The granddaughter got married, but Ling Suming still had no hope for the great-grandson she had been waiting for for ten years.
"We are DINK." The granddaughter said shyly
"..."
If he was struck by lightning, it would be okay. Ling Suming comforted himself and his grandson.
"I am curved." Sun Tzu said with a slight smile, like a spring breeze.
"..."
Suddenly, Ling Suming collapsed in the toilet crying. The first thing he did when he woke up was to seek help from Zhou Boxiong, who had decades of revolutionary friendship.
Zhou Boxiong threw out a thick photo album and said, "Pick, pick whatever you want; flip through whatever you want. There are not many of them, but there are many granddaughters, and they all refuse to marry me. I will package and deliver whichever one you like. If you sell one, you will make a profit."
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