Chapter 391: Love to the end
Zheng Xiaowen thought about what Yang Yilin just said, the twenty-seven-year-old number, she felt relaxed and a little happy. She looked at Yang Yilin, smiled and said, "You are the commander-in-chief, everything is up to you." ”
Yang Yilin thought for a while and said, "Xiaowen, according to the age of my file, the two of us are seven years old......."
Zheng Xiaowen picked up and said: "It's just seven years old." I was born in February 1959, and you were born in February 1966, but that was the Gregorian calendar. Seven years old is good, but it's not a full seven years old, that's seven years and one day.
"The age is calculated according to the genus, if the age is calculated according to the lunar solar terms, I belong to the horse, you belong to the pig, the more one and one day, that day has to be counted according to one year. One year is one year old, and the difference between the two of us should be eight years. ”
Yang Yilin listened a little anxiously, and said: "You're unreasonable again, aren't you? Seven years is really seven years, and one more day can be counted as one year? You, oops, forget it, forget it, don't talk about it, you remember for me, don't say that you are eight years older than me, you are eighty years older than me, I will recognize you Zheng Xiaowen in my life, and this is what I will do in my life!"
Yang Yilin was anxious, and said gently: "Xiaowen, in the future, the two of us don't think about that, what is seven, eight, think, what is it compared to the relationship between the two of us? Don't say that it is seven or eight, it is nine and ten, and I, Yang Yilin, have already recognized it! Let's decide to get married on May Day in 1990!"
"Xiaowen, think about it again, I'm young, you're young, my age has been chasing your age, you're fifty years old, I'm in my forties, you're seventy years old, I'm over sixty, you're one hundred years old, I'm also ninety, you're old, I'm old, think about it, don't you think about it? So, don't you worry about that age in the future!"
Zheng Xiaowen nodded, suddenly, she remembered her birthday, and said: "Yilin, the zodiac is not calculated on the first day of the first month, but from the solar term of the beginning of spring, if you are born a few days early, your zodiac will become a snake, then the two of us will be wrong at the age of six, and the pressure at the age of six is less than that of the seven-year-old." Oh, that's not going to work, I'm still seven years older. ”
Yang Yilin also thought about it, and he said in surprise: "Xiaowen, if you were born a few days earlier, you would be a dog, then the two of us will become the genus of the triad, how good it would be!"
"First of all, I don't think I'm eight or nine years old, and I admit it at eighty years old, so how can I say this small number. If Ninini is really eight or nine years older than me, then you are a dog, so it would be even better, hehehehe!"
Zheng Xiaowen didn't pay attention to Yang Yilin's words, she was wondering about Yang Yilin's age, whether Yang's mother and Yang's father remembered it wrongly. She said, "Yilin, you haven't asked your mother yet, maybe you remember your age wrongly." ”
Yang Yilin saw that he had been talking for a long time, if he didn't care about age, Zheng Xiaowen was still drilling the horns of age, he said: "Xiaowen, look at me, I remember my age wrongly, it's me, I remember correctly, it's me." The age number changes again, but I don't change as a person, understand?"
Zheng Xiaowen nodded.
Yang Yilin thought about it and said: "Xiaowen, let me remind you again, if I didn't care and accidentally said something similar to talking about Qiao Xiang, you must stop thinking nonsense, getting angry, and being jealous, and take it on yourself, did you hear it?"
Zheng Xiaowen glanced at Yang Yilin, she stood up and said, "How many questions do you have?"
Yang Yilin was a little serious: "Don't talk nonsense, answer me!"
Zheng Xiaowen glanced at Yang Yilin again, and said in her heart: Ouch? Do you want to be angry again? Who dares to provoke you Yang boy? She wanted to adjust the atmosphere and make Yang Yilin happy, she went up to the bed and knelt down on the bed, leaned into Yang Yilin's ear and whispered: "I don't think nonsense, I don't get angry, I don't get jealous, I don't take it on myself, I remember all the questions you asked!"
After Zheng Xiaowen finished speaking, she kissed Yang Yilin's face, got out of bed with a smile and said, "In the future, you Yang boy will stop being verbose, I really remember everything you said." I'll go to the East House and make you something to eat, so you can rest. With that, she walked out.
Yang Yilin said as he got out of bed: "Xiaowen, don't go, wait for me." He got out of bed and moved his body, stretched his chest, kicked his legs, jumped, and said, "Look, I'm fine, I'm fine." ”
Zheng Xiaowen said: "It's okay, you have to rest for a while, don't come out." She turned and went to the East Wing.
Zheng Xiaowen didn't let Yang Yilin go out, and Yang Yilin had to lie on the bed again. He felt that he was all right, and it was very boring to lie down like this, and suddenly, he thought of Zheng Xiaowen, thinking of what happened between him and Zheng Xiaowen today, and he had a lot of feelings in his heart, so he wanted to write something.
Yang Yilin went to the outhouse to get paper and pen, half lying on the bed, writing the words that welled up in his heart, he wrote:
I'm in love with you, including your authoritarian and stern, and your little bad temper, and your unreasonableness. You and I have become husband and wife, and I cherish you even more. Cherish the hard-won true love, and let the vines of love crawl all over the gaps in the home. On weekdays, I will accompany you to travel, have fun and study together, and I will accompany you to revel in firewood, rice, oil and salt.
Yang Yilin looked at the words he wrote, and said in his heart: Well, this is what I am like with Wen Nini. Hmm, I didn't finish writing this heart, cough, you can continue to write before you finish writing, he went on to write:
Love is in the morning and evening, and I think of you in the morning and evening. Love is in the heart, and the heart is here. Love is in the only one, the only is you. Love is there, love must be loved to the end, love is there, love and life are kneaded together, love is in, life is not separated, love is in, the spark of true love will not be extinguished for a hundred years.
Yang Yilin wrote this, he looked at the words he wrote from the beginning, he nodded silently, and continued to write:
I fell in love with you, including your gentleness and beauty, as well as your extraordinary talent, and your unwavering love. You and I have become husband and wife, so let the spark of love not be extinguished for a hundred years!
Yang Yilin finished writing his heart's words, he put the pen on the table, and took a closer look at his heart's masterpiece, he sighed in his heart, and said: "Well, this text is my "Love to the End, Love and Life Together", yes, that's what it means!"
Zheng Xiaowen entered the door, and she asked Yang Yilin to eat.
Yang Yilin thought about the words he had just written, and then stared at Zheng Xiaowen, he was so happy that he quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes and followed Zheng Xiaowen out of the study door, his heart was happy, and he went to the east wing.
After lunch, Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin took a walk in the East Garden, Yang Yilin's thoughts turned around, and he couldn't help laughing "hey, hey, hey, hey......".
Zheng Xiaowen turned her face to look at Yang Yilin, she was a little puzzled, and said, "What are you hey, hey? No one is telling jokes, what are you smirking at!"
Yang Yilin thought in his heart that his body was fine, but Zheng Xiaowen was beaten. At this moment, he thought in his heart that he felt sorry for Zheng Xiaowen and felt ridiculous. He looked at Zheng Xiaowen, he didn't hold back, and he laughed.
At this time, Zheng Xiaowen asked, he wanted to make a joke about Zheng Xiaowen again, and as soon as he thought about it, the words came out, and he sang in his own tune:
"Today, Jin Zhi won't let me enter her door, I'm angry, there are two adults, I don't beat her Jin Zhi, someone beat me for me, ** Niang beat her for me!"
Zheng Xiaowen listened to Yang Yilin's strange foreign tone, she smiled and said, "Okay, you Yang boy, you dare to show my foreign appearance!" She raised her hand and wanted to beat Yang Yilin, he looked at Yang Yilin, he was reluctant to beat, raised his hand and put it down again, and said, "Cough, forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you!"
"I'm joking with you, do you still have pain?" Yang Yilin asked.
Zheng Xiaowen said: "Mom didn't use much strength to fight, but now it still hurts a little bit, it's okay, let's play." ”
Yang Yilin suddenly remembered going to Lin Jing's house, and he said, "Xiaowen, I went to Lin Jing's house yesterday, and I told her to go back today." I handed over Jiemei to Kang Ming, this Lin Jing, I can't find anyone to entrust her, I don't worry about her, let's go to Lin Jing's house again, right?"
When Zheng Xiaowen heard that she was going to see Lin Jing, she was not feeling good and anxious, and said, "Hurry up, go now!"
Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin, the two rode to Wanfu Lane and entered the courtyard of Lin Jing's house. Mother Lin let the two of them into the living room.
Yang Yilin told Lin's mother about Lin Jing's streamlining according to a very reasonable set of statements he had made, and said that he and Zheng Xiaowen came to see Lin Jing.
Lin Jing had already told the people in the family that she must keep her selling lunch boxes secret. Lin's mother kept her daughter's box lunch secret and she didn't tell the truth to the two. only said that Lin Jing went out and would not come back until the evening. She couldn't tell where she went.
Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin listened to Lin's mother's words, the two looked at each other, and returned to the private school alley sullenly.
As soon as Zheng Xiaowen rang his doorbell, it was Qin Zixi and Song Yi who opened the door, and Zheng Xiaowen and Yang Yilin were happy again.
It's just that as long as my friends come to Zheng's house, they all come every time, but this afternoon, there were only four of them in the East Garden, and they just didn't say anything, and they were a little uncomfortable in their hearts. It wasn't until Yang Yilin practiced his newly written song that the atmosphere became lively.
At tonight's song party, don't look at a few flower fairies who have experienced the ideological struggle of their hearts, but none of the flower fairies are missing.
Especially Lin Jing and Wen Jiemei, in addition to not talking to Yang Yilin, the two of them are still talking and laughing with their friends as usual, and others don't feel anything.
Since Lin Jing was streamlined and Qiao Xiang heard the news from Zheng Xiaowen for the first time, Qiao Xiang had an opinion on Yang Yilin in his heart. Tonight, Qiao Xiang didn't have anything to do, and he didn't talk to Yang Yilin.
Qiao Xiang has this kind of mentality, he has three percent in his heart, and he feels that Yang Yilin has done something wrong in this matter. The remaining seventy percent was his thoughts mixed in his feelings for Lin Jing, he was a little muddy, and he couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for Lin Jing. One thing he knows better, that is, he can't stop caring about Lin Jing in his heart.
Qiao Xiang thought of this, and he asked himself in his heart: What's wrong with me? How could I do this to Lin Jing? Could it be that this is the result of the prompts that my father and mother gave to me when I lived in Xiaowen's house? It may also be the result of the prompts. Because from that time on, as long as I saw Lin Jing, my heart and eyes would be different from the psychology I had seen Lin Jing before......
No, it's not from this time, it seems to be that day, the moment Lin Jing said her wife on the phone......
Qiao Xiang thought of Lin Jing like this, he couldn't tell what was wrong with him in his heart, in fact, he was already in love with Lin Jing......