Unconsciously, more than a month has passed, and the crape myrtle has recovered.

Hua Ziwei, who had broken through the Ghost Gate, was a little pale, but her eyes were full of determination. She was dressed in men's clothes, and Huachen followed Song Jiang beside her, like two beautiful men with good manners.

Huachen did not smile, his cold face exuded a faint edge, and his clear and cold eyes revealed a coldness, which made people shudder.

Compared with Hua Chen, Hua Ziwei is indifferent and more like an iceberg, with no joy or sorrow on her jade-like face, if your eyes are fixed on you, you will feel like an ice sculpture in an instant. She walked past the cold wind and gave people the feeling that winter was coming, and she was the goddess of winter.

For more than a month, Song Jiang would go to the ward every day to see the crape myrtle. The ward has become a place for Song Jiang to perform alone, and he keeps changing ways to change this embarrassing reality. Send a bouquet of flowers today, send a hand-folded paper crane tomorrow, and ...... the day after tomorrow But the result is the same every time, Hua Ziwei is like a zombie lying on the bed, seeing Song Jiang as air, or a stranger.

Song Jiang didn't have the slightest complaint, he understood Ziwei's grievances and sorrows, sourness and sadness, and a little resentment. It doesn't matter, the eldest brother will use practical actions to dissipate all your unhappiness, and restore the innocent and innocent crazy girl before.

After more than a month, Song Jiang found out that Hua Ziwei was not a block of ice, but a large piece of ice, larger than Qingfeng Mountain, what did it have to be melted? Song Jiang, who couldn't think about it, was in trouble instead.

These days, Song Taigong sent people to send letters to inquire about the safety of Hua Ziwei, and constantly praised Hua Ziwei for her virtue, knowing cold and hot, and the meaning is self-evident.

Indeed, her kindness to save her father is more important than Mount Tai, and marrying her to enter the door can be regarded as a loving and righteous man, not to mention that now Song Jiang has fallen deeply in love with Hua Ziwei. However, this is a shaved head picker - as soon as his head is hot, Hua Ziwei ignores him at all.

The night sky is still deep, but deep and strange; The starlight is still brilliant, but it is so brilliant that it makes people dizzy, and even the moon, which often hangs in the night sky, seems to ignore itself tonight, and refuses to show its face for a long time.

Song Jiang, who was suffering, looked up at the night sky, staring at the stars, and suddenly he saw a familiar face among the stars, it was the Iron Lady in the previous life.

Song Jiang's thoughts suddenly flew back to his previous life.

After getting married and having children, she quit her job to be a housewife, taking care of her son during the day, doing housework, and taking time to visit her parents in another community, which was actually really tiring.

But after eating, I either went out to socialize, or buried myself in research, and I really didn't pay attention to what was lacking at home, nor did I do anything for the family, including giving my wife a hug. All the bonuses obtained from scientific research were handed over to her daughter-in-law, thinking that if she had money, she would have everything, but she didn't know that what she wanted was not a lot of money, but a husband who cared about her family and loved her.

"Hey!"

Song Jiang sighed, why didn't he think so before? I always feel that she is a stumbling block, she is a chattering fly, what else to do if she earns so much money?

Thinking of this, Song Jiang felt stronger and more guilty, remembering a March Eighth Festival, she invited her parents to celebrate together, made a lot of dishes, and she promised to be loud, but she didn't come, the reason was overtime.

In fact, it was not the case, he went to celebrate the holiday with a few female colleagues, and he got drunk, and it was at that time that he formed an indissoluble bond with the basement. In the future, just like a subtraction function, the relationship between husband and wife gradually approaches the horizontal axis in countless horizontal eyebrows and cold matches.

The heart is broken, and the feelings are a kite with a broken string, flying farther and farther.

Song Jiang's heart ached suddenly, and it was fleeting in an instant, and he realized that all this fault was related to himself.

Did you try to communicate with your wife? No! Did you help with the housework? No! Have you ever sent your child to school? No! …… I just remember to install a light bulb, and then there was no more.

Song Jiang became more and more melancholy, it was impossible to return to her previous life, and now she was unable to remedy the broken marriage that had been broken down by her own ignorance, and she was unable to repay the debt she owed to her mother and son for many years.

The figure in the stars gradually blurred and slowly disappeared. Song Jiang returned to reality, the appearance of Hua Ziwei was boiling in his mind, what a cute little girl, she actually became like this.

In my previous life, I have already broken a woman's liver and intestines, and I will not make the same mistake again in this life, Ziwei, even if you are the Lambert Glacier in Antarctica, I will use all my enthusiasm to melt you, even if it is self-immolation!

So, Song Jiang issued a strange order: three days later, all the leaders will go to Qingfeng Mountain, and there must be no mistakes!

The newly built conference room in Qingfeng Mountain can accommodate more than 200 people, and all the leaders have come to the conference room to sit down, and they have exchanged their heads and ears, guessing what has happened, but it has never been like this.

Shi Yong said: "Whatever, even if Brother Song asks us to fight Bianjing, I won't blink an eye." ”

Shi Jin said: "No, there must be some big task, it seems that Brother Song is going to make a big move this time." "Everyone said that what Shi Dalang said made sense.

After a while, Zhu Wu and Yan Shun came in, and the two of them sat on the main seat and said after meeting the brothers, "Brother Song let us come over first, and he said that he will come immediately, everyone should be calm." ”

Before the words fell, Song Jiang came in, Hua Chen, and Hua Ziwei, and Song Jiang was still holding a large bouquet of flowers and a garland on his head. Everyone couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in Song Jiang's gourd, looked at Song Jiang suspiciously, and all got up and said hello to Song Jiang, and Song Jiang also returned the salute.

Song Jiang inspected the conference room, and then said: "I called the brothers here today for a very important matter. ”

As he spoke, he turned to Hua Ziwei and said, "Ziwei, come here!" ”

Hua Ziwei was moving like a piece of ice, and walked to Song Jiang's side coldly, without a sound.

Seeing Hua Ziwei standing beside him, Song Jiang said: "I, Song Jiang, propose to Hua Ziwei today, and love her in this life from old to desolate, from long to long; Accompany her from the cape to the end of the world, from the dry sea to the rotten stones, in this life and this life, life and death, hand in hand with the old! I won't say anything without any bottomless guarantees and promises, but I will do one thing: if one day Ziwei feels hungry, then she will see that I am already starving to death in her arms with a smile. ”

After speaking, he raised the bouquet of flowers with both hands, knelt down on one knee in front of Hua Ziwei and said, "Ziwei, marry me!" ”

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, the scene in the conference room was like an old photograph, and the black and white world was completely still. The heroes didn't believe their eyes, and stared at the scene in amazement, as if hallucinating.

You must know that the Northern Song Dynasty is a society where men are inferior to women, and the three obedience and four virtues have become the mainstream of morality that binds women in the Northern Song Dynasty. (Of course, in any society, there will be a fear of wives, kneeling on the washboard does not count, that is not a matter on the surface, on the contrary, men will also relish in mutual sarcasm.) ）

Hua Ziwei stood there silent, bowing her head and sobbing quietly. The heroes secretly cheered up Hua Ziwei in their hearts: "Promise him, promise him!" ”

Seeing that Hua Ziwei was still indifferent, Sister-in-law Gu, who was secretly cheering, couldn't help but shout: "Pick up the flower and promise him!" ”

After speaking, he knew that he was speechless, and he hurriedly covered his mouth. Unexpectedly, it resonated with other heroes, and they all stood up unconsciously, raised their arms and shouted: "Pick up the flowers, promise him!" Pick up the flowers and promise him! Pick up the flowers and promise him! ……”

Ranhua crape myrtle did not react except for increased crying.

Song Jiang stood up, wiped away the tears of Hua Ziwei with his hand, and said softly: "Big brother understands, Ziwei has a thousand grievances and grievances against me in her heart, and it is all the eldest brother's mistake, and the eldest brother will treat you well in the future." ”

Hua Ziwei let Song Jiang wipe away her tears, trembling her shoulders slightly, her crying increased, but she still didn't say anything.

Song Jiang sighed and said: "There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it." There is nothing more painful in the world than this, and if God could give me a chance to do it again, I would say three words to that girl: I love you. If I had to put a deadline on this love, I would like it to be...... One... Ten thousand... Year! ”

As soon as the words fell, Hua Ziwei threw herself into Song Jiang's arms like a child, crying bitterly, as if she wanted to let all the grievances flow away with her tears.

Song Jiang put a wreath on Hua Ziwei's head and asked softly, "Ziwei, are you willing to marry me?" ”

Hua Ziwei nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes, and Song Jiang put the flower in Hua Ziwei's hand and said, "Ziwei, can you be my wife?" ”

Hua Ziwei still nodded in agreement, and Song Jiang said again: "Ziwei, give me a lot of children, okay?" ”

Hua Ziwei kept humming in her mouth, reacted for a long time, burst into laughter, smashed Song Jiang's chest with her fist and said, "Brother Song, you are bad, you are so bad!" "The room was filled with laughter.

Song Jiang took Hua Ziwei's hand and said to the brothers: "Let the brothers be a witness today, I and Hua Ziwei will never abandon and never separate!" Xiao Rang, find a good day, I invite my brothers to eat and drink! ”

Xiao Rang got up and said, "Brother Song, according to the rules, you have to exchange eight characters, calculate whether it is compatible or not, and then give a dowry and then invite guests to a banquet." ”

Song Jiang smiled and said, "Let the rules of bullshit go to hell!" I married crape myrtle, what does it have to do with Bazi, even if the Yellow River floods and the stars fall, it can't change my love for crape myrtle. Flower-Purple-Myrtle-Me-Love-You——! ”

After speaking, Song Jiang hugged Hua Ziwei and kissed her lips.

The conference room was silent again, and after a while, he only heard Sun Xin screaming, he turned his head to Sister-in-law Gu and said, "Why are you twisting my thigh?" ”

Sister-in-law Gu said tenderly: "I'm sorry official, the slave family didn't guard against it for a while!" ”

Hua Ziwei's blushing face was tightly pressed against Song Jiang's chest and said, "Brother Song, you are bullying others again!" Ran's face was clearly happy and intoxicated.

Like a warm spring breeze, Song Jiang's grand marriage proposal sounded in Qingfeng Mountain, and the streets and alleys were in an uproar, competing to praise it as a beautiful talk, and the little daughter-in-law must have her husband imitate Song Gongming and reminisce about the belated romance.

The strong sister-in-law Gu seems to have changed a person, and she always asks Sun Xin to propose to her at night. Sun Xin wondered how long it had been since he got married, and what kind of family he was asking to marry, he was purely complaining. But whining is much better than madness, and I have to deal with this tigress as a last resort.

No matter what, if it is repeated without new ideas, it loses its original color. For Gu's sister-in-law's tireless repetition, Sun Xin was like chewing wax, and his performance was getting worse and worse, and finally his wife was furious before he tentatively said: "You promise me one thing, I will definitely propose marriage with a hundred times more energy." ”

Sister-in-law Gu said: "Old husband and wife, what is polite, you say!" ”

Sun Xinchao took a step back and whispered, "Don't you want to ...... again in the future Hit me. ”

Sister-in-law Gu frowned and said: "If you want to be beautiful, if you don't open the house for three days, this matter is not negotiable!" ”

Sun Xin said aggrievedly: "I haven't seen Hua Ziwei be fierce to Brother Song, so you can't be gentle!" ”

Sister-in-law Gu said: "It's okay, I won't beat you in the future, come and propose!" ”

After hearing this, Sun Xin felt like eating honey, and his fart went over in a hurry.

As the days went by, Sister-in-law Gu became addicted, but Sun Xin got bored. One night, he couldn't stand it anymore, knelt down and said, "Wife, you still beat me!" ”

Sister-in-law Gu said sharply: "Stand up!" ”

Sun Xin hurriedly stood up and said, "I won't play this game anymore, I'll go crazy if I continue to play!" ”

Seeing that he looked like a dead pig, Sister-in-law Gu walked over and put her face on Sun Xin's chest, and asked softly, "Official, will you marry me?" ”

Sun Xin nodded painfully......

It's finally time for the wedding. Song Taigong, Hua Rong and his wife were also quietly taken to the cottage, Liangshanbo's Chao Gai, Wu Yong, Lin Chong and his wife and a group of brothers came to congratulate, and even the brothers who went out also came to congratulate, and Qingfeng Mountain was very lively.

Some people are happy and some are sad, seeing the newlyweds hand in hand into the cave room, Master Li felt inexplicably melancholy, frustration slowly shrouded in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The groom is married, and the bride is not me.

(End of Volume 2)