After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

For the first time, Tang Li found that Song Boyan would also feel how time flies.

This discovery made her realize that even if he was in a high position and seemed omnipotent, in the final analysis, Mr. Song was still a mortal.

Touching the handwriting on the back of the photo with his finger, there was dried ink under his finger. Tang Li changed another photo, it was Tower Bridge. Mr. Song wrote: "I have a lot of regrets in my trip to London. You can go back home.”

Tang Li looked at the word "regret", not knowing whether he was talking about herself or her, or them, no matter who it was, the corners of her lips couldn't help bending upwards.

In the days that followed, Tang Li devoted himself to filming.

When she came to Lishan, her daily routine was to send text messages to Li Wenyan.

Even if Li Wenyan never replied, Tang Li was still happy.

Since she wants to repair the relationship between father and daughter, the attitude of filial daughter should also be adequate.

When the crew was on holiday, Tang Li went to the specialty market to pick up some dried fish and sent it back to Li's house in the capital.

In early June, the weather is getting hotter.

Tang Li sent it by surface mail.

Catch up with e-commerce discounts and activities, and express backlogs, resulting in delays in transportation.

It was five or six days after two sacks of dried fish were delivered to Li's house.

The courier put the sack at the door of Li's house. The servant smelled the fishy smell from the sack and couldn't help covering her mouth and nose. When she dragged two sacks into the villa, the air couldn't be shaken away. fishy smell.

In the restaurant, the Li family was having dinner.

Li Shengxia came out of the kitchen with a saucer of soy sauce, and there was a foul stench on his face. Because he was caught off guard, he almost didn't hold his breath.

Mrs. Li's reaction was the biggest, and there were already signs of vomiting.

Ouyang Qian got up and went to check the package.

The servant opened the sack and tied the mouth, it was foul smelling. Three or two flies were circling in the house, but Mrs. Li couldn't smell it, so she urged the servant to remove the two sacks: "Don't take it out and throw it away! "

"It was sent by A Li." Ouyang Qian saw the information on the courier slip.

Li Wenyan's face was also not very good.

This stench makes people lose their appetite.

Before Li Wenyan's attack, Tang Li's text message came.

"A few days ago, I went to buy special products with the cast and crew. The fish looked fresh, so I bought some dried fish and sent them back to my father and grandmother. There is only surface mail near the market, although the speed is relatively slow. I thought that Lishan was not far from the capital. Far away, forget that there were e-commerce activities in those days."

Knowing that the stinky dried fish was sent by Tang Li, Mrs. Li was angry: "She just wants to smoke us! In the future, no matter what she sends, she will throw it out to me!"

"Ali is also filial." Ouyang Qian said, "These dried fish also cost a lot of money."

Mrs. Li sneered: "How many dried fish are there in our Li family? With her black heart, she might have done something with dried fish!"

Li Wenyan put down the phone and stared at Ouyang Qian's actions that seemed to be speaking for Tang Li, thinking that Ouyang Qian and Li Shengxia had done a lot of things without telling him, and they could easily harass the old lady, as servants to dry fish Throwing it away, he stopped it: "Take it to the kitchen first."

Mrs. Li wanted to say something, but Li Wenyan had already looked at the servant: "In this family, what I said doesn't work anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, the air pressure in the restaurant dropped.

Seeing Li Wenyan's displeasure, Li Shengxia was about to make amends when he heard Li Wenyan announce his status as the head of the family: "No one can throw anything Tang Li sent back without my order!"

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Mr. Song, it's time to come back...