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Chapter 90 The Warmth Continues

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    "Then Mr. He, don't you have your mobile phone?"

    "Yeah, I can't take it anymore. Look at the little guy's concentration on swallowing the date. Anyway, we are just going to deliver something to grandpa and say hello to him. I don't need my mobile phone."

    "He probably wouldn't flip through my phone, mainly because he's afraid he'll find text messages and the like, which will expose your current great achievements."

    The corner of my mouth raised and I smiled evilly at him.

    Teasing him is one of my favorite things.

    "Ah, Mr. He, how can I be so good?"

    "This description is too that"

    "Okay, let's go."

    "It's getting late, let him play here by himself for a while."

    Looking back at Pepe when he walked out the door with the thin monkey, the child was still immersed in the excitement just now and hadn't recovered from the excitement, and he was always having fun.

    Occasionally, the eyes drift to the shoes, and the innocent, unadulterated and fake smile is immediately reflected on the face.

    Seeing him so happy makes me very satisfied.

    However, I still made a very long-winded exhortation.

    "Don't come down and walk when you see the shoes are so beautiful, or run around and jump around."

    "If I know that, I will break your legs and confiscate your shoes."

    "Okay, Mr. He, I see!"

    When I was walking on the road, I kept asking Skinny Monkey, "When are you going to finish it? Can we send a few articles this week?"

    Regarding the answer of the thin monkey, I actually came out of a simple chat, which I am used to.

    He should give me a very incomprehensible expression like before, or directly express that he has not finished it, but is still in the draft state.

    But he patted his chest and said to me confidently, "Mr. He, I can finish it right away. I think I can give three articles this week."

    "impossible."

    I feel a little unbelievable.

    "Really, I have already finished the essay I applied to you last time, and I will send it together at that time, and send it to the applicant."

    "So powerful?"

    I tried my best to hide some disbelief, because I was afraid that he said this for my reassurance.

    "Then your speed is fast enough"

    "I don't know why, but I always have a lot of thoughts to write about recently."

    "It's like a spring of water."

    "Oh, is it the spring of your creation?"

    I am very interested and want to hear what he said in detail.

    "I don't know. Anyway, writing is very easy. Although I am very busy every day, I have enough to write when I go back. There is no compensation for writing today."

    "I feel that your words and words are getting better and better!"

    "And I am quite satisfied with it myself, Mr. He, do you want to wait and see?"

    "I don't read it, I trust you, I don't think I am qualified to correct your article."

    "Well, well, Mr. He, I respect you."

    "But I still hope"

    Of course I was joking with this guy, I just hope that he will leave me in the future, and he can optimize and modify his own articles.

    Understand my own shortcomings or what needs to be modified. After all, our two life experiences are different, and I don¡¯t understand what he really wants to express and aggravate in his heart, so what I can change is only some very level ones.  superficial things.

    Similar to the replacement of some words.

    "I see."

    But he always acted like he needed me to join, how could I refuse.

    "Grandpa, we are back."

    "Grandpa hasn't slept yet?"

    "Hey, isn't this waiting for you?"

    "Grandpa, I bought something for you. I bought a thermos cup and a thermos lunch box. It looks like your previous pattern has been worn away."

    "Oh, our eldest girl is so caring."

    "Hey hey hey."

    "Skinny Monkey also has a cup. You two have different colors, so you can tell them apart."

    "What did you guys do today?"

    "Skinny Monkey, come and tell grandpa, I'll read your manuscript first."

    "Good teacher He."

    theImmediately afterwards, a very peaceful and quiet scene ushered in.

    That's when I sat on the bench and read Skinny Monkey's article.

    Occasionally, I smile because of some words, and occasionally frown and hold my breath because of some inappropriate sentences, and occasionally want to give him a thumbs up from the bottom of my heart.

    And the picture next to me is the thin monkey sharing today's trivial matters with his grandfather in his hometown dialect.

    ? Although I can't understand it, I can hear the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys from it, and I definitely heard it, and I can definitely hear it. There is a passage of grandpa's anger towards the owner of the print shop.

    I can also absolutely hear that thin monkey's love that is about to penetrate from the voice, similar to the expression of envy, comes from the pair of shoes.

    Then I saw Skinny Monkey, who showed our photos today to Grandpa, who burst into laughter from ear to ear, and kept praising me for being pretty.

    I also added a sentence, "Shouhou asked me to take the photo."

    "He must call me to shoot!"

    Grandpa said, "Take more photos, more photos. If you look so good, you should take more photos. If you have no money, my child, you can take it from grandpa and take Mr. He to take photos!"

    "Yes, Mr. He is really pretty."

    The thin monkey looked at me and said.

    "Then you haven't posted this on the wall yet."

    "I'm not putting it on the wall, Grandpa, I'm going to keep him in his little box for a dollar."

    "You are finally promising. You have spent money for Teacher He. You will spend more money for others in the future. When you go to the city, you can buy more clothes for Teacher He."

    "Oh, don't do it, I can't afford it."

    I said.

    Thin monkey and grandpa smiled tacitly, looked at each other, and grandpa praised me a few words.

    "The writing is not bad, the young man has made progress."

    I said.

    "I don't think there is anything that needs to be revised. The writing is very good, but there may be some places where the sentences are not smooth. You may write quickly. Write in a hurry. Just replace it a little bit. It's great."

    "Is there really nothing to modify?"

    "Mr. He, why don't you show him any more, you circled so many last time, it's hard to find an errand."

    Grandpa said.

    "Last time, we went in the wrong direction, and it was a waste of time. As long as he writes about what he has experienced, he can write with real feelings, feel very comfortable, and go straight to people's hearts."

    "Really? So powerful."

    "Yeah, your grandson is amazing."

    "Oh, I know, Mr. He is tired, why don't you go back and rest earlier."

    "Well, yes, I'm leaving soon today."

    "Then let's see you tomorrow, tomorrow is Sunday."

    "Are you going to play with the children tomorrow Sunday? My old man forgot about it, and you don't have to come to my children tomorrow."

    "okay."

    I couldn't continue to say anything, so I said goodbye and left.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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