Xu Pengfei nodded, it was more than just frightening. A few more tis and he might as well be sent up the mountain directly.
Rember to burn so more paper in the future, otherwise, he’d be too poor to eat once he’s gone.
Knowing Xu Pengfei was thinking about the smoked at for lunch, Li Wanning nodded in full agreent.
If there’s a chance, that smoked at should definitely be more the rrier.
It’s a pity Su Wenyan’s smoked at is also gone, otherwise, buying a piece to taste would be great.
Her family doesn’t run out of smoked at every year, but the taste between different smoked ats can be worlds apart.
Unfortunately, Xu Pengfei’s dream was a bit unrealistic.
To eat smoked at again, he’ll probably have to wait until next year.
The project over there was under her managent, in the afternoon, she had soone find so Yi people to buy smoked at.
The result was obvious, none was left.
Really none left.
There were so "Second Senior Brothers," but they were just a bunch of little ones.
Obviously, only when the end of the year cos and they are slaughtered will there be smoked at for the New Year.
Su Wenyan lying on the dormitory bed couldn’t help but give herself a thumbs up for her small brilliance.
Directly mailing the other two pieces of smoked at to the old man.
All these years of care, Su Wenyan has kept in her heart.
The old man surely wouldn’t want anything else, but when it cos to smoked at, hehe, he was as happy as a child when he received it.
It’s just unclear why, according to Li Na, Li Yuanfang got beaten up by the old man again.
Tsk tsk tsk, poor child.
He was so innocent, yet even lying down he got heavily injured.
It’s said being hit by the old man’s cane hurts a lot.
"Hahaha."
In the spacious office, wearing a tracksuit, Li Na bit into an apple, crossing her legs on her brother’s leather office chair, laughing heartily.
Li Yuanfang lay on the sofa, looking resentfully at his big sister.
Many tis, he wondered if she was really his sister?
Every ti he got beaten, she’d take glee in his misery.
This ti she even specifically ca to the company to eat his fruit and mock him, this was too much.
"Tsk~ I just don’t get it, it’s just two pieces of black smoked at, right?"
"It’s not gold or anything."
"Called back ho, I thought it was to eat at, hey! I actually guessed it right."
Not far away, Li Na slapped her thigh, laughing so hard that tears ca out.
"Hahaha, it was about eating at, only it was cane at."
"Hahaha."
"You always gloat over my misfortune."
"Hehe, what can you do about it."
For a mont, Li Yuanfang was at a loss for words, speechless.
For a woman in her thirties, not being married might be her greatest weak point.
But who is his sister Li Na? She’s a legend in the entire circle, any rich heir who sees her calls her sis and then runs off in a hurry.
Kidding, if they don’t run, are they waiting to marry Li Na?
Might as well just die.
"Alright, alright, I won’t laugh at you anymore."
Li Na casually tossed the apple core into the trash can.
"Dad asked to call you back to eat."
"This ti I’m not lying, it’s really for at."
"It’s the smoked at Xiao Yan sent to grandpa."
Hearing this, Li Yuanfang tossed his head, snorted, and said, "I’m not going."
"Going back will only get beaten."
Li Na got up from the chair, clapped her hands, and took a piece of paper.
"Alright, alright, I’ll just go back and tell grandpa that you’re busy with work and won’t go ho to eat."
Li Yuanfang stared wide-eyed at his sister, calling her by her full na.
"Li Na, are you toxic or sothing."
Whether or not I’m busy with work, would grandpa not know?
Hehe.
"If you want beaten, just say it directly, you don’t need to beat around the bush."
"Oh?" Li Na raised her eyebrow, saying with surprise:
"Are you sure?"
Li Yuanfang twitched his mouth, took a deep breath.
"Sis, you’re my real sister, I’ll go back, alright."
You’re such a scher, it’s just too much.
"Goodbye, my dear brother."
"Rember to visit ho often~" Li Na left with a big smile.
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The class bell rang, the art teacher with a plastic water cup returned to the office.
It’s not that the teachers don’t want to use thermos cups, but they pose safety hazards.
If a mischievous child got hold of it and broke it, that would spell trouble.
So the kindergarten teachers in the office almost all had a plastic cup each.
The art teacher, passing by the music teacher, glanced down at the lesson plan she was working on.
The next second, she who was already passing by, stepped back.
Looking at the content of the lesson plan, an herbal term slipped out.
"What’s the matter?" The music teacher looked at Teacher Wang with confusion.
After whispering a few words in the music teacher’s ear, Wang Fei left her pale-faced.
"Thank you, I hadn’t thought it through."
"Are you free this Sunday? How about we go shopping and have so fun?"
"Sure."
After Teacher Wang left, the music teacher felt a lingering fear.
Her heart unsettled.
In future lesson planning, she’d have to think more carefully.
Otherwise, she’d unknowingly offend soone.
This planned lesson, if it had been taught, offending the boss was a sure thing.
Luckily, she was fortunate this ti, and Teacher Wang enlightened her.
Otherwise...
The music teacher looked around, and, while nobody was paying attention, calmly tore the page of "The World’s Best Mother" from her lesson plan, stuffing it into her pocket.
Then acted as if nothing had happened.
Only in the evening, after returning to her dorm, shredding the paper into pieces and flushing them down the toilet, did she breathe a complete sigh of relief.
Mo Xiaoxue and her boss’s parents were not present, this was common knowledge. How could she have overlooked it?
For the boss, this song might evoke mories.
But for Mo Xiaoxue, it was entirely different.
While other children have moms, Mo Xiaoxue has never seen hers.
If this caused Mo Xiaoxue to develop inferiority, it would be a disaster.
Fortunately, none of this happened.
And her future remained bright.
In the office, Mo Jingchun, who was on the phone, was unlike usual; this ti, he wasn’t just saying "Hmm" or "Okay," but also saying "No problem."
"Uncle, it’s fine if you make the arrangents for this, I definitely support it."
"Qingming Festival for ancestor worship is such a major event; rest assured, I will be there."
"It’s only two days, besides, it’s weekend anyway."
After hanging up, Mo Jingchun flipped open his phone calendar to take a look.
Luckily, there were no arrangents for those days.
Ancestor worship is such a major event, if you’re at ho, naturally you should participate.
This is the rule!
Even if you’re a big boss, there’s no exception.
Unless you plan to change your surna, take your na off the genealogy.
"Xia, from the 13th to the 16th of next month, if there’s anything scheduled for after that, push it all back. I already have plans for those days."
"Got it, boss."
Sitting in the chair, looking at the computer, Mo Jingchun suddenly smiled.
The two days before Qingming Festival each year for ancestor worship are absolutely the most united ti for the entire clan, bar none.
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