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Chapter 94 The Iron Pestle Grinded into a Needle

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    "My son is promising. He is really good at painting. Look at this trophy, and there are so many rewards. It is enough to go to the Academy of Fine Arts. My cosmetics and your football game tickets are enough to buy."

    "I don't know who said that studying art costs money, saying that our son is not born with that kind of material, and our family is also an ordinary family, which can't afford the four years of university tuition. Give me a hug, the trophy is also gold, right?"

    The lucky parents of the man with braces are biting the gift of the first prize in the painting competition with their teeth.

    "Dad, Mom, you really won't get divorced this time?"

    "Of course, as long as you are promising, mom won't leave your dad. He's more pleasing to the eye than other men."

    "I didn't mention the word divorce from the beginning to the end. It's not because your mother dislikes your father and I have no ability. I stay at home all day and don't make money. Good boy, you are really proud of your father. I know why there are so many contestants.  , only you can stand out from the crowd? That¡¯s because Dad¡¯s genes are in your body, turning and flowing, hahaha.¡±

    The inside of the house is like Chinese New Year, but outside the window, there is a country woman wearing red socks and slippers, stepping on her feet and looking inside.

    "who?"

    After the man in braces returned to the room, he heard someone jumping up outside, so he opened the window and threw a slipper in.

    "What's wrong? Son."

    The parents are very loving at the door, hugging and hugging, as if they want to give the boy with braces a younger brother or sister.

    He didn't choose to disturb his parents' feelings, but stood up from the desk, closed and locked the door.

    Later, he heard the sound of two people lighting up a fire in the living room, and the man with braces chose to put on his headphones.

    After a while, another slipper was thrown in, and the two just made a pair.

    "Who is playing a prank?"

    The man in braces poked his head out of the window, and suddenly saw a head, pushed it upwards vigorously, hit his eye socket, and instantly became bloodshot.

    "Here, here's your bruise medicine."

    It turned out that it was Chen Luolan.  She seemed to hit someone with a big stick first, and then gave him a sweet date.

    "Why on earth? How did I offend you?"

    The man with braces spoke in a low voice, for fear of disturbing his parents' good deeds.  After all, in his memory, during the third year of high school, his parents never had a smiling face.

    "You offended Jiang Keran. Those judges just didn't believe her words, but I know that she is a good child. During the time I worked as a nanny in her house, only she respected me and worried that I was tired from work. She always let me take a break.  Xie, I have seen all her paintings, including the one on the wall of your house. She will not lie, you copied her. "

    "Auntie, how is murmuring recently? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

    "What do you think? Someone copied you, and you still laugh and laugh all day long? She shuts herself in the room all day and refuses to come out. I went in to deliver her food, but she didn't even say hello. You  Know her life, grandma treats her badly, and mother always thinks she is depressed. By the way, her brother asked you to beat you, I just came to tell you."

    Chen Luolan finally put his heels down, glanced at the man with braces, and prepared to leave.

    As long as the kung fu deep iron pestle is ground into a needle, she decided to come over as soon as she is free.

    "Why do you think I didn't draw it? How do you know the address of my home? Are you sure you won't tell Brother Mumble here?"

    "Young man, you have too many questions, you don't look like a man. I just want to tell you a little bit. The girl in your painting is my daughter. Can you describe her appearance?" (Remember this website URL: www  .hlnovel.com
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