If it were just now, Li Xianglian might really be moved by his words.
Now, she just wanted to say: "Don't let me slap you when I'm happiest. If you can't speak, just shut up. No one thinks you're dumb. If you want to be a beggar yourself, don't go with us. I'm ashamed of it."
Lin Changchun was silenced instantly, and he pursed his lips and dared not say anything else.
Lin Jingbei and his son were no longer surprised.
Lin Lu also held back his laughter.
Since the photo studio was in town and relatively close, they didn't plan to ride their bikes there, but walked directly. After the photo shoot, they had a meal outside. It had been a long time since they had eaten out.
Aunt Liu came back from the street and saw Li Xianglian in high spirits. She asked, "Where are you going?"
Li Xianglian: "Let's take a family photo."
Aunt Liu was puzzled: "Why did you think of taking a picture of this?"
Lin Lu: "Take a picture when you have time and hang it up at home."
When the family arrived at the photo studio, the guy was about to get off work, so they were forced to work overtime for more than an hour. But they made some money, and it was a lot of money.
They took not only one family photo, but also various individual photos, couple photos, and trio photos.
Take photos until you are satisfied.
After taking the photos, Song Chen quietly told the photographer that he wanted to develop two copies of the photos.
After paying, the family went to a popular small restaurant for dinner.
Li Xianglian and Lin Changchun rarely ate out, and basically cooked at home, but they enjoyed their meals very much.
The drinks used in this small stir-fry restaurant are also fruit juices produced by Song Chen’s factory, which makes Li Xianglan even happier.
Yesterday, Song Zidong told Song Chen that the factory had received a large order and had paid a one-time deposit of 5,000 yuan.
The factory's profits are very good this year, and many people have asked him whether he wants to expand the factory or hire more people next year.
Song Chen’s answer is always the same - let’s talk about it next year. There is no plan yet. I will inform everyone when the plan comes out.
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A few days later, the photos came out. Song Chen took them to the post office and sent them out together with the letter. Also sent were Li Xianglian's dried mushrooms and pickled vegetables.
All they could do now was wait.
Even if I go to Kyoto now, it will be useless if I don’t know the guy’s exact location.
That woman wouldn't let them find the young man easily.
In the evening, Song Chen called Feng Heng. He turned on the loudspeaker and Lin Lu listened too.
Beep, beep, beep...
Beep, beep, beep...
"Why are you calling me again?" Feng Heng's voice rang out.
The last time I called, I asked for the mailing address, but all I got was a post office number.
Lin Lu held her breath and listened to Song Chen say to her: "I have already sent the letter and photos. Remember to check them when the time comes."
Feng Heng should be at home. She could faintly hear soft voices from the other side, and gradually, the voices became louder and louder.
"Dad, look at my little rabbit. I dressed her up as a little princess bunny."
"Well, Yunyun is so good."
Lin Lu and Song Chen's eyes widened immediately.
Is that the little brother's voice?
The young man and the child.
Feng Heng pretended to be gentle and said to the child over there, "Baby, look after daddy and don't let him fall."
Then he regained his indifference and said, "I understand."
Before she hung up, Song Chen hurriedly said, "I also sent some mushrooms and pickles made by Cheng's mother. You can give them to Cheng."
Lin Lu obviously heard the man talking over there.
He said, "Is it Lulu?"
Is it Lulu?
Although this is the voice of an adult, the timbre has not changed much, and the tone of the word "Lu Lu" is exactly the same as it was back then.
However, the call was hung up at this sentence.
This was how she met her brother again after many years.
Worried about being discovered over there, Lin Lu tried hard to resist the urge to call him.
I must not let that woman know that she already knows that my brother is still alive, otherwise she might stop them from communicating.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Lu still couldn't stop crying.
The eyes are like a broken faucet.
Song Chen held her in his arms and whispered comfortingly: "At least now we know that the little brother is still okay."
Lin Lu caught the words that the woman said - Don't let Dad fall!
How could such a healthy person fall down?
Unless she has weak legs and feet like before, she would fall down.
"Is there something wrong with the guy's leg?" Lin Lu guessed.
Song Chen shook his head. He didn't know, but he could guess that the woman must have made the young man suffer a lot.
After the letter was sent, the two of them looked forward to the reply every day.
After waiting for a while, I received a call from the other side asking me to send the letter again and eat food.
Feng Heng said that the food made by Li Xianglian had whetted Lin Cheng's appetite, so she asked him to send some more.
Song Chen had no choice but to agree.
In fact, he never really understood the purpose of that woman's behavior.
Do you really not want Lin Cheng to recognize the people here?
Are you so afraid that someone here will snatch him away?
Like a lunatic.
This time, the letter was written by Lin Lu and he copied it.
I just wrote about some interesting things that happened at home recently, as well as the recent situation of each family member.
After sending the letter and the things, they still didn't receive a reply, and both of them were disappointed.
This winter is a bit too cold.
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After the beginning of winter.
Han Jiali still chose to marry Teacher Li Jian, whom she met through a blind date.
They spent a few months together and both of them felt good about each other.
After exchanging their birth dates, the parents of both sides chose a good time for the two to get married.
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