How Should I Choose?

Mingyang also looked at Ming Zhonghe seriously.

Mingyang knew very well what he had at home, and he didn't want to die in front of his parents.

Li Sen was ordered to send him back to the top of Liwan Pavilion first.

Mingyang politely rejected Ming Zhonghe's companions.

Cullinan drove into the community without any obstruction.

........

I got on the elevator alone and returned to my home on the 16th floor.

I opened the bedroom door and took out the long-dusted silicone companion from under the bed.

It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you, you’re all dusty, my baby~

...

How to transport it out became a big problem.

Mingyang's awakening of supernatural powers began here, and he didn't dare to throw it away.

If such a large item is misunderstood by people who don't know the truth, and if the police are called, won't my reputation be ruined in this life?

Mingyang simply went downstairs empty-handed.

Under Li Sen's puzzled gaze, Mingyang sat back in the back row of Cullinan.

"Ahem, I'll go upstairs to get a small item."

Li Sen, who didn't know the truth, nodded.

Mingyang called Lin Miao and asked the property management company to send people to move to her parents' old house. Mingyang had already decided for her parents to move today.

Cullinan drove back to the old community.

At Mingyang's instruction, Li Sen parked the car near the old community where his parents lived.

A group of retired men were sitting around playing poker.

The noise was so loud that people who didn't know better would have thought there was some kind of quarrel.

An old man had just finished drawing cards, and his mood changed significantly. From the way he stood up and rounded his arms, it was easy to see that this man must have caught a good hand!

"Yes, A, do you want it, do you want it?"

"No, then I'll be out!"

The old man's hands were very strong, and his waist exerted force. He used his arms to drive his forearms, and his forearms drove his palms, and then passed them to the fingertips holding the cards, slamming the card table with a tablecloth.

The opponents playing cards looked solemn and winked at each other.

A pair of hands holding cards quietly stretched out from behind to the next door.

Mingyang could see clearly from behind, it was a king!

Isn't this old bastard, Lao Suntou, standing up to play cards?

Mingyang rolled his eyes and calculated the results in his mind.

He pretended to be passing by and coughed, and the old man who slapped the card table vigorously glanced in Mingyang's direction.

Lao Suntou ignored Mingyang, his eyes were fixed on the two people who were exchanging cards!

A heated argument ensued, and the contention was extremely high.

Ming Yang, who was gloating about his misfortune, brushed off his clothes and left.

Pushing away the people at his parents' house, Ming Zhonghe was telling Li Sufen what he had done today, while Li Sufen crossed her legs and knocked on melon seeds.

Ming Zhonghe stopped talking when he saw Mingyang coming in.

Li Sufen ignored Mingyang who came in and said to Ming Zhonghe: Don't stop, don't stop, tell me how you convinced the other party through the negotiation skills you learned?

Ming Zhonghe coughed twice, laughed, turned and entered the bathroom.

Mingyang guessed that Ming Zhonghe said something irrelevant again, which made Li Sufen interested.

Mingyang was too lazy to expose Ming Zhonghe's Xiao Jiujiu.

She said to Li Sufen: Mom, I bought you two a villa near my Tianshui Pavilion. Can we move now?

"Didn't you say that he would move to the high-rise building where you are?" Li Sufen did not blame Mingyang for spending money, but was confused about not moving to the high-rise building.

"Mom, I thought about it. Elevator accidents happen frequently now. For the safety of you and your wife, let's go to the villa." At this moment, Mingyang became extremely filial in Li Sufen's eyes.

Hearing that Ming Zhonghe was going to the villa, he also walked out of the bathroom.

"Since we bought it, let's pick a day to move." Ming Zhonghe shook the water on his hands.

"Dad, when I came here, I went to the most famous master nearby to ask for an auspicious day. The master told me that today is the best day in this month. It can be said to be a once-in-a-century event!" Mingyang started to talk nonsense.

Before Ming Zhonghe opened his mouth to express his atheism, Li Sufen said with a look of disbelief: "What...what, once in a hundred years? Okay, okay, how come you, the old Ming family, can catch up with all the good things? Quick, his dad, hurry up and clean up."

"Mom, I have contacted the property management company in the villa area and will send a car over soon. Let's clean up first."

It might be here now. As he spoke, Mingyang walked to the balcony and looked down. The property manager's car didn't come, but the ambulance arrived first.

Three of the five old men playing poker downstairs were lying on the ground.

Mingyang opened the window and looked down hard.

Although Lao Suntou had already laid down on the ground, he was still talking: "Please remember, if you steal cards, I will twist off your head!"

The two old men who were beaten knew they were wrong, but they did not fight back.

"Ouch, my head."

"Lao Li, look quickly. Did he break my arm?"

"Son, what are you looking at? Come quickly and clean up for mom."

"Mom, I didn't see anything. It's just that the old grandson who we don't get along well with is not feeling well and is being carried to the ambulance now."

"What? This is a good thing, no, this is not a good thing! Don't be unable to survive at such an old age. Lao Ming, please go down and take a look."

"What are you looking at? That old man is almost 70. He can carry fifty kilograms of rice up to the 6th floor by himself. Yesterday, he and his neighbor were wrestling in the corridor!"

Li Sufen didn't hear what Ming Zhonghe said. At this time, she was lying on the balcony watching the excitement with relish.

The old Suntou and the old Ming family had never dealt with each other since the day they met. Mingyang's grandfather used to be the old director of the police station in the area where Mingyang was located. It can be said that when he was young, the old Suntou did anything, and Ming Ming was often tricked. Yang's grandfather was arrested. Later, Mingyang's grandfather retired and returned to his hometown to take care of his old age. The old grandson began to take revenge secretly, secretly deflating the tires and leaving garbage in front of Mingyang's house.

Sometimes Mingyang parked the car downstairs, and this old Suntou even spit out sticky phlegm on the balcony of the 6th floor and practiced aiming at Mingyang's Mondeo!

Until one time when Mingyang parked the car downstairs and before he had gone far, he felt something falling on the roof of the Mondeo with a thud. Mingyang looked along the parabola and saw Lao Suntou coughing on the balcony.

At this time, Mingyang finally understood where the sticky phlegm on the roof of his carport came from. He started scolding while standing downstairs until Ming Zhonghe came back, and then he pulled Mingyang upstairs.

Instead, Lao Suntou watched the excitement from the balcony!

This time the tide has turned!

I didn’t need to take many things from the old house, I only took a change of clothes and some valuables.

There are also iron pots for cooking at home.

The ambulance went away, and the truck sent by the property management and several private cars arrived.

More than a dozen young men came down. Mingyang waved on the balcony and told them the house number.

All items were moved to the car in one trip.

Mingyang asked Li Sen to drive the car over.

It was only then that many neighbors came to their senses.

"Is it the old Ming family who moved? Has this made them rich?"

"Lao Ming drove a BMW some time ago, and he didn't tell me why he bought it."

"Let's go over there and see if there's anything you need help with."

Ming Zhonghe and Li Sufen stood in front of Cullinan, turned around and looked at the old house where they had lived for many years, wondering what they were thinking.

"Mom, get in the car!" Mingyang had already sat in the car.

"Waiting, son!"

Twenty minutes later, Mingyang became a little impatient when he saw the old couple being surrounded by neighbors and unable to escape.

He just thought his parents were reluctant to give up...

Ming Zhonghe distributed Hua Zi, where he chatted with his male neighbors and burst into laughter from time to time.

Li Sufen hugged her neighbor's little granddaughter reluctantly with tears in her eyes!

Ming Yang saw it and simply got out of the car.

"Dad, Mom. It's time to go!"

Cullinan was covered with black film, and the neighbors did not notice it. At this time, Mingyang's appearance seemed to boil like a pan of oil.

"Isn't this Mingyang? Your father said that you are promising. Don't forget, your second brother in my family. You were bullied when you were a child. Your second brother can do more than ten jobs by himself and help you find a place! "This man is very familiar to Mingyang, his neighbor is Uncle Zhang.

"Ming Yang laughed. If the second brother needs anything, ask him to call me on WeChat. My second brother beat me more than ten times back then. I still remember it now."