God's Salvation Plan

Li Qiqi didn't say much along the way, He Shengxia and Jiang Jun were almost talking about the feeling of a double cross talk, and kept bickering.

Li Qiqi stared at her mobile phone distractedly, watching the screen kept being turned on and off by her, and looked at the text message Li Yuanshan sent her a few days ago.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Can you eat carrots?"

"If you have any taboos, tell Dad, and I can't ask your mother."

Li Qiqi also answered briefly.

"It's all right."

"food."

"It's nothing, it's fine... I don't eat coriander."

Gradually, there is a process of communication, at least there is no cold war with before time travel.

Li Qiqi recalled that at that time, she felt that her father didn't care about herself and her mother at all, and she didn't understand his choice at all.

The word dream is full of enthusiasm when you are a teenager, but it will become complicated when you are in your 40s and [-]s when you put it together with family responsibilities.

"It's here!" Li Qiqi's thoughts were interrupted, and He Shengxia pointed to a small shop in front of him and said.

There is no obvious signboard in the small shop. The proprietress is a woman in a cheongsam, standing in front of the stove making omelets and pan-fries.This dress looks out of place with the surrounding human fireworks, but it makes people unable to take their eyes off.

He Shengxia ordered three omelets, and went to the shop next door to buy a pot of pan fried, and sat on the simple plastic table and chairs in the shop.

Li Qiqi looked up at the surrounding environment. It was very simple, and there was no extra decoration.A low stove, a round iron plate, a bamboo scraper, and a stove at the door is the signboard.

There was another person queuing up at the door, and the proprietress just shook her hand and turned off the fire: "No, I'm going to the tailor shop!"

Li Qiqi and the others were the last batch of customers. She stretched her neck and asked quietly, "What tailor shop?"

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He Shengxia glanced at the shop owner and explained in a low voice: "Aunt Wang used to want to design cheongsams when she was young, but she didn't succeed, so she opened this omelette shop. Now she relies on the income from opening the shop to subsidize the tailor shop. There's a deficit there."

"Picture what?" Jiang Jun interrupted and asked.

"It's the same nature as you sneaking into the comic book store." He Shengxia raised his chin, "If you don't make any money in the process of realizing your dream in the future, will you just give up?"

"Can this be the same?" Jiang Jun turned to look at Li Qiqi, "What do you think?"

Li Qiqi didn't say much, just replied "Oh" absent-mindedly.

The two started to quarrel again, and Li Qiqi heard Jiang Jun say something when he was distracted: "Then the situation between me and the old man is different, and his father is also different from my father..."

"What's wrong with Tan Xiaohe?" Li Qiqi turned his head as if waking up from a dream, and suddenly interrupted to ask.

"I'm going! You scared me to death!" Jiang Jun almost choked on the last bite of the cake, shook his head and said, "To be honest, I don't know much about his family. I only know that his father supported him in playing basketball. Take it to practice games. I don’t think he looks like he wants to give up basketball, but I saw him quarreling with his father once, and his father forced him to go to the coach to resume training, but he slammed the door away.”

Li Qiqi pieced together the information he got from the coach before, and excluded the objective factors around him.

After returning home, I even made a statistical chart to draw a preliminary conclusion on Tan Xiaohe's analysis.

Looks like he's off track but hasn't given up on his dream.Fortunately, there is help.

Li Qiqi thought about it alone for a long time, and glanced at the mysterious comic book. It hadn't been out for a long time, and it was lying quietly in the bookcase collecting dust, waiting for her to complete the task.

After struggling for a long time, I decided to find someone to analyze it.

Opening the door, Li Yuanshan just came back from the outside and was eating the fried rice she brought back.

He likes fresh water fried soup with less meat filling, but there are only mixed water fried fried food around the house.

Just before leaving, Li Qiqi packed a copy and came back, put it on the table silently and entered the room.Fearing that Li Yuanshan would not realize that it was brought to him, he opened the door again and came out to write a note.

"Dad, under what circumstances do you think people will give up their dreams?"

"Ahem!" Li Yuanshan choked on the fried rice.