remedial plan

Corrective Action 1

At nightfall, when the lights are on, the restaurant where the wedding is being held bustlingly sees off the last batch of guests, and the bride and groom cuddle up next to each other to accompany the old people by their side to go home.

Back home, Ling Suming was sitting in the hall, smiling so comfortably. He was full of relief. After waiting for almost ten years, his only granddaughter Ling Jie finally got married tonight, and her great-grandson will be just around the corner.

I think my granddaughter was also a lively and beautiful girl back then, but she went from a saint to a saint all the way, from a young girl to a fight against Buddha, and now she has finally achieved a good result and married, and the breath that has been stagnant for many years in my heart slowly exhales , before he had time to laugh comfortably, a sudden piece of bad news hit his head, and the half-breathed breath stuck in his chest.

"What did you say?"

Ling Suming stroked his chest with his left hand and served tea with his right hand. The lid on the teacup shook tremblingly, as if it would fall to the ground in the next second.

"Grandpa, Ayu and I decided to 'DINK'." Ling Jie leaned in her husband's arms, her face full of shyness as a newlywed.

"You mean you and A Yu won't have children anymore?"

"En." The newlyweds smiled sweetly, and tenderness was rippling on each other's faces.

If struck by lightning, Ling Suming was stunned for a few seconds, his face trembled as he returned to his senses, he looked at his grandson Ling Che who had just returned to the country, and comforted himself, it’s okay, it’s okay, I still have my grandson without my granddaughter, and my great-grandson is still there Hopeful, his eyes became more and more eager, "When is Xiaoche going to get married? Is there anyone you like? Do you have a girlfriend? In fact, it's good to get pregnant first before marriage."

Ling Che met Ling Suming's gaze with a smile, and said with a smile, "I'm curvy."

Um?Ling Suming said with difficulty: "What do you mean?" It probably wasn't what he thought, and he made a slip of the tongue, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

"It means, I like men." Ling Che smiled lightly, like a spring breeze.

"..."

a bolt from the blue.

After being overjoyed, Ling Suming, who was hit hard, looked at the smiling grandson, and then at the shy granddaughter of the newlywed mother leaning on her husband's arms. She stood up tremblingly, walked into the room step by step, closed the door, walked into the toilet, and closed the door again. Good door, chanting "The family is unlucky, the family is unlucky", and then weeping bitterly while hugging the toilet lid, explaining with life what it means to "weep and faint in the toilet".

Drinking herbal tea, pinching people, and slapping them, the housekeeper, Sister Lin, rolled up her sleeves and learned how to make TV dramas in turn, and finally woke people up.

Ling Suming opened his eyes leisurely, and said the first sentence, "Bring the phone." He needed to ask for help outside the venue.

Ling Suming dialed Zhou Boxiong, a fellow revolutionary who had wetted the bed, been criticized, and groped together since he was a child, and clattered to explain the situation. A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Boxiong, who lived next door just across a green belt, came with a thick book under his arm. books.

Zhou Boxiong, a revolutionary veteran who participated in the self-defense counterattack on the Sino-Vietnamese border, did not change his heroic nature, threw the photos and brief introductions pasted in the book, and said majesticly: "Pick, pick at will; flip, flip at will. There are not many, As long as there are many granddaughters, all of them are determined not to get married to me, and whichever one you like, I will package it for you, and sell one to make money."

That tone and posture are simply a replica of the bandit leader in the story of bandit suppression back then.

Ling Suming put on reading glasses and opened the book, "This one is older than Archer, this one is also older than Archer, this is not the face that Archer likes, this one is too reserved..."

Zhou Boxiong sat on the grand teacher's chair with his legs crossed, arrogant. Compared with the one man and one woman in Ling Suming's family, he can be said to be full of granddaughters. Except for a young grandson, there are six granddaughters, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers. ,Can……

Sighing faintly, they couldn't find a partner one by one, some had too high vision, some were too busy with their careers, and some were determined not to marry for life.The expected four generations under the same roof just didn't show up, the emperor really wasn't in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry, in that case, let him be a veteran.The grandson of the Ling family is not bad, with a dignified appearance, an extraordinary conversation, and he is good at making money in business. If he becomes his grandson-in-law, the scene... just thinking about it makes his heart move.

Besides, relying on the decades of revolutionary comrade-in-arms friendship between myself and Lao Ling, I have to donate a granddaughter to support Lao Ling's family.

"Okay, that's all for her," Ling Suming nodded while supporting his reading glasses, "Your fifth son, Zhou Qiyun, is a third-year student in T University. He has a common topic with Archer alumni, majoring in international business administration. He just graduated and became his assistant. She is 1.65 meters tall, weighs 48 kilograms, and has measurements of 90,65,80, [-], and [-]."

Zhou Boxiong put away the books and agreed, "I have good eyesight. My fifth child is one of the top ten beauties in the school. Okay, I'll take her to Xiaoche's tomorrow."

"Okay, remember, let's say it's international business administration, and I plan to do an internship during the summer vacation," Ling Suming took off his glasses, with a serious expression on his face, "Let the two of you have a preliminary contact, remember not to rush, if possible, you can bring more Two people go to cover up the real purpose."

Zhou Boxiong nodded, "Understood, the code name of this plan is..."

"Corrective action."

Strike while the iron was hot, Ling Suming showed his persistence in stealing duck eggs from the aunt next door 12 times in one night. The old man remained as brave as before. He stayed up all night and filled out dozens of pages in the action plan.

At 6:30 in the morning of the second day, Ling Suming, with a pair of red and swollen electric eyes that claimed to kill thousands of girls when he was young, handed over the planning book to Zhou Boxiong who was about to go to morning exercises, and urged, "You must remember this thing." Give it to your Xiaowu, she must let her read it." He patted his old friend's thick shoulder, exaggerating Jing Ke's tragic way of assassinating Qin, "Whether you can hug your grandson or not, that's all."

Zhou Boxiong, who was dressed in a clean white kung fu suit, held his sword under his arm, took the planning book with both hands, held his head high, and looked straight into his eyes, "I promise to complete the task."

Ling Suming nodded in relief, "Then you can go."

"..." Why does this sound so penetrating?Never mind, nothing is as important as great-grandchildren.Zhou Boxiong happily picked up the plan and went out, fantasizing about the four generations living together in the near future, the more he thought about it, the more excited he was, he couldn't help rushing directly to his granddaughter.

So, before seven o'clock in the morning, the old man in kung fu clothes held a thick planning book in his left hand, and danced a long sword for morning exercises in his right hand, walking cheerfully on the main road with people coming and going, It attracted countless young people who went to work to look back.