Vol 2 Chapter 5103: He is different

Chapter 5103, he is different.
I haven't seen it in eleven years. Li Yannian's eyes on Li Ronghuan are strange. He is very strange to Li Ronghuan himself. Facing the smile of a stranger, Li Lannian is completely indifferent.
What's more, Li Ronghuan itself has a big problem. Li Yannian, who is a soldier, will keep a distance from him.
He was slightly decapitated and answered with only one word.
Downstairs, Lao Li was so angry that he pushed the wheelchair to the stairs on the first floor. When he saw Li Xiaonian standing on the second floor stairs, he looked cold and looked at Li Ronghuan. He also saw that Li Yannian used only one "Hmm" to send himself. The uncle, the anger spewed from the heart of his heart.
His dry hands and forcefully patted the wheelchair armrests and shouted loudly. "Is this the attitude of the younger generation to the elders in the family? What does the Li family owe you, who do you look at all day?"
Li Lannian is the long-term grandson of Li Laozi, but he never got the love of Lao’s father. He didn’t have it when he was young, and he was even less likely to grow up.
At this time, I was arrested, and Li Laozi was even more rude and directly rebuked.
"Rong Huan, you let him go, Lijia Temple is small, can't tolerate his big Buddha!" ​​After that, Li’s father turned the wheelchair and leaned to the side of the stairs, carrying his finger toward the door and sweeping into the eyes of Li Yinian. Only deeply disgusted, "roll! Let me roll now! Don't go back to Li family later, Li family does not have you like this! Roll!"
Standing on the second floor, Li Lannian’s condescending glimpses and smashed his eyes, and only wanted him to get out of the old family of Li’s family. He’s not seen for more than two years, and he’s old, and his heart is still not old, even the eyes. I still don't accept the old, still filled with the suffocation that should not belong to an old man.
Li Lannian didn't want to go back to Li's family. He didn't want to let him feel dirty in the old house. He didn't want to step in.
When he retracted his sight, Li Zhaonian’s eyes seemed to be unintentionally taken from Li Ronghuan’s face. His eyes were low and he saw that his second uncle’s hands against Li’s father had become fists. As for the expression... no expression.
From the second floor, the ladder was down. Just as the two of them were about to pass by, Li Ronghuan suddenly stretched out the hand strap of the travel bag in the hands of Li Yannian. He smiled and said: "Go, the second uncle sent you. Go to the airport or The train station? The bus station is also a good one."
"Li Ronghuan! You, you..." The old man from the downstairs heard the words, and his hands trembled with anger. "What do you send him to do, this kind of git..."
Li Ronghuan, who was trying to bring the travel bag to the back of Li Xiaonian, turned back, and he was angry and straight to the old man: "Dad, the doctor said that you have high blood pressure and need to be rested. How do you always like to be angry for a little thing?"
"The leap year is my nephew, and it is your long-term grandson. You have smashed into your own account. Let Xiaoxiao wait for you to rest. I haven’t seen the Jubilee for so long, talk to him."
In the master bedroom, Mrs. Xiaoli is talking to her daughter, and she hears the outside screaming. The cold-faced Mrs. Xiaoli continues: "Li Ronghuan was careful from the depth of the machine. At the beginning, you and the first two brothers and sisters were not in his hands. I suffered a loss. This time I suddenly came back, and your dad gave him the investigation of the cause of death in the early sea. Mom was really not at ease."
"Chenglan, you have to go home and persuade your dad to see if you can investigate it in secret or let the source investigate."
Li Yuan, who was sitting next to Mrs. Li, waved her hand. Mrs. Li looked at her little child and whispered, "Mom, don't worry, I will take the time to go home as soon as possible. There are guests at home, I will chat with you differently, later. Your call."
(End of this chapter)