Chapter 1252: Is Li Zhiwei really dead? 【2】

"It's possible that Li Zhiwei knows our dad's character, not the kind of person he will recognize even if he does nasty things."
Ye Tianxin nodded after hearing Li Qingcang say this, "Yes, it might be, but Li Zhiwei is dead if he is dead! It's just that after Li Zhiwei is dead, Li Hezheng will not leave for the time being, right?"
"It is estimated that I will not go abroad."
"Well, let's not talk about it anymore. We are going to make a promotional video today."
The director of the promotional film is Jin Xin, who is also Ye Tianxin's godfather.
This is an old acquaintance.
Therefore, the work of shooting the promotional video is quite smooth.
Three days later, the filming of the winter scene was over, and Li Qingcang and Ye Tianxin flew back to the imperial capital.
There was also Jin Gui and his party who returned to the imperial capital together.
Nian Yufeng still stayed in the Propaganda Department of S Province. After Liu Jin's incident, it would be calm for a long time to come to S City.
"Grandma."
As soon as she got home, Ye Tianxin ran to her grandmother and told her about her in S province.
"Grandma, I talked to a staff member of the Propaganda Department of S Province about the opening of Jiameng embroidery studio. She said that she would communicate with the leader in detail."
Grandma asked excitedly, "Really?"
"Of course it's true, grandma, what did I lie to you for?" Ye Tianxin leaned against her grandma's arm and said coquettishly, "but, grandma, I just want to think of you going back for so long, I can't bear you."
Grandma laughed softly, "You young people want to realize your life value, and I also want to realize my life value. Now many people are reluctant to send their girls to learn embroidery. For them, They are reluctant to do the hard work of learning embroidery for their children. However, if no one learns this skill, one day, the inheritance will be broken. The things of the ancestors will be broken in my hands. Why do you have the face to see your ancestor in the future?"
Ye Tianxin put her arms around her grandmother's arm, "Grandma, it's not broken, mom and I can both embroider."
"It's okay with you, your mother really forgot it." Grandma held Ye Tianxin's face lovingly, "My sweetheart, you have to know what you learned. If you don't use it for a long time, you will forget it, Jia Meng embroidery is so good. We should let more people know that there is a man beside you and Lin Lang who loves you very much. This is enough. How about me? Be careful."
Ye Tianxin heard her grandma say another dead word, and looked at her grandma nervously.
"Grandma, don't say that, you, you are a person who will live a hundred years old, I hope you can live longer, watching me give you a big fat grandson..."
"Not ashamed."
This night, the family had a reunion year together.
The next day is New Year’s Eve.
Ye Tianxin wanted to participate in the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, and went out early.
Xie Xuning also needed to do what he was supposed to do, and went out early.
The huge Lang Garden became silent.
Chinese New Year.
Ye Linlang also let a group of staff in Langyuan go home to reunite with his family.
"Mom, when it was only me and you, we both seemed to have gone back to the time when we were in Jiameng Town."
At that time Ye Linlang wrote a good handwriting.
The Spring Festival couplets are written by cutting paper by themselves, and they are pasted on the door with black letters on a red background, symbolizing that the new year is here.