"Grandma'......"

Lu Mingkai's coquettish appearance was inexplicably funny, and grandma laughed.

"It's rare for Literature and her father to see each other last time," the grandmother explained to Lu Mingkai, "and let them spend a few more days." ”

Lu Mingkai thought for a while: "That's right, I have a long time with literature. ”

Grandma was happy: "This, grandma said it doesn't count, literature says it doesn't count." ”

The unhappy topic stopped, and Lu Mingkai changed the topic: "Grandma, should we go to the restaurant for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, or Zhang Luo at our own house?"

Lu Mingkai has already decided that Shen Wenxue is not at home, so let him accompany his grandmother for the New Year instead of Shen Wenxue.

"How expensive it is to go to the restaurant, or cook some at home, so that it tastes like the New Year, I'll go get the shopping bag, let's go to the market to buy vegetables." ”

Grandma said and went into the kitchen, came out after a while, looked at Lu Mingkai, and said unhappily: "Xiao Kai, why did you buy so many dishes and come over without saying a word to grandma?"

When did he come over for grocery shopping?

Lu Mingkai felt strange in his heart, and stood up and went to the kitchen to check.

On the kitchen cupboard is a pile of bags with a variety of seafood and meat dishes.

Grandma pointed to the dishes and continued to complain: "Where can the two of us eat so much, if I still buy them, isn't it a waste?"

Lu Mingkai looked at the dishes, and then at his grandmother, some doubts rose in his heart, and his expression gradually became solemn.

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At the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Nazehai's family had a variety of local snacks from Fuhai on the table, but Arslan and Hua Jianmin had not arrived home for a long time.

"Where did they go?" asked Shin Zehae.

Na Zehai's smile was a little strange: "It must be that Arslan is naughty." ”

Shen Wenwen went to the door of Na Zehai's house to watch, and soon saw Hua Jianmin and Arslan returning with a body of snow grains.

The two trotted side by side, giggling, so unhappy.

It was the first time Shen Wenxue had seen such a Hua Jianmin.

The two walked up, and Arslan said to Shen Wen: "Sister, he has passed my test. ”

Shen literature is unknown.

"You can develop him to be my brother-in-law. Arslan said and ran into the house cheering.

Shen Wenwen looked at Arslan's back, smiled and shook his head.

Children who grow up surrounded by father's love and mother's love are more optimistic.

When Shen Wenxue turned his gaze back from Arslan to look at Hua Jianmin, Hua Jianmin had already restrained his hip-hop, and his face was full of seriousness.

"What deal did you come to with Arslan?" asked Shen Wenwen in a serious manner.

Hua Jianmin sighed at his hands and threw two words to Shen Wenxue: "Guess!"

didn't expect Director Hua's painting style to be distorted by Arslan, Shen Wenxue was angry and funny, and asked a question hidden in her heart during this trip.

"Director, what is the purpose of your visit to Xinjiang this time?"

He changed his itinerary because he met her on the plane, what was the purpose of his journey at the beginning?

"It was originally a trip that was just a walk-and-go, but I guessed the beginning, but I couldn't guess the ending. ”

Hua Jianmin originally planned to take advantage of the annual leave to make a short trip, and stayed up all night to do a detailed strategy, but he didn't expect to meet the crying Shen Wenxue as soon as he got on the plane.

"You owe me a serious trip. Hua Jianmin looked at Shen Wenxue and continued to be serious.

"Then you wait. Shen Wenxue's cheerful expression fell in Hua Jianmin's eyes, but he couldn't help but be a little suspicious: Is this a promise, or a refusal?

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Su Liyao's mobile phone screen kept showing the name of his stepmother Zhang Yanshu.

He hung up again and walked into the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, Tang Meijing was burying her whole body in the quilt.

Although she was motionless, Su Liyao knew that she was not asleep.

"Get up and come with me to my dad's house for the New Year. Su Liyao walked to the side of the bed and stood still, and lifted the quilt at once.

Tang Mei sat up quietly.

She really didn't sleep, and Su Liyao was furious.

Tang Meijing also glared at Su Liyao angrily, her chest rising and falling violently. After a short confrontation, she finally broke out: "You don't let me go to my parents' house for the New Year, and I also told you that I will never go to your father's house again, you love to go by yourself, why bother to pull me?"

Since she was slapped by Su Liyao at Zhang Yanshu's house last time, Tang Meijing vowed never to go to that house again, and that shame will never be forgotten.

Su Liyao's patience was originally limited, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were gloomy and said: "I am now a person with a wife, and I am not a bachelor, going back to my parents' house for the New Year is not to go back in pairs, but to go back alone, do I still have face?"

"If you want to save face, then I don't want to lose face?" Su Liyao, you slapped me in front of your father and stepmother, what about my face?"

Tang Meijing still hated her teeth when she mentioned this matter, she jumped up from the bed, hit Su Liyao's shoulder twice, and asked hysterically: "What about my face?

Su Liyao grabbed Tang Meijing's hand at once, the man's strength was thick and arrogant, which made Tang Meijing burst into tears, but she still used a tough tone to cover the fear in her heart: "What, Su Liyao, do you want to beat someone again?"

"I've already told you about the last time, don't force me!" Su Liyao said, pushing Tang Meijing down on the bed.

His face turned red, he gasped for breath, and his voice was hoarse and trembling: "I'll ask you one last time, will you go with me to my father's house for the New Year?"

"Don't go!" The strong self-esteem overshadowed a trace of fear and reason in Tang Meijing's heart.

Su Liyao then repeated the question several times, and Tang Meijing gave the same answer: "No, no, no!"

Finally, the slap rang out harshly.

Tang Meijing covered her hot cheeks and glared at Su Liyao, her eyes blood-red.

"I told you, if you do it to me again, the two of us will divorce......"

Before Tang Meijing's words were finished, Su Liyao went crazy.

He was like a vicious lion, dragging Tang Meijing from the bed to the ground with a burst of punches and kicks. Under Su Liyao's fists and feet, Tang Meijing was like a sheep without the ability to parry.

Tang Meijing didn't know how long she was in a coma before she regained consciousness.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the cold floor, the bedroom door open, and there was no trace of Su Liyao.

Every inch of skin in my body was in excruciating pain, like many flames burning.

She tried to get her phone at the bedside, but struggled several times and couldn't get up, so she had to crawl over with great difficulty.

It seems that a century has passed, and Tang Meijing finally got her mobile phone.

When dialing her mother's number and listening to the sound of ringtones on the phone, Tang Meijing collapsed to the ground, and her tears could no longer hold back her tears......

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