May The Peace Be With You In The Golden Age

Father Liu hugged her and said excitedly: "Stupid boy dad is looking forward to hello. I am more happy than anything if you can walk out of the shadows."

"It's really hard for you, an artist, to fight with people every day."

"Stupid boy, they dare to laugh at you, of course I want to..." Father Liu was moving! Halfway through the conversation, she realized what her daughter was talking about, suddenly let go and jumped up, denying it. "Who has quarreled? Who has quarreled? How can I be a great artist?"

Seeing the interaction between the father and daughter, Sheng Ning was sincerely happy, and at the same time thought of his father who was far away from home. I haven't written a letter since I came back, I have called, and I will write a letter first when I go back later.

When the rural conditions are better in the future, install a telephone for parents so that they can be contacted easily.

"Dad, do you say that you are an artist? Your face is getting thicker." In the past, Liu Yilan respected and admired her father, and at the same time was afraid of his father's majesty. But ever since she was disfigured and locked herself up at home every day, rumors and rumors spread all over the world. Her father would hesitate to quarrel with others for her, roll up his sleeves and beat others. This allowed her to see the other side of her father and also made her feel the warmth of family affection.

She touched her scarred face. Her mother has always believed that her face can be cured, but now she feels that it doesn't matter if it is not cured.

Although she lost some things, she gained more.

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After returning from Liu Yilan's house, Sheng Ning had a bold idea in his mind. For a while, she could not help Liu Yilan to remove the scars on her face, but she could find a way to cover it.

People in this era are straightforward, even somewhat rigid, and no one has thought of this method before. She has watched a lot of TV dramas in her previous life. There are many disfigured dog-blood dramas. Half of them will make a beautiful mask. She even saw a phoenix tattooed on the scar.

In the evening she spent her free time writing novels racking her brains to draw pictures on paper, and finally the renderings came out before turning off the lights.

"You Li, help me modify it." Compared with drawing, her ability is far inferior to Wu Youli. Sheng Ning took the drawing to Wu Youli.

"Okay!" Wu Youli put down the diary in her hand and was stunned when she saw the birdtail-shaped half mask on the drawing. "It's so beautiful, what is this? It looks like a bird's tail."

"Yes, that's right. I didn't paint well, so you can fix it for me."

"it is good!"

Wu Youli is indeed from a family of intellectuals. She is very good at drawing pictures. In less than half an hour, she re-painted a picture based on Sheng Ning's original picture, which is so vivid and praiseworthy.

On the second day, Shengning sent the drawings to the silver jewelry shop on the corner of the division, and asked them to customize them according to the pictures. Coming out of the silver jewelry store, Su Hai was standing in front of the store wearing a thin Chinese tunic suit.

"Want to buy silver jewelry? I'll give it to you!" Su Hai smiled cordially, more like a fox in Shengning's eyes.

"No!" Sheng Ning said coldly, trying to get past him but Su Hai stretched out his hand and blocked it.

"Go back to have a meal together."

"No!" Sheng Ning decided to stay away from him.

"Your grandfather is sick!"

Sheng Ning's footsteps stopped, and Su Hai saw a fox smile, "My car stopped at the alley, and it was cold outside."

In the end, Sheng Ning didn't know how to get on the car, and he waited until the military district compound to react, scolding Su Hai as despicable.

"Are you scolding me?"

"No!"