Gradually, he slowly wandered out of the realm of imagination in his mind, and felt that he was hugging Xiufang's father's body tightly, and his whole body was tightly attached to his body. His legs and feet were in his arms, and his own legs and feet were pressed against his chest. Suddenly, a strange sensation pierced Zhu'er's heart. His heart was beating so fast that he was about to push his heart out of his throat, and his throat was so dry that his eyes were about to stiffen and numb. At this time, Zhu'er did not dare to move. I was afraid that I would wake up Xiufang's father and dry this embarrassing scene in front of his eyes.

Zhu'er quietly listened to Xiufang's father's movements, but now he had stopped snoring, and he was also lying quietly in the quilt, motionless. Zhu'er knew in his heart that he had already woken up. The reason why (Marshmallow) didn't move was because he was afraid of waking up Zhu'er and bringing this embarrassing scene in front of the two. A deep sense of shame instantly spread throughout Zhu'er's body. The despair brought about by shame, and the remorse caused by despair made the self-proud pillar full of ** who wanted to cry. I want to cry but don't dare to cry, this kind of ** tossing and turning between the abdominal cavity in the body hit the pillar and couldn't help but twitch.

Xiufang's father turned over and sat up and said, "It's okay, I know that you are bitter in your heart, oh, it's good in the future." With that, he lay down again, and the snoring began to grow.

It was this sentence of no joy and no annoyance that made Zhu'er suddenly restrain his troubled thoughts. He thanked the old man for his tolerance and gentleness from the bottom of his heart. At this time, Zhu'er not only regarded Xiufang's father as his own father, but also regarded him as a savior who saved himself from the quagmire of the sea of suffering. He cursed himself over and over again in his heart, cursing himself, condemning himself. It wasn't until the rooster crowed three times that he fell asleep.

At this point, Zhu'er finally began to sort out the absurd thoughts in his head, and tried his best to eradicate the clutter and filth that grew in the hollowness of his heart. In the days to come, this ridiculous ** often came out to tempt the pillar whose mind was not yet sound, and tortured him to the point of misery. Fortunately, Zhu'er was born with a stoic temperament, admonishing himself everywhere and everywhere, restraining himself, and even using some masochistic means to punish himself. Gradually, this kind of ** sprouts slowly shrank, and no longer sprouted, so that Zhu'er regained a clean and bright heart.

Until the end of the year, Xiufang was married into the family, until the long days of handing over to Xiufang's father, who had always been nothing, this unspeakable impulse and desire never resurfaced. In this way, Zhu'er's healthy mind and mind were recast.

Early the next morning, after eating the breakfast made by Zhu'er, Xiufang's father hurried home. He wanted to rush back, hurry up the preparations for Xiufang's dowry, and hurry up to make the newlywed items that Zhu'er's family still lacked, and never dare to delay his daughter's wedding time.

Walking on the road out of the mountain, I happened to meet Zhenfu, and I had to go out of the mountain in a hurry. The two of them hurried to the town together.

In the past few days, the bank has asked people to carry letters several times, urging Zhenfu to go to the hotel to help sort out the accounts. This urging is getting more urgent every time. Zhenfu is also the financial and accounting affairs of the village, and the accounts in the factory, and there is also a big mess around him, and he is busy all day long. Zhenfu realized that the bank must have encountered problems in the operation of the hotel and needed to help solve it himself. -- by:daliineda|112213890361589729|491 -->