fierce god

Leaving the house early in the morning, Li Yinglan first took a few photos of the inside pages of a certain fashion magazine. In the afternoon, she practiced the performance with the teacher invited by Guangyao. After class, she discussed the script of the school drama with Zhu Zhicheng via video. In this way, it has been grinding until the sunset.

Zhu Zhicheng asked Li Yinglan on the other side of the computer: "Are you busy tonight? Do you want to have dinner together?"

Li Yinglan flipped through the notes: "What can I eat?"

Zhu Zhicheng knew that this was meant to be playful, and immediately became happy: "How about going to eat Tianrui's barbecue? I'm taking my place now."

Li Yinglan looked up at him without saying a word.

Zhu Zhicheng hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I made a lot of extra money from tutoring people two days ago, and now I'm running out of cash."

Compared with Wang Yihuan and Li Yinglan, who live well, Zhu Zhicheng's family is not rich, and it should be said that it is more difficult. There is a younger brother and a younger sister in the family, and his parents are just ordinary small workers. It was an expensive art school, and the family's daily income and expenditure were barely even.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhicheng is a sensible person, and he basically earns his own living expenses. Although he has two rich friends, he has a very high self-esteem in this regard, even to the point of being a warlord, and never accepts any financial exchanges or help. , if Wang Yihuan invites him once, Zhu Zhicheng will definitely return the invitation, so as not to get a lump in his heart.

Wang Yihuan and Li Yinglan knew that he minded this, so they respected Zhu Zhicheng's choice, and didn't easily stimulate his overly sensitive heart. It's just that when Zhu Zhicheng was around, the two of them were often not so casual in spending.

At this moment when Zhu Zhicheng proposed the invitation, Li Yinglan thought about it and wanted to accept, but Wan He walked in instead.

"Yinglan, are you off?"

Li Yinglan paused for a moment, picked up the new mobile phone whose signal light had been blinking but had been turned to silent, opened it, and saw a row of missed calls on it.

Wan He said: "Mr. Li has already called the company."

Li Yinglan put the phone back: "I have an announcement tonight, tell him I can't go back."

Wan He hesitated for a while: "Mr. Li said that he would discuss it with Mr. Zhuo. If it's not convenient for you, he will pick it up in person."

Li Yinglan held the pen in silence.

Seeing his appearance on the screen, Zhu Zhicheng rarely tried to persuade him: "Yinglan, why don't you go home for dinner, we'll make an appointment at another day, today...it's the Mid-Autumn Festival after all."

Li Yinglan thought of something, closed the notebook, and said to Zhu Zhicheng, "Then I'll go first."

Zhu Zhicheng thought that his own words had made a difference, and felt very comforted, so he bid farewell to Li Yinglan and let the screen go black.

Li Yinglan didn't ask Wan He to see her off, and he drove back by himself.

There was no one in the living room when I entered the door, and Aunt Xie came out with a big pot of hot soup after a while.

"Yinglan is back, it's time to eat, hurry up and sit down."

Li Yinglan looked at the various gifts piled up on the sofa and asked, "Where is Grandpa?"

Aunt Xie said: "The old man is in the study. Your two uncles came this afternoon. They just left before chatting. I thought they were going to stay for dinner. They cooked more food, and now it will be a waste..."

Li Yinglan didn't blame Aunt Xie for not being good at learning. Every time Li Qian and Li Ling came over, when did Li Yuanzhou keep them for dinner? Eye.

Sure enough, Li Yuanzhou came out of the study when he heard the commotion, and when he saw the living room with big bags and small bags, he said dissatisfiedly to Aunt Xie: "Why is it still messy?"

Aunt Xie hurriedly set out the pot and wiped her hands to clean up: "I'll put it in the storage room downstairs."

But Li Yuanzhou said: "No need, it takes up space, you can take it away."

Aunt Xie's eyes lit up, and she wanted to push it off. Li Yuanzhou waved her away directly, then looked back at Li Yinglan, and said with a bit of resentment: "Why didn't you answer the phone? I made a lot of calls. Even if I'm busy with work, I can't help but go home." .”

Li Yinglan hummed lightly: "Understood."

Li Yuanzhou sat down at the table after ordering, but Li Yuanzhou stopped Aunt Xie when she came back to serve soup for the two of them.

"Wait a minute, people are not here yet, what's the rush?"

Aunt Xie could only put down the spoon in a low voice.

The three sat around the table. After more than an hour, Li Yuanzhou asked, "Why hasn't Xiaoyun come back yet? Have you called her?"

Aunt Xie said, "I called, but I didn't answer."

"Does she know she's coming back for dinner today?"

"Yes, I told her when she went out in the afternoon, and she agreed."

Li Yuanzhou thought for a while: "Then just wait, maybe you are driving, so it's better not to interfere."

Aunt Xie responded.

Li Yinglan stopped, but hooked the corners of her mouth ironically.

I don't know how long it took to wait. The dishes on the table are hot and cold, and it takes a lot of effort to change from full color and fragrance to no color and fragrance. Li Yinglan seems to think this state is very interesting. I have been staring at the changes of those dishes that have been repeatedly reheated, wondering what they will be tossed into.

In the end Li Yuanzhou was a little angry, but he endured it until he couldn't bear it anymore and threw the phone in front of Li Yinglan.

"Call your mother and find out where she is!"

Li Yinglan paused for a moment, but still picked up the phone, and then he asked, "What's her number?"

Li Yuanzhou frowned unhappily.

Before grandpa wanted to speak, Li Yinglan found the phone book and dialed the number. After a while, he put down the phone and said, "Shut it off."

Li Yuanzhou frowned even deeper.

Aunt Xie was used to watching the nose and the nose, watching the heart, just waiting for this silent dispute to pass quickly, so that she could finish her work and rest early.

Just when Li Yuanzhou's patience finally ran out and the dinner was about to be announced, the doorbell rang, and Aunt Xie immediately ran to open the door, followed by a joyful female voice coming down the wind.

"I'm back, have you eaten yet?"

Then came the crisp footsteps of high-heeled shoes on the ground. Li Xiaoyun walked from the entrance with two big bags in her arms. She was dressed fashionable and enchanting. She was nearly forty years old, but she looked only about thirty. She looked very similar to Li Yinglan. , looking almost like siblings, except that Li Yinglan has a cold and serious temperament, while Li Xiaoyun is like a very beautiful rose, charming and colorful, blooming anytime, anywhere.

Seeing the table full of cold dishes and cold rice, Li Xiaoyun let out an exaggerated yow, and then said in distaste: "Why do people eat this during the big festivals? Let's go, I'll treat you, our family will have a good meal."

After all, he threw away the bag in his hand and signaled everyone to follow her, but Li Yuanzhou looked at her coldly and asked, "Where did you go!"

Li Xiaoyun was stunned, and immediately put a bitter face on the face of the Li family master and said pitifully, "Dad, what should I say later if you are so anxious and angry?" Then he turned around and took out a large box of things from the bag on the sofa Passed it over and smiled, "I can only give it now, and the surprise is gone."

Seeing his daughter unpacking the gift box and taking out a sweater from inside, Li Yuanzhou immediately rolled his eyes and smiled with joy beyond words.

"Wool material...not bad..."

Li Xiaoyun acted like a baby: "Whether the gray one looks good or not, I chose it specially, it suits you best."

Li Yuanzhou had nothing to worry about, he just smiled happily, fondling the sweaters that were everywhere in the specialty stores in the business district.

Aunt Xie also leaned over to praise, a group of people came and went, it was very lively, only Li Yinglan looked at them silently, without saying a word.

Li Xiaoyun also noticed her son at this time, turned around quickly and took out another gift box, said with a smile, "Yinglan, I bought you a gift too, I've been picking for a long time, guess what it is?"

Li Yinglan glanced over and said lightly, "Thank you, I don't need it."

Both Li Yuanzhou and Li Xiaoyun's smiles stopped.

Li Yuanzhou said: "You didn't dismantle it, so you know you don't want it?"

Li Xiaoyun also said: "Yes, Mom heard you say that you lost your mobile phone a few days ago, and you need to change it. I went shopping for a long time today to choose the latest model. Don't your children like this now?"

Seeing that Li Yinglan still didn't move, Li Yuanzhou was a little unhappy: "This is your mother's wish. Even if you don't pick the one you like, it's a basic etiquette to accept it." Li Yuanzhou often reprimanded his two sons on weekdays. This grandson's education is mostly based on gentleness and etiquette, which is already relatively heavy for the two of them.

Li Yinglan listened, and the next moment reached out and took the phone.

Li Yuanzhou was about to be satisfied when he saw him change hands and handed the box to Aunt Xie.

"I accepted the thing, so it's mine. Now I want to give it to you, auntie." Li Yinglan's tone was calm, but the expressions of the other two couldn't help but change.

Where did Aunt Xie dare to accept it, she just shrunk her body and looked awkwardly at Li Yuanzhou and then at Li Xiaoyun, but she didn't dare to look at Li Yinglan.

Li Yuanzhou was very angry: "Yinglan, you are too unruly, apologize to your mother!"

Li Yinglan's answer was to stand up directly: "I'm done eating, so I'll take my leave first."

"stop!"

Li Yuanzhou shouted in a deep voice, and after taking a deep breath, he still suppressed his anger and tried to have a good talk with him.

"Today is a holiday, if you want to be unhappy, you can sit down and talk slowly, if there is any misunderstanding in the family, you can't solve it."

"Misunderstand?"

A clear expression finally appeared on Li Yinglan's indifferent face, but it was unbelievable.

"Why should the misunderstanding be solved? A person was misunderstood and wronged, so he died, was ruined, and wasted. He deserved it. He was unlucky. Why should others go to the trouble!"

"--boom!"

Li Yuanzhou finally dropped the bowl in his hand, and said angrily: "What are you making a fuss about again? For the sake of a dead man, you have to stop for so many years. You tossed yourself like this, and now you want to toss us? You are weird We have been together for so many years, have you ever thought about who your mother and I were for, and for whom!? We don’t owe you Li Yinglan, we gave birth to you and raised you for so many years, we owe you nothing to anyone ! You are ungrateful!"

Li Yuanzhou usually has a refined demeanor, even if he is unhappy, he can only speak sneeringly at most. He rarely gets angry like this, just like Li Yinglan. Fang couldn't bear it anymore.

Li Yuanzhou's words made Li Yinglan stunned for a moment, and then she actually laughed, but his smile was sad, and his eyes were also piercingly cold.

He nodded and said, "Yes, I'm just ungrateful, otherwise how could I allow you to treat him like that, I will always be punished..."

Li Yuanzhou was stunned, while Li Xiaoyun's face turned pale when he heard his son's words. The two of them looked at Li Yinglan's back and left together, speechless for a long time.