When Liang Jing heard that his mother would be mocked, he said angrily, "Who dares to mock Mom? I'll hit him."
Liang Xun nodded. "Yes, we can't let Mommy be bullied outside, but think about it. No matter how powerful you are, you can't control their mouths. Will Mommy be sad if she hears these words?"
Liang Jing nodded solemnly. He did not care if learning was useful or not and studied very seriously every day.
This was all in the future. The current Liang Jing knew nothing about his tragic childhood.
The grill was quickly set up, and the sky slowly darkened.
Liang Xun installed many lights in the courtyard, illuminating it as bright as day.
The LED lights that they had meticulously set up were completely useless. It was quite nice to turn off all the lights, but if the lights were turned off, the meat would not be visible even if it was burnt.
