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Perhaps because Zhang's unhappy attitude was too obvious, Li Sanlang didn't make any more noise.

Li Mingxia looked at the children talking and laughing, and then looked at Zhang's behavior. How could he not understand? He was worried that Li Zhengpin might be unhappy, but he found that he had no reaction from beginning to end.

Li Mingxia looked at him carefully. If he was not mistaken, Li Zhengpin seemed to be in a good mood?

It seems that what Li Sanlang did really doesn't get any support in this small family.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Mr. Li's birthday was approaching. After a period of recuperation, Li Sanlang's legs had almost healed. Now he could walk on his own without crutches, although he still had a limp, but this was exciting enough.

Zhang was in a very good mood these days. Every day she watched Li Sanlang walking around in the yard, and the smile never left her face.

But Li Mingxia was still thinking about Grandpa Li's birthday. Although Zhang had already said three pounds of rice and three pounds of meat, Li Mingxia still wanted to confirm it again.

"Mom, come here, I want to tell you something." Li Mingxia looked at Zhang who was standing under the eaves and waved gently.

As soon as Zhang saw Li Mingxia's expression, she knew what her daughter wanted to say. She glanced at Li Sanlang and saw that he was fine before she walked over.

"Mom, tomorrow——"

Zhang interrupted Li Mingxia and said, "Mother knows what you want to say. Just do as we agreed. Don't worry about anything else. I can handle your father's situation."

What Li Mingxia wanted was what Zhang said. She knew that what she was doing was right, but she still had to talk to Zhang about it. If the mother and daughter were of one mind, this matter would be easier to do.

"Then let Dad go by himself tomorrow. The rest of us shouldn't go, especially you, Mom. You will definitely be bullied if you go." Li Mingxia said to Zhang.

This time, Zhang did not agree immediately. Instead, she looked at Li Sanlang hesitantly, obviously not sure how to do this.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, there's no rush." ​​Zhang said this at last, and it seemed that she still couldn't make up her mind.

Li Mingxia didn't force it. It was tomorrow anyway, so there was no rush to get an answer.

When Li Mingxia came back that night, he brought the things back. Li Sanlang came to greet him first. After seeing the rice and meat that Li Mingxia bought, his face became even uglier.

"Don't go to the stall tomorrow." Li Sanlang said with a cold face.

Li Mingxia glanced at Li Sanlang in confusion, "Why?"

Li Sanlang's eyes widened. "Why?! Tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday, don't you know what's going on?"

"I know. Then, we bought some things, didn't we? Why can't we go to the stall tomorrow?"

Li Mingxia frowned and looked at Li Sanlang. Just speak, why are you speaking so loudly? He is not deaf, or does he think whoever speaks louder is right?

"Tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday, and you're not going?" Li Sanlang looked at Li Mingxia's indifferent expression and became even more angry! For the first time, he felt strongly dissatisfied with his daughter.

"Mingxia! You were not like this before. Why have you become like this now? In the past six months, have you forgotten everything your father taught you?" Li Sanlang pointed at Li Mingxia and said loudly.

What does this mean? Li Mingxia blinked. Did he mean that Zhang had taught him bad things?

"How am I now? I think I'm doing fine the way I am. I've bought the things. We didn't say anything when you wanted to go. Do you know how much money we'd lose in a day if we didn't set up the stall? Or, can you compensate us with the money?" Li Mingxia was a little annoyed by Li Sanlang's attitude. His voice became cold and he no longer cared about Li Sanlang's mood when he spoke.

"You! You! You--" Li Sanlang was angry at Li Mingxia's words, but he couldn't think of anything to refute her. He could only gasp and stare at Li Mingxia.

"Alright, alright, what are you arguing about? Can't we just talk it out as a family?" Zhang suppressed her displeasure and stopped the two people who were on edge, "Mingxia, stop talking!"

Li Mingxia glanced at Li Sanlang, then looked at Zhang, whose eyes revealed a hint of pleading, and said nothing.

"Why didn't you mention the money when your mother celebrated her birthday? Your grandfather is not as good as your mother, right? I won't say anything if you buy something for your mother, and I won't say anything if you don't buy anything for your grandfather. It's because I'm a loser and I don't make money. But as my daughter and your grandfather's granddaughter, where can I put my face if you don't go to celebrate your grandfather's birthday? You are trying to force me to death!" Li Sanlang was very excited, and he no longer looked like the loving father he did at the beginning.

Li Mingxia found it a little funny. Zhang was the one who gave birth to her and raised her, so she should be nice to her, but what did Mr. Li do for her? Why should she waste her time making money to celebrate his birthday?

"Don't these things give you face? Then what did my eldest uncle's family and second uncle's family send?" Li Mingxia was not affected by Li Sanlang's emotions at all. His voice was very calm from beginning to end, and his expression did not change. It seemed that he was just talking about what to eat tonight.

"Li Mingxia, if you still recognize me as your father, you are not allowed to set up the stall tomorrow. Follow me to celebrate your grandfather's birthday!" Li Sanlang finally uttered these words after holding it in for a long time.

In Li Mingxia's opinion, this means that no one can find any reason to refute himself, and so he can only use his only advantage, the identity of "father", to suppress others.

But it must be said that at least this method is still effective for now. Even for the sake of Zhang, Li Zhengpin and the three little rascals, Li Mingxia couldn't say that he really didn't recognize Li Sanlang.

Seeing that Li Mingxia was silent, Li Sanlang thought she had given in. "I have to go! I'm the head of the family. If I can't take care of you guys in such a small matter, I might as well die!"

Zhang's eyes were red as she looked at Li Sanlang who was coughing violently. She knew that she shouldn't force her daughter to do anything, but Li Sanlang had suffered too much in the past six months and had barely survived. He had not yet fully recovered, and she really couldn't bear to do that.

Li Mingxia lowered her eyes. She was unwilling, but she also knew that she had to make some compromises in many things no matter how unwilling she was.

"I'll listen to my mother." Li Mingxia sighed almost inaudibly and spoke.