for a long time before leaving Li Guifang's grip.

Curiously, he approached Li Mingyu and asked, "Uncle San, what happened to your hand? Did you get into a fight again?"

"Go away," Li Mingyu rubbed his nephew's head with his uninjured hand. "How could I, your third uncle, be so powerful? How could I possibly fight?"

Shuduo also leaned over and gently touched Li Mingyu's bandage with her little hand: "Uncle, does it hurt? Duo'er will blow on it for you."

As she said this, she really pouted her lips and blew twice.

Li Mingyu felt warm in his heart and rubbed the top of the little girl's head with his chin: "Our Duo'er is still the most considerate."

Li Mingli came out after washing the dishes and took the two little guys downstairs!

"Mom, it's so hot today." Lin Yaqin took the palm-leaf fan from Li Guifang's hand and pretended to fan her mother-in-law.

Seeing the two children being taken out of the main room, the smile on Li Guifang's face immediately disappeared.

Her eyelids drooped, and she waved the palm-leaf fan in her hand intermittently: "Tell me, what's the fart you're holding back?"

Lin Yaqin paused for a moment, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan in her hand. With a smile on her face, she leaned forward and said, "Mom, it's already the end of August, and Mingyuan's incident..."

She lowered her voice and said, "If you delay any longer, school will be delayed."

Li Guifang snapped her palm-leaf fan shut and glanced sideways at her eldest son, who was rubbing his hands nearby. "What? Haven't you sorted this out yet?"

Li Mingyuan took a half step forward, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times: "Mom, I'm still three thousand yuan short of tuition... Can you see if..."

"Bang!" Li Guifang stood up suddenly, and the palm-leaf fan in her hand fell to the table with a "bang":

"Great! I was thinking the sun would rise from the west today. The eldest and his wife are so filial. It turns out they can't stop eating shit!"

Lin Yaqin was startled and dropped the palm-leaf fan in her hand. She forced a smile and said, "Mom, don't be angry. Mingyuan is doing this for the good of our family."

When he finishes his graduate studies and his salary doubles, this little money will be easily available."

When Li Guifang heard this, she immediately flew into a rage and picked up the feather duster on the table and hit Li Mingyuan.

"Bullshit! I told you clearly last time, I don't care about my life, I want money! Are those donkey hair or cotton stuffed in your ears? Huh?"

The feather duster hit Li Mingyuan's arm with a "smack" sound, causing him to jump up and down in pain: "Mom! Please stop!"

"Fight?" Li Guifang sneered and kicked over the bench next to her. "Today I'm not only going to fight with my hands, I'm also going to fight with my feet!"

The bench fell to the ground with a bang, and the big yellow dog in the yard was so scared that it jumped out with a cry.

Li Mingyuan quickly backed away, his back pressed against the wall: "Mom! Mom, calm down!"

Li Guifang chased after him with a feather duster in hand and said, "I'm calm? I'm very calm! If I don't wake you up today, you heartless thing, I'll take your last name!"

The fingerprints on the separation document haven't even dried yet, and you two have the nerve to come to my house and ask for money? Do you have any shame? Huh?

Li Mingyuan's expression changed, but he still smiled: "Mom, calm down. This is bound to be very profitable. Look, I even received a letter of recommendation from my teacher."

Li Mingyuan ignored everything his mother said and just continued to act according to his own script, while taking something out of his pocket.

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