Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

After bidding farewell to Yan Bugui, Li Muhua teased Li Hao, who was crawling on the ground and occasionally able to stand up and walk a few steps.

Li Hao, who was only one year old, was not cute and was very annoying. He often rummaged through drawers and shouted loudly at home. Li Muhua felt a headache when she saw him.

Fortunately, Xu Yan took care of him. She loved her second grandson very much and doted on him.

In the evening, Yang Liu and Dong Shuwan came hand in hand, holding a large stack of letters, both wearing light grey work clothes.

Three years have passed and the two have not changed much. Dong Shuwan often visits the Li family, so Li Muhua did not show any surprise.

As soon as she entered the yard, Dong Shuwan shouted, "Li Hao, Li Hao, come out quickly and let your Aunt Dong take a look."

With his two eyes searching for a small figure in the yard, Li Hao heard someone calling him. Soon he came out holding the door frame of the main house and smiled foolishly at Dong Shuwan.

Dong Shuwan walked over with bright eyes and took out a newly bought little monkey from her pocket to tease him.

At first, she wanted to adopt Li Hao as her godson, but unfortunately the godmother had to be a married woman, so she did not agree.

But she was very nice to Li Hao and seemed to care about him more than Yang Liu.

Yang Liu walked into the small pavilion and placed the thick stack of letters in her hand on Li Muhua's stone table. Li Muhua took a quick glance and found there were about sixty or seventy letters, which gave him a headache.

"Look, your letters fill up a mailbox every day. You, the great writer Li, have so many friends who understand you!"

Yang Liu sat down quietly, picked up the manuscript paper on the table, and became the first reviewer.

Li Muhua gathered a thick pile of letters, held them in his hands and said with a headache: "There's no need to pay attention to this kind of letter. You know, what I wrote is all nonsense, and the reply letter is even more nonsense."

Every time he received a letter, Yang Liu forced him to reply, which was just like reviewing a memorial.

"Ok!"

Yang Liu nodded and said, "It's all nonsense indeed."

"You became famous at a young age and your family is harmonious. Young girls are all around you, and even your wife came to you on her own. You are only interested in material enjoyment and have never suffered."

"I can't figure out how you come up with all this bitter, painful literature."

"It seems that those twelve years didn't have any effect on you, did they?"

Yang Liu put down the manuscript, full of doubts.

Li Muhua changed the subject, picked up the letter and said, "Wife, at least nine of these ten letters were written by literary young women. Aren't you afraid that I might fall in love with someone?"

"You are now a middle-aged factory worker!"

Li Muhua raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Liu with teasing in his eyes. In fact, he still didn't want to reply to the letter. Replying the letter would take him several hours every day.

After all, he is a public figure and he cannot curse anyone in the letter. He can only explain his doubts in a cold manner and repeat the letter to them, asking them not to write to him again next time.

The most annoying thing for Li Muhua every day is writing letters.

"It's hard to change one's nature. I don't believe you are that kind of person." Yang Liu said and looked at the thick stack of letters again.

"Besides, if someone takes the trouble to write to you, you should at least read the reply."

Looking at Li Muhua again, Yang Liu said, "I hope you can remember your past ambitions instead of staying at home all day writing these sour articles."

Li Muhua knew that this was what Yang Liu meant. She wanted to use writing a letter to force herself to put down her pen.

Nodding helplessly.

“We can’t open the factory yet, but I think it will be soon.”

"The formal development of self-employed people means opening a company. I estimate that the corresponding policies will be introduced in one or two years at most. During this period, I will make some money from writing sour articles and save enough money to open the factory."

Seeing that Li Muhua still remembered this, Yang Liu retracted his gaze and nodded, saying, "It's good that you remember it."

After finishing speaking, Yang Liu stared at Li Muhua and said, "Be quiet during this period of time, and don't join in the fun that you shouldn't."

"A few days ago, a foreign girl was arguing with someone on the street and her clothes were torn off. A pervert went up and touched her breasts, and he was immediately dragged away and shot."

After hearing this, Li Muhua stood up and asked sternly, "Who do you take me for?"

"When encountering this kind of situation, I would just watch from the sidelines. I love watching lesbians fighting the most." Li Muhuatian said with a smile.

Yang Liu said angrily: "No, now it seems that he is guilty. If he is guilty, he must be shot."

"Is that so?" Li Muhua nodded and looked down and said, "If I can't watch it outside, I can always watch it at home."

"Get out of here and behave yourself." Yang Liu was still in a bad mood.

Li Muhua quickly sat down beside her, hugged her and counselled her, "Let me be serious, I think the most important thing for our family right now is a second child. Look, Li is good, Li is good, a girl is good, and having both a son and a daughter is good."

"Li Hao is too naughty. I am annoyed just by looking at her. In a few years, she will be hated by everyone. It is better to have a daughter."

"I'll start my own company in two years, and then I won't have time to have kids."

"You--" Yang Liu was about to refute Li Muhua's idea of ​​taking advantage of the public, but she saw Dong Shuwan approaching with Li Hao in her arms, and she stopped.

"What did you say?"

Li Muhua smiled and said, "Let's discuss having another child. Then I'll give Li Hao to you. Who made you like Li Hao so much?"

Dong Shuwan said angrily: "If you want to have another daughter, just tell me directly. Don't make fun of me. You refused to be my godmother when I wanted to, and you even gave it to me."

"Won't your mother fight me to death by then?"

After saying this to Li Muhua, Dong Shuwan started teasing Li Hao in her arms again.

"What's so difficult about being a godmother?" Li Muhua said indifferently: "As long as you get married and have a child, I will agree to be Li Hao's godmother or even his mother-in-law."

"Get lost." Dong Shuwan said unhappily, "Is there anyone who wants to marry and have children just to be a godmother?"

"You're still a mother-in-law, but you know how to take advantage of her!"

Seeing the two of them here, Li Muhua simply stood up, put away the manuscript paper and letters on the table and said, "Okay, you guys chat, I still have to write a letter."

"The letters keep coming in, and I can't finish them all. After a while, I'll have to write letters 24 hours a day."

Seeing Li Muhua turn around and go back to the house, Dong Shuwan said with some concern: "Yang Liu, you are still forcing him to reply. Aren't you afraid that Li Muhua will be seduced by an artistic young woman?"

"These writers are the most popular among young women, but how many writers can resist the temptation of young women?"

Yang Liu poked Li Hao in Dong Shuwan's arms with her index finger, her expression unchanged as she shook her head and said, "He won't."

"I would believe him if he was attracted by her, but it is absolutely impossible for him to write a letter."

Yang Liu said decisively: "He has a very strange mind. It is impossible to write to him from the bottom of his heart. These books are all nonsense. He himself despises them."

"I guess those who wrote to him are all fools in his eyes. They are not clear-headed."

Yang Liu remembered that she had once analyzed the two heroines in "Drawing Sword" and couldn't help but smile.

Dong Shuwan nodded as if she understood something, and then asked, "He was also attracted by beauty. Who did he see?"

"Hmm~"

Yang Liu hesitated and said, "Like Ding Yujie in "Happy Bachelor", it's just talk. He has met a few of them in real life, but he just glanced at them a few times and didn't put any thoughts into them."

"In his words, people must abide by the moral bottom line, because human desires have no limit, and as long as they cross the bottom line, they will break through it step by step and fall into the abyss."

Yang Liu looked helpless.

"Whenever I asked him again, he would say that he didn't catch up with the right time, and that there were only iron girls in those years. He blamed me for acting too early, causing him to miss out on these great marriages, and he wanted to make up for it."

"Compensation?" Dong Shuwan asked curiously.

Yang Liu looked a little unnatural, hugged Li Hao and said, "Don't ask anymore."

"Anyway, he's a very strange person, but I trust him very much. There's a reason why I forced him to write a letter."

Dong Shuwan looked at Li Hao, nodded thoughtfully and said, "You are really generous and you trust Li Muhua."

Yang Liu smiled without explaining. There were some things that Dong Shuwan wouldn't understand even if she told her.