Chapter 117 Dreamers

   On Saturday, which is the 16th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, Liu Qing accompanied Ding Yun for another day.

  I ate outside at noon, went for a walk along the Pearl River in the afternoon, and ate outside at night.

   For Ding Yun, it was also a rare moment of peace.

   For more than ten years of careful life, he regards flattering others as his job.

   finally turned over, no need to look at other people's faces.

   However, he found that he was no longer accompanied by his relatives.

   Now I have finally found the son who was abandoned by me more than ten years ago. Although this son seems to have some gap with me, I feel that the gap is slowly fading away.

   can be a little consolation.

   On that day, while Ding Yun was away, Geng Xia said to Liu Qing:

   "The chairman has been very happy these two days. She hasn't been so happy for a long time. If you have time in the future, you should visit the chairman more."

  Liu Qing said: "Thank you for your reminder, I will remember it."

   After seeing those cousins ​​yesterday, Liu Qing has already made that decision, and will visit here more time later.

   "There are still competitors, so of course you have to perform well."

  —he thought so.

   In the evening, I chatted with Xiaowen on WeChat for a while before going to bed.

  Xiaowen asked him nervously:

   "Brother Qing, what does it mean that your mother wants to send me clothes all of a sudden? Did you like me and want me to be his daughter-in-law? But I'm not ready yet!"

  Liu Qing: "If you think too much, it's a holiday benefit. She also wants to give it to Ye Wanrong."

  Xiaowen: "Who do you give it to first?"

  Liu Qing: "You."

  Xiaowen made a shy expression: "Then I'm big, and Sister Rong can only be considered small."

   "It's a holiday benefit..." Liu Qing felt speechless.

  Xiaowen: "I know, Sister Rong and I are both holiday benefits for you."

  Liu Qing sent three expressions of vomiting blood in a row.

  Xiaowen: "The black silk I bought has arrived, do you want to take a look?"

  Liu Qing: "As I said, you are not suitable for wearing black silk."

  Xiaowen: "The lace web page I bought can't be displayed and it has arrived. Would you like to take a look?"

  Liu Qing: "Why did you buy those things?"

  Xiaowen: "Wear it for you to see."

  Liu Qing: "I said you are not suitable for that style."

  Xiaowen: "Just say if you want to watch it? You want me to take a picture for you to see, and I'll go to sleep if I don't watch it."

  Liu Qing hesitated for a while before replying:

   "In order to eliminate your blind self-confidence, I think it is still obligatory to criticize it. Post it."

   After a while, Xiaowen sent a few pictures.

   The background of that photo is all on the bed.

   The black silk and lace web pages that were just taken apart on the bed could not be displayed.

   There is no Xiaowen in the photo.

   Feeling deceived, Liu Qing sent a message: "Stop chatting, I'm going to bed."

   He didn't have any nightmares that night, and the quality of sleep was pretty good.

The next day, after ten o'clock in the morning, Ye Wanrong came back. Ding Yun gave her a big red envelope of 10,000 yuan, and they had lunch together. After resting for half an hour, they drove back to Peng with Liu Qing. city.

   On the way back, Ye Wanrong asked Liu Qing in confusion, "Why did your mother suddenly give me a red envelope of 10,000 yuan?"

  Liu Qing said gloomily: "Didn't you say you want to discount? She originally wanted to give you some clothes."

   "Is that what she meant?" Ye Wanrong was taken aback, "For no reason, what is this for?"

  Liu Qing sighed: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival, my cousins ​​and cousins ​​all came to visit her with their children... She probably wanted to hug her grandson..."

   Ye Wanrong glared at him and said angrily, "What does it have to do with me wanting to hug my grandson? Go to your Xiaowen."

  Liu Qing sighed heavily again: "She refused..."

   and then added: "The first thing I looked for was her..."

   Ye Wanrong smiled: "Xiaowen still has a lot in her heart, she knows who can agree and who can't."

  Liu Qing said: "I have a five million project-"

   "Shut up!" Ye Wanrong said angrily.

  Liu Qing smiled and said no more.

   After driving for a while, Ye Wanrong took the initiative to speak, saying:

   "Have you seen all the photos I sent you?"

  Liu Qing nodded: "I've seen it all, your house looks pretty good, such a big house, such a big yard. The richest man in your village is your home, right?"

   Ye Wanrong rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily, "Sold your house in Pengcheng. There are enough houses like mine to build a dozen."

   "But it's not bad in the countryside." Liu Qing said.

   "It's alright, in the village it's considered an upper-middle level." Ye Wanrong admitted.

   But he sighed again and said, "It's pretty useless in the village. It looks like a good life when I was young, but if I really want to do something, I can't get the money."

  Liu Qing understood, Ye Wanrong was explaining why she wanted to talk to Ding Yun about the five million plan.

   thought to himself, "Won't you tell me a story about someone in the family who is seriously ill and urgently needs money for treatment?"

   He saw too many stories like this on the Internet.

   Of course, it doesn’t have to be fake.

   There are indeed many families, and they looked good when they were young, but one family member was seriously ill, and he would go bankrupt and carry a whole body of debt, which would take a long time for all members of a family to repay.

   asked: "What do you need in your house for money?"

   "Isn't there my brother in my photo?" Ye Wanrong said, "He needs a lot of money recently."

  Liu Qing was taken aback: "Your brother? It looks quite healthy in the photo."

   "Of course he's healthy!" Ye Wanrong said angrily, "He's very healthy, just like you, he can beat a hundred of them without any problem."

   It doesn't look like her brother is seriously ill.

  Liu Qing thought about it and asked, "Are you going to get married? Then there will be a car and a house on the other side?"

"Stop using your barren imagination," Ye Wanrong said. "He's only nineteen years old this year, so what is he getting married? Besides, he's so handsome, and he has a lot of girls chasing him. He just doesn't want to fall in love. ."

   "So, what is he doing to be short of money?" Liu Qing asked.

"He wants to fight in the UFC fighting competition," Ye Wanrong said. "Our family is a martial arts family. My brother practiced martial arts when he was a child, and then he practiced Sanda when he grew up. He is a fighting genius. He participated in the Sanda competition in our province this year and has already entered There is a high probability of winning the championship in the 75kg category. But he wants to participate in the UFC fighting competition and create a world of his own in that world. But this requires money and a lot of money. Money. He has to have his own coach, his own team, and he has to fight game by game to qualify for that ring.”

  Liu Qing quickly took out his mobile phone and searched for what UFC fighting match is.

   understood and looked at Ye Wanrong suspiciously:

   "It looks very ferocious, aren't you afraid that your brother will be beaten up in the ring?"

   Ye Wanrong said: "That is the stage of his dreams. Even if he is beaten up in the ring, he can be considered to have achieved his dream."

After    finished speaking, he added: "And I think he will become the king of the arena."

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   Introduction: No one dies, everyone dies.

   The nightmare is coming, and the spirit is revived.

   The executor, a general who started from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, ended up in a mysterious occupation in the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty.

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   Qin Feng lit a cigarette and said lightly: "I don't know who the 'person' is, but I know this person is already on his way."

  

  

   (end of this chapter)