At the end of September, the old man of the Li family’s birthday was particularly lively on this day.

When Su Cen brought the children, Li's father was welcoming the guests.

A man over fifty years old is still as pine as a squid, graceful and charming in every move.

Xiyin saw it from afar, ran over with a parrot cage, and shouted sweetly at Father Li, "Grandpa."

"Why."

When Father Li saw his granddaughter, his eyes were even more vivid. His face, which was originally serious, smiled instantly, and his eyes were soft and dripping.

It's like a Sichuan opera changing face.

"My father is always serious. In the eyes of outsiders, he is always majestic and courageous, serious, and a representative of authority, making people feel distant. When he saw a few juniors, he looked so happy that he was almost gone, and he was like a child, and he had no majestic image."

Li Jinxing secretly complained about his father, who had been telling him a cold joke that was not funny since he was a child, and he liked to be jealous, which made people coax him.

In the coldness, there is a flying heart.

Until I had grandchildren and maintained a cold and cold character for the rest of my life, I finally couldn't hold back.

Li Qiming said seriously: "This is probably a relative of the next generation,"

Su Cen was very satisfied with the atmosphere of the Li family. Li’s father and mother were very tolerant and respectful to her, and even better with the children: “There are a few children who haven’t come back for a while, let them play in the old house for a few more days!”

"Yes." Li Jinxing nodded in agreement.

Those who came to attend the birthday party today were all families with close relationships with the Li family, and most of them knew each other.

Su Cen presented the gift, which was a Pixiu carved by himself with a rough jade, which had the effect of conserving the house and keeping the family safe.

When the Pixiu was displayed, it caused quite a stir.

They asked Su Cen if she could customize the same model and she would offer it at will.

You know, the magic weapon from Su Cen is a priceless treasure that everyone is fighting for.

It can be passed down from generation to generation as a family heirloom.

Su Cen certainly refused, and it took her a lot of time to just this one.

She is not short of money, she only gives important people.

Li’s father and mother also gave her magic tools that she carved herself.

"Sister-in-law, look at my mom."

Li Qiming hid behind Su Cen and leaned over: "Starting at your daughter's eyes, I was so envious that I wish it was her granddaughter."

"You and your mother are still in a stalemate!"

Su Cen looked over and saw Li Qiming's mother's envious eyes overflowing.

"Isn't there any way to do this? As soon as we met, we were picking at me, disliked me in all kinds of ways, and were crazy about my granddaughter."

At this time, if he appears in front of his mother, he will be chanted to death.

"You don't consider getting married and having children, so you ask your mother to hug her granddaughter?"

"He is soaked in the pile of men all day long. Those who don't know think that his sexual orientation is problematic and don't like women!" Song Shuangshuang walked over gracefully in a silk cheongsam, with her hair tied in an exquisite bun, like a young lady from the Republic of China period, bright and beautiful.

It makes people shine.

Li Qiming muttered: "Who said I don't like women? I just haven't met someone I particularly like."

Song Shuangshuang rolled her eyes: "Excusation, you just like to romance and don't want to be kept in charge."

"Do you know what a person is hard to break up?"

Li Qiming glared at her. As two people from the Li family who are free and free, they are used to bickering.

Song Shuangshuang raised his chin and snorted: "You, the devil in the world, I won't tear you down, your mother will tear you down sooner or later."
Chapter completed!