Those Sweet Times

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Lin first feast gave his mother a call and explained the current situation of the community. His voice was sad and desolate, and he suppressed a little bit of urgency, which made the listener sad and crying.

Mother asked: "How do you change the community?"

“A friend invited me to join in,” Lin first replied, and paused, added, “She looks very beautiful.”

"Yes? Is the photo sent to see?"

Lin’s first banquet was about to talk, but the mobile phone came with a sneer from his father: “Oh, you played this hand with your mother? Are you not there when I am? You can’t lie to me if you deceive me. Then, Dad’s voice became far away. It should be to let go of the mobile phone and talk to her mother: “You are stupid, you haven’t been there once, how can you trust him?”

"This time is true." Lin first feast said.

"It’s not about asking for money, no!"

“I don’t want it, it’s a community, and the community is very difficult now. Many students have worked hard for a week. I have already said that the Yuelin Group will sponsor. Dad, you think about the company’s image. You will come to Nanda during the graduation season. Grab talents."

"Don't pretend to be with me, you have a clear understanding of the intestines. If the community really lacks money, you should first put it on the table. You should be a watch of 120,000, don't tell me that it is over."

"It's over."

"..."

The father and son twitched for a while, and both sides did not expect that the other party would not give in. Later, my mother listened very well, and proposed to let Lin Chuyan bring a beautiful female classmate to go home. Lin Xueyuan felt that his wife would not be too determined, and he would not stand on the side for a while.

He simply went out with his mobile phone and stood alone in the garden. He said, "You have a problem and come to me. Ok, now I have a problem. If you can solve it for me, I will solve it for you. How?"

Lin first feast asked: "Dad, what is your problem?"

"Hey," Lin Xueyuan sighed. "Do you know what gift your mother wants?"

"I probably guessed it."

"Oh? Let's listen."

"Mom may want to give me a sister, but you..." Power is not enough.

After all, it is my relatives, and the face is to be taken care of, so the words behind Lin’s first banquet are not spoken, but the meaningful tone is especially in place.

Lin Xueyuan is dying: "Bunny rabbit, you give me a roll!"

Lin first feast quickly changed his mouth: "Don't be angry, I am joking, I myself want a sister too much."

Lin Xueyuan's tone eased a bit and said: "You can rest assured that we will not have a second child."

"You don't have to think about my feelings."

"We never thought about your feelings... It is your mother's bad health. Older women are too dangerous."

The topic inexplicably came to a strange place. Lin’s first feast quickly came back and asked, “What does the mother want, or what do you want to give her?”

"Hey. You know, too? Your mom likes a painter especially in the past two years. I want to ask the painter for a painting on her birthday, and give her the kind of inscription. I am ready for the money, The result is good..."

"what happened?"

"The painter is a bit special, how much money is not painted."

"Why not draw?"

"I don't want to paint."

Lin’s first feast did not hold back.

"You don't give me gloating," Lin Xueyuan said. "My problem is this. If you can solve it for me, well, I sponsored the sponsorship of your association. Not only this year, I will contract you for the next three years. Let's have a face in the community as a boss, how about?"

Lin’s first feast is not stupid: “How can I do things that you can’t do?”

"That's embarrassing, go begging!"

......

Finally Lin first feast said that you can try it. He didn't take this matter to heart, and he intended to think of another way. Although my father’s iron stone is heartfelt, my mother’s ear is very soft.

However, when he looked at the painter's information, he inexplicably thought of a person.

The name of the painter is to the British, Lingbi City.

Warmth is also the city of Lingbi.

Will the two surnames come from the same place, will it have anything to do with it? Far away like?

With such an idea, Lin’s first banquet dialed a warm phone call.

Only when I ringed twice, I was hanged.

Lin’s first feast raised his eyebrows and was angry?

Thinking of her blushing scene at the time, he felt very fun and couldn't help but smile.

Then he harassed her on WeChat.

Lin Chuan Ban: Still angry?

Lin Chuan Banquet: Would you like to have dinner? Five-star hotels are just picking.

Lin Chuan Banquet: What skin do you want, buy it for you.

Lin Chuan Ban: I lay flat and let you fight.

Lin Chuan Ban: Don't be angry.

Lin Chuan Ban: I said something right, do you know Dan Ying?

Soon after this message was sent out, I called the warm initiative.

"What the **** are you doing?" she asked.

Lin first feast held the phone, bowed his head and held his mouth, and the voice was softly soft: "I said, don't be angry."

"Humph."

"Do you really know British?"

Silence to the warmth, ask: "Are you talking about the kitten to the British?"

"..." Lin’s first feast was a little bit dumbfounded. He pinched the forehead and replied, "I am talking about the famous contemporary Chinese painter to Da Ying, um, famous for painting cats." What is the painting of a kitten...

A warm "oh", A: "That is my father."

Lin Chuan Banquet: "..."

what a small world.

"I said, Lin Lin Banquet, what the **** are you doing?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

"What busy?"

After the first banquet of Lin’s banquet was over, he smiled warmly.

To the warmth, I said that the sound of Lin’s first feast was good. In fact, her voice was good, but she didn’t realize it. Her voice is soft and sweet, and it will make people think of the fruity gums that they eat when they were young.

At this moment, I smiled twice and smiled lightly and cheerfully, like a bird singing and screaming.

Lin’s first banquet also laughed, his eyelashes slowly trembled and whispered to her: “How?”

Warmly said: "Lin's first feast, you let me help, yes, but I also have a request." She said that the tone of this words is a bit of a bit, like a smile, like a little beauty in the Qing Dynasty drama intrigue.

Lin’s first banquet was tight, “You said. You can do anything.”

Warmth: "I want you -"

The brow of the first banquet of Lin was a big jump.

"--called my father."

I want you to call my father...

I knew that I would know that there would be such a day... She finally put her hand to her own person...

Lin first feast raised his hand to help the amount.

... Who is learning with it!

——

I gave a call to my father.

Dad is "to Comrades in Britain" in her address book.

Although Comrade Yingying is a "famous painter", I don't really have a shelf. The reason why he doesn't like to paint for others is not because of the rumors of self-deprecation or arrogance, but purely because he has been hurt.

When I was thinking about it, I was just a young man who was obsessed with art. Because of his talent, he was famous in the circle of painting and calligraphy.

He is a man of temperament. If he gets along well with him, he will paint for free and he will not take it.

As a result, one of the two people who received his free gift was discussed with others to discuss how much the paintings in their hands could be worth after the death of the British, and that the sooner he died, the better. There are few works of the dead, and the less the work, the more valuable it is...

This passage was passed to the ears of the British, and his young mind was severely impacted.

Since then, he has not given paintings easily. Some people have brought money to ask for paintings. He is also lacking in interest.

Because it is not short of money. And when others bring money, they use his paintings as commodities without any disguise, which makes him uncomfortable.

After he got married, he gave the painting to his wife and joked: "When I die, these paintings are huge legacy."

"Whatever you die, shut up."

These are all told to the warm-hearted mother, and Dad never mentions it. Once I asked my mother warmly: "When you chose to marry Dad, did you dump his talents, or was he attracted by his character?"

Mom said: "Nothing. He looks too good, I will..." I didn't hold it.

It was thundered to the warmth: "Mom, you are too superficial!"

Mother poked her head: "Go! If it wasn't for me, I couldn't have such a beautiful daughter."

......

At this time, I talked to the warm father. After frequent enquiries, she asked: "Dad, is there a recent uncle named Lin who wants to ask you to paint? I want to give my wife a birthday present."

"It seems to be, what happened?"

"Well, he... is my father who is the head of the community."

“Well?” I feel a little suspicious to Comrade Da Ying. “It seems that you and your seniors have nothing to say.”

"No, he just mentioned it, then we found that the world is still quite small, how is it so good. His parents have a good relationship, his mother is your fan, his father wants to buy your painting is just pure I want to give my wife a surprise."

Listening patiently to David, listen and say: "You talk about you and your seniors."

"Dad..." is a little bit crying and laughing. "The point is not this."

"No, the point is this." Dad's tone sounded serious. "How do I feel that our cabbage is going to be arched. Who is that stinky boy? You let him come to see me."

"Dad!" He was told by his father to the warmth, whispered, "He is very annoying, you don't want to see him."

Dad doesn't believe: "I hate why he still wants to help him?"

"Well, because if I do this, he will have to call my father." To the warmth of this, I could not help but be a little proud. Lin’s first banquet, this time I must plant her hand. Ah……

Silenced to the British for a while, and finally sighed together: "The young people can really play now."

"Dad, give them a picture, draw a picture, draw a picture!"

"Okay, painting, painting." He smiled when he said to the British, smiled and smiled a little sad, and thought to himself: Hey, my daughter grew up...

——

When Lin Xueyuan received an affirmative reply from the British, he could not believe it. He immediately called the unlucky child: "You do, you really do what you want? OK, I will serve!"

Lin’s first banquet was modest: “It’s okay, it’s just a small and insignificant price.”

"What is the price?"

"Well, I changed my father."

"..............."

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