"What's the matter, baby, did I make you unhappy with something?" Lynch, who was half a beat slow to react, suddenly realized that although he became a father, he still owed others something very important.

This kind of thing is a grand wedding that the media is marrying......

At this time, Lynch suddenly fell silent, his eyes subconsciously glanced out of the window, and through the vast rain curtain, he seemed to see another woman, waving at him.

He was a little panicked, a little uneasy, even a little self-blame, a little guilty, a little self-critical, and finally these complicated feelings all evolved into fear.

Yes, deep down in Lynch's heart, there is actually a fear of the unknown. This kind of fear, in itself, is an unsolvable proposition, which makes people invisible and intangible, like the wind, and it is likely that nothing will be lost in the blink of an eye. Lynch never imagined that one day he would stand at a fork in the road of love, struggling not to know where to go.

The girl turned her face away, and no one saw it, she was secretly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The initial promise, after ushering in a new round of life boom, suddenly became not so strong.

Getting pregnant before marriage is not a glorious thing for any girl. What's more, her hometown is still far away from the Qinling Mountains in a remote mountain village, where the people are simple and kind-hearted, but no one will have a good impression of an unmarried girl with a big belly, not to mention that sometimes, words are a weapon to kill.

She suddenly remembered the exposure, the strange way her colleagues looked at her, and remembered that she was in the office, arguing with the mouthy woman who spoke badly.

She even thought of her own tragic background, the night when she ran away from marriage, the bleak moonlight shining on the platform of the train station and on the face of her dirty kitten, the first time she had come to the big city. It was also the first time she told herself that fate can actually be changed, just like the stinky husband she has now, who in her opinion is the best in the group of men.

It's just that this stinky husband may just be an ambiguous name. Because between her and him, there was an insurmountable moat.

That moat is like a galaxy between the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, obviously loving each other, but they can only be reunited once a year during the Chinese Valentine's Day.

The girl prides herself on being as industrious and virtuous as the Weaver Girl, but let alone seeing each other once a year, even if they meet once a week, she will have an unparalleled attachment to her man.

Whether it is the vow made under the starry sky at the beginning, or the emotion that blood is thicker than water now. This qiē and qiē are like stingers, slamming into the softest part of the girl's heart.

Guo Kexin discovered for the first time that the distance from heaven to hell was so short.

It was so short that she just wanted to laugh, but suddenly found that she couldn't stop crying when she laughed and laughed.

"Wife, I'm ......" Lynch wanted to speak and stopped, his throat seemed to be stuck with a few fish bones, he couldn't swallow or spit it out, so he held it like that.

The girl could no longer suppress her lost feelings, and like a child who had lost her toy, she threw herself into Lynch's arms and cried.

The cry soon alarmed the little white pigeon in the living room, and she stood in the doorway, her little face terrified, firmly believing that her father must have bullied her mother again.

"Don't cry, what's the matter, let's sit down and discuss slowly, if the tire is angry, it's not a joke. Lynch stroked her back, tensing her facial features, at this time, he showed the side of a pure man, because in his opinion, crying could not solve any problems.

Only then did the girl stop crying, took the tissue handed by her daughter, wiped the corners of her eyes, and sobbed like a tearful person: "Don't worry, I will kill the child tomorrow, and I will never implicate you." ”

"Fart!" As soon as the words fell, Lynch's eyes suddenly widened angrily, gritted his teeth, and looked at her angrily and shouted: "Guo Kexin, are you in the water in your brain? I sue you, you are my wife, then you will be my Lynch's wife for the rest of your life! From now on, Lao Tzu doesn't care about anything fucking, and he will not leave you an inch, if you dare to beat my child, I will not finish with you!

For the first time for a girl, when she saw Lynch making such a big fire, she was a little stunned, a little stupid, and a little bit felt that what she just said was too much.

"Dad, don't yell at Mom!" Guo Kexin was afraid of him, but the little white pigeon was not afraid at all, climbed into bed with a balloon hammer in his hand, and aimed it at Lynch's head.

Lynch, who knocked this time, was defenseless at all, half angry and half jokingly took Xiao Lori into his arms, pinched Xiao Qiong's nose and said: "Wow, you little white pigeon, didn't you say that you are closest to your father?

"Because the mother is a woman, and the little white pigeon is also a woman, of course the woman has to help the woman. After the little white pigeon explained logically and clearly, she broke free from Lynch's arms directly, and slipped into Guo Kexin's body, her white little hands helped her wipe the tears on her face, and said distressedly: "Mom don't cry, I'll teach you a lesson for Dad, the big villain." ”

"Well, your dad is a big bad guy, a big bad guy who specializes in stealing your mother's heart. When she looked at Lynch with resentful eyes, Lynch responded to her not with a dilemma, but with a genuine encouragement, and the message he wanted to convey to her was what he really wanted to do.

"Dad, Mommy said you were a thief. ”

"Well, your dad and I are a thief, not only stealing her people, but also stealing her heart, and finally stealing her whole life, until her hair is gray and her teeth are gone, until you grow up, go out to get married, and bring me a handsome son-in-law back, what can you two do to me?"

"Hmph, Da Laipi!" Guo Kexin snorted.

"Just Laipi!" Lynch raised the corners of his mouth, just the courage of Wan Niu.

"Good daughter, clean him up for my mother. As soon as Guo Kexin gave the order, the little white pigeon immediately turned on the crazy output mode, rode on Lynch's body, and performed the magic of tickling.

When he was tired, Lynch lay on the bed with a big word, and little Lori was comfortably pillowed in his arm, grinning at Lynch.

"Daughter-in-law, I've thought about it, I'll go back to the countryside with you tomorrow, meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law, and by the way, I'll be in your village to handle our marriage. After Lynch finished speaking, he was proud again: "I want to see who dares to spread your gossip in the future." ”

"Dad, I'm going to be a flower girl. The little white pigeon immediately interjected, she always saw the wedding footage on TV, and several little girls helped the bride to carry the wedding dress or throw flower petals.

"No problem, when the time comes, I will make you a small wedding dress, even if you are your mother's dowry, haha. ”

"you, the more you talk about it, the more you don't talk about it. Guo Kexin sat on the bed, rewarded him angrily, and said with white eyes: "You don't have the idea of beating my pigeons." ”

"Mom, what do you mean by dowry?"

"Marriage is what a girl brings from her mother's house when she gets married. ”

"Hmm, does the little white pigeon want to marry his father?" asked the little Lori as if she didn't understand.

"Don't listen to your dad's nonsense, he doesn't have a good job. Guo Kexin glared at Lynch angrily, and said: "The wedding is such a big event, how can it be done, and we have a lot of rules in the countryside, and we have to ask the fortune teller to determine the auspicious day of the zodiac, so you can be busy with whatever you want, if I guess correctly, the chairman is now in a hurry." ”

"You...... How do you know?" Lynch was amazed.

"Hmph, I'm an employee of Jiamei, why can't I know?"

"Lily sued you, right?"

"Well, Lily said it is wicked, saying that many shareholders of the board of directors have withdrawn their shares, and the chairman is left alone to fight alone, she is a woman's family, where can she bear such a heavy burden on her shoulders. Guo Kexin said this, but there was a bit of concern in her words, Jiamei is like her second home, after all, if there is no Jiamei, she still doesn't know which small restaurant to wash dishes in, maybe she is a textile worker who works day and night.

"Aren't you afraid if I'm gone?" Lynch laughed.

"What are you afraid of, with my pigeons with me, I have nothing to fear. Guo Kexin also smiled: "If you really don't come back, our orphans and widows will depend on each other, where can we beg for food, if you can't go back to the countryside to farm, good daughter, when the time comes, your mother will teach you to plant corn, and when my mother is young, the corn will be planted well." ”

"Hmm. The little white pigeon nodded, and successfully betrayed Lynch to his face.

"Count you two ruthlessly. Lynch smiled and gave a thumbs up, rolled over and got out of bed, and looked out the window: "Now that the rain is a little lighter, the street should be easy to walk." ”

"Go, go early and come back early, I'll prepare a meal and wait for you in the evening." Guo Kexin also got out of bed as she spoke, only to find that Lynch had already left the house, she hurriedly chased after her, took down an umbrella from the wall, and handed it to Lynch like handing over a confidential document: "You, you are lost all day long, do you want to go to the detention center?"

"Hehe, I didn't forget it in a hurry. Lynch, who took the umbrella, tilted his face like a big child and smiled: "Kiss it before you can go." ”

"Stupid. Guo Kexin glanced behind her and found that her daughter did not come out, so she rewarded Lynch with a fragrant kiss.

The rain outside the window was still falling, but her mood had changed drastically, and she watched the man go downstairs, and then subconsciously walked to the windowsill, until she watched him pass through the street path, until he disappeared into the crystal clear rain curtain. She silently clasped her hands together, her beautiful eyes closed, not knowing what she was praying for.

Not far away, little Lori looked at her mother standing in front of the windowsill with a quiet face, as if she was afraid of disturbing something, and tiptoed back, ready to fiddle with the newly bought rag doll she had bought recently.