Where Our Marriage Goes

Old chief Ye lit a cigarette, then took a long breath and spit out a beautiful cigarette ring. He didn't answer the old companion's question until the cigarette ring was gone.

"Mu is still a young man. He looks very honest. He snuffs out the cigarette butts in his hand than the old man we're looking for, and then sighs heavily." our girl determines what I can do about the boy. I can't force her and the boy to pull down with a gun. Let's go step by step. "

"Are you going to let go?" the old lady asked eagerly.

The old man said reluctantly, "I also want to take care of it. What do you think I should take care of? What's the temper of our girl? I think you know better than me."

The old lady pounded the tea table in front of her. "We are such a girl. How can her marriage be so bad? Did I do something wrong in my last life and implicate my daughter?"

The old man coughed gently and sank his face slightly; "don't talk nonsense. What happened in this life and in the previous life? Our family doesn't talk about those feudal superstitions. Where's your consciousness?"

The old lady also knows that ye Chuxin has recognized Mu still. No one can help it. After all, this is an era of freedom of marriage and love. Parents can only advise on their children's marriage and can't interfere. If the two elders of the Mu family think so, ye Chuxin and Mu will still have a positive result. After all, the pattern between parents and parents is different, so their consciousness will inevitably change Different.

After returning home, ye Chuxin called Yingxue and briefly told her about taking Mu home to see the second old man tonight.

After hanging up ye Chuxin's phone, Yingxue sat there for a long time. Her mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

"What did Chuxin say on the phone?" Qin Zhiyuan was dazed when he saw Yingxue. He thought it was still not smooth to take Mu home tonight, so he asked.

Yingxue slowly pulls her thoughts back to her eyes before answering Qin Zhiyuan; "Hearing Chuxin's tone this evening is very smooth. Uncle and aunt Ye's attitude has long been very clear. As long as the Mu family's parents agree to their marriage, they naturally have no opinion. If the Mu family disagrees, of course, they can't put down their body and beg them to accept their daughter. The Ye family would rather stay at home all their life than make her compromise , married without dignity. Now everything depends on the Mu family. "

"In that case, don't worry about them. Let it be." Qin Zhiyuan said slowly.

Yingxue yawned and said, "I don't have the ability to worry about them. I'm just worried about my first heart. Women's sixth sense makes me think their relationship won't last long, but I can't tell my first heart."

Qin Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing when Yingxue said something about a woman's sixth sense; "sometimes the woman's sixth sense is just wishful thinking."

Yingxue picked her eyebrows and said seriously, "a woman's sixth sense is definitely not what you say. Sometimes it's really clever. I've seen many examples that my wife found that her husband had an affair outside is a woman's sixth sense. In those years, my sixth sense was too insensitive, so I was hurt so badly by the scum men and women of Zhang Jiahe and Chen Ling."

It's hard to look back on Yingxue's face when referring to the past.

Qin Zhiyuan grabbed Yingxue's shoulder. "Don't mention the past. If you think about it, see how I deal with you."

Seeing Qin Zhiyuan put on an angry look to reflect snow, it's hard to mention those untimely past.

The past is the most inappropriate thing to mention between them. Yingxue also knows that she should try not to mention it, but she owes her mouth.

Time flies to the low of the twelfth lunar month, and the Lunar New Year is coming soon.

The units of Yingxue and Qin Zhiyuan are very busy these two days. Especially after the Spring Festival, Yingxue will go to the Poverty Alleviation Office in the following county to take a temporary post. She has to hand over all the work that should be handed over before the new year.

Yingxue is full of confidence about going to the lower level to hang up the post. People with a clear eye hate it. No matter whether Yingxue can make proud achievements this time, when the one-year suspension expires, she will be promoted when she comes back.

Yingxue doesn't pay much attention to whether she can be promoted. She hopes she can do something step by step.

On the afternoon of December 27, Yingxue receives a call from Zhang Jiahe. When she sees the number, Yingxue understands the purpose of the other party's call.

"Xiaoxue; the day after tomorrow, my parents and I will go back to our hometown for the new year. Before leaving, I want to meet with painting and hope you can make it happen." Zhang Jiahe's attitude on the phone is very sincere. He's afraid Yingxue will disagree, so he still has a little humility in his tone.

Yingxue has long expected the purpose of the other party's call, so she seems very calm: "I can't decide this matter. I have to go back and discuss with the painting. If she wants to see you, I naturally have no opinion. If she doesn't, I can't help it. Although the girl is only seven years old, I want her to decide a lot of things."

Zhang Jiahe was silent for about a minute before he said, "I know. Even if she doesn't want to see me, I'll send her a gift, Xiaoxue; you tell your daughter I really love her."

"I want her to know that you love her." Yingxue said faintly.

Zhang Jiahe said well. Seeing that Yingxue had nothing to say to himself, he hung up the phone.

After dinner, Yingxue pulls xiaoruhua in front of her and says solemnly; "Draw; your father wants to see you. Would you like to see him?"

Xiao Ruhua blinked, and his bright big eyes thought a little before answering; "I don't want to see him, mom. If you and dad want me to see him, I'll see you."

The little girl has learned to think of others, which makes Yingxue sad.

Children of this age should have been free to do whatever they want, but their own girl has a sensible mind that is not matched with this age. All this is because she was born into an incomplete family.

Yingxue gently touches the little girl's soft hair and says softly; "Mom and dad hope you make up your mind. Your father loves you very much and will celebrate the new year soon. He wants to say happy new year to you face to face."

Xiao Ruhua squatted on the ground and thought silently about more than three kinds. Then she slowly raised her head and said weakly; "Mom; I want to see him."

"OK, mom will call him in a moment, and then make an appointment to meet." Yingxue doesn't know whether she should be pleased or disappointed at this time. She hopes that xiaoruhua and her biological father can have no estrangement, but she is a little afraid of their lasting affection.

Since the last birthday meeting, Xiao Ruhua has not been so exclusive to her biological father. She put a pair of hairy toys given by her biological father at the head of her bed.

This may be blood relationship. Even though we have been separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, the distance will gradually narrow after meeting.

With a very contradictory attitude, Yingxue dialed Zhang Jiahe; "My daughter is willing to see you. You set the place and inform me so that I can take her there."

"I think it's noon tomorrow. I want to take her to KFC alone. Don't you mind." Zhang Jiahe's voice sounds very happy, which shows how eager he is to meet his daughter.

Yingxue thought for a moment; "I have no opinion."

When the voice fell, Yingxue hung up Zhang Jiahe's phone.

She and he had nothing to say but to talk about her daughter.

If it weren't for her daughter, Yingxue thinks that she and Zhang Jiahe will be enemies for life.

The pain of the past can't be relieved in her life.

At the moment, Qin Zhiyuan is sitting on the sofa watching TV. Xiao Ruhua walks in front of him and sits directly in his arms. Then he gently grabs Qin Zhiyuan's clothes with two small hands and says softly; "Dad; I'm going to see that father tomorrow. Don't be jealous. You're the best father in painting. Painting will always love you."

Qin Zhiyuan gently stroked the little girl's face, which was more pink than the stamens, and said in a warm voice; "Dad won't be jealous, baby. Remember that Dad loves you too."

Qin Zhiyuan was distressed to see Xiao Ruhua hovering around like this. If this girl was so smart and clever in his childhood, he wanted to be able to eat at his own father's side. At the beginning, he was too ignorant to get a foothold in his own father's new family.