Chapter 1158： After eating the deadhead meal, it's good to go on the road

Lu Mo sent Ye Qingqing home and rushed back to the company. After the successful bid, Lu Mo was even more busy. He had to go to the construction site several times a day, and he had to go to the relevant department to go through procedures and buy equipment. He was very busy.

The construction site is working overtime and overtime. It is expected that the construction will be completed in the spring of next year, and the company will be able to open after the equipment is in place.

Ye Mingcheng is still at home. Usually at this time, he will take Ye Tong to the provincial Go team to play chess, but today he is a little uneasy.

Ye Qingqing knew what he was thinking, and took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, the old man... Ye Xunmei will be fine."

What the unfortunate child of Wuchen said also made sense. She scolded Ye Xunmei every day as an old man, didn't she scolded herself in it, and called her by her name in the future!

However, Ye Mingcheng thought that Ye Qingqing was comforting him, and sighed, "How could it be all right with such a big tank? Alas, Qingqing, Dad will discuss something with you."

"What's up?"

Ye Qingqing thought it was about opening a clinic, but Ye Mingcheng's words made her laugh or cry.

"Dad knows that you hate Ye Xunmei, and Dad doesn't like him either, but after all, he is your grandfather and my biological father. I guess he will die this time, sigh, after what happened to him, Dad thought Go and collect the burial for him, buy him a cemetery, and let him go to the ground for safety!"

Ye Mingcheng sighed, he felt that Ye Xunmei would definitely die this time.

No matter what, he still fulfills his last obligation as the Son of Man!

Ye Qingqing's mouth twitched, her father is really...

Directly curse that old man to die, that's ruthless!

"Okay, then I'll let Uncle Tang burn a guillotine meal, so that he can eat enough to go on the road."

Ye Qingqing cooperated deliberately, holding back a smile, Ye Mingcheng couldn't help nodding, and looked at his daughter with relief, or her daughter was sensible and polite.

However, a person who was ignorant and rude soon called.

It was Gu Nianci, with a very anxious tone.

"Mingcheng, how did your father get in? He can't do those bad things. He doesn't have the courage. It must be that **** Tang Yufen who harmed your father. You have to find a way to save your father!"

It was Ye Qingqing who answered the phone. Before she could speak, Gu Nianci couldn't wait to cry, talking like a machine gun, Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes.

A few days ago, I said that I wished Lao Wangba died, but now I am worried again.

Ha ha... a hypocritical and confused woman!

But she is still her own grandmother, so heartbroken!

"Grandma, didn't you say that the old **** would die? Now you can get your wish You should drink and celebrate!" Ye Qingqing deliberately satirized.

Gu Nianci didn't expect that it was her granddaughter who answered the phone, her old face couldn't hang up, and she scolded angrily: "No matter how big or small, no matter what Ye Xunmei does, it will always be your grandfather. Dad answer the phone!"

"It's useless for my dad to pick it up. My dad didn't open the Public Security Bureau. How could he save Ye Xunmei? Grandma, have you ever thought about what you said? For Ye Xunmei's contribution of blood, I and I agree with you. Dad has negotiated, when the time comes, let Uncle Tang cook a good decapitation meal, let him eat and drink enough to go on the road, and he will bury his body when he dies, so don't worry about it!"

Ye Qingqing got angry when she heard Gu Nianci's words, deliberately opposed her, and didn't tell her that Ye Xunmei would be fine.

Before Gu Nianci got angry, Ye Qingqing simply hung up the phone, couldn't explain it to the confused grandma, and even made herself half-dead.

She winked at Ye Mingcheng and laughed, Ye Mingcheng shook his head helplessly, and was really speechless to his mother, the older he got, the more confused he really became!

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