Even if He Qingqian had already experienced the surprise of being proposed yesterday, even if He Qingqian received the certificate today to accept the blessing of the staff, he had already experienced the kind of happiness that was about to suffocate when he was called 'Mrs. Zhang'.

But, at the moment. When facing Zhang Jin, who knelt on one knee in front of him and held a ring in his hand, He Qingqian, who had experienced the impact of happiness for several days, still felt that his happy scalp was exploding, and his heart was about to be unbearable to bear the wanton expansion of happiness, as if it might explode at any time. The souls seemed to drift away from their shells and fly out of nowhere.

Of course, He Qingqian's intoxication and He Qingqian's sluggishness were not conquered by the beauty of the ring like the old man Liu before. Even her eyes didn't linger long on the dazzling and beautiful ring. What really fascinated her was the handsome Zhang Jin in front of her, and what made her addicted to it was Zhang Jin's affectionate words:

"This ring was handmade by me in the back mountain at noon, and it was absolutely fresh. Now answer me solemnly, will you let me put this ring on for you myself, and will you wear it for the rest of your life? Are you willing to wear her and accompany me to watch the sunrise and sunset, morning glow and sunset for a lifetime? ”

"Yes! I do! ”

Although when he spit out these words, He Qingqian, who was desperately nodding his head, could no longer cry, but the solemnity in his words was like a vow in the marriage hall, which made Zhang Jin and the three old men who were 'watching the ceremony' at the door feel the same way.

When Zhang Jin solemnly moved He Qingqian's original ring processed with a necklace pendant to the middle finger, replaced the original position with the freshly baked ring and put it on the ring finger. When they got up and hugged and kissed He Qingqian in the sea of roses, Father He and Old Man Liu were moved by this touching scene, and their eyes were slightly wet. And the emotional mother He thought of her daughter's suffering over the years. Thinking of his heartache over the years, when he saw his daughter's happiness now, tears flickered down his face.

The kiss took a long time, as if it was going to kiss until the sky was old and the sea was dry.

Until He Qing's breath was exhausted, and his suffocating lungs were about to explode, and he was really unsustainable. Zhang Jincai let go of the panting He Qingqian, and let the woman, who had softened into a puddle of fragrant mud, happily squeeze into his arms. Crying of happiness.

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Father He, Mother He and Old Man Liu just watched the romantic scene in the sea of flowers in the piano room, watched the lingering of the two young people, and listened to the touching love words that should have been fleshy at this time. No one moved. No one squeaked either. It seems that they also feel that if they step into this sea of roses, or make remarks that disturb the music, it will be a big thing to disturb the scenery. Even more serious, the person who spoils the atmosphere of this scene is simply an unforgivable sin and deserves to go to hell!

Therefore, not only did they stand motionless at the door like bronze clay sculptures, but they even unconsciously held their breath.

Until "Dream of Love" ended after three cycles. There was silence in the piano hall, and Zhang Jin, who had always bowed his head and kissed lightly, sniffed the incense on He Qingqian's top in his arms, raised his head. When he smiled at the three of them, the three old men returned to their souls after a stirring spirit, like a scuba swimmer who had just floated under the water, gasping for breath and gradually returning to a normal breathing rate.

He Qingqian, who had always been in a daze before, and had just returned to his soul until now, also discovered that the two people who thought they should be private were lingering, but they didn't know when there were three more eyeless light bulbs, and they were still standing at the door.

Although it has been two days, He Qingqian has kissed his new husband wet in front of his parents for the third time. But obviously, this Nizi, who has a tender and shy face, still hasn't been able to get used to it because of the increase in the number of times. The red clouds on his face, which had never retreated, became thick like blood again, and Zhentou, who had just been lifted from Zhang Jin's arms, once again drilled into it.

He Qing's shallow ostrich-like appearance made the three old men who were not afraid of long needle eyes laugh out loud, and walked over to Zhang Jin while laughing.

The previous romantic scenes all fell into his eyes, and he deeply felt that Zhang Jin was sincere to his daughter, Father He, smiled naturally and happily, with a relieved expression, and bowed slightly to Zhang Jin.

And Old Man Liu, who is endless, is smiling and squeezing his eyebrows at Zhang Jin, like an old naughty boy.

And He's mother's performance was more direct, while wiping away the tears that had been moved before, and after walking to Zhang Jin and He Qingqian, who were hugging each other, she didn't care about her daughter's struggle, and forcefully pulled out her daughter's hand that had just brought a new ring, and put it in her palm to take a closer look.

Mother He looked at the second ring that had just appeared on her daughter's hand, and said complainingly:

"You girl, what are you shy in front of your mother? You and Xiao Jin are newlyweds now, isn't it a matter of course for the little couple to be affectionate? Look at you, you are not promising, even if you are young and young on the street, you are not shy......"

After Mother He just laughed and teased her daughter, she couldn't continue. Because her whole mind had been drawn to the ring in front of her.

When she saw the ring for the first time, Mother He was no different, her eloquence was still given, and her expression was still free. Because in terms of style, this ring is really lackluster, with a round ring and a flat inside, a regular six-prong setting, and a decent ruby.

This is already the most traditional, simplest, and old-fashioned style, and it seems that there is nothing new in the whole body. It's not even too unusual compared to the rings that have been popular in Europa for hundreds of years. It is the same as those butterfly-shaped, wavy, and double-ring shapes that emerge in an endless stream on the market today...... Compared to the messy and trendy style of rings, this style is centuries behind!

So, if you only talk about style, this style has no visual impact at all.

However, when Mother He took a second look at the ring and looked at it a little more carefully, she no longer slandered the old-fashioned style of the ring, but began to praise it from the bottom of her heart:

Tradition is a classic!

This style has been passed down for hundreds of years, and naturally there is a reason for it. Just like the ring in front of him, it shows a solemnity and an indescribable harmony in the rules. It makes people feel like the more they look at it, the better it looks.

Therefore, Mother He, who finally discovered the extraordinary place of this ordinary ring, began to look more carefully.

When Mother He took a third look at the ring and looked more carefully, the appreciation in her eyes had turned into intoxication.

After the light circulating on the ring, the sun and clouds hidden in the gem entered her eyes, and Mother He was completely conquered by this beauty. And compared with Old Man Liu, Mother He was more completely conquered by this ring.

Although Mr. Liu is a master artist, the beauty of the ring makes Master Liu, who has been looking for beauty all his life, impressed and indulged, and is more susceptible to this extreme beauty than ordinary people.

And although Mother He does not have the artistic attainments of Old Man Liu, and does not have such a persistent desire to seek beauty, don't forget that she is a woman. As long as it is a woman, no matter how old she is, as long as she does not have the attributes of a pure man like Zhang Jin, they will have a bit of fanatical persistence and possessiveness for jewelry.

Therefore, it is no wonder that when Mother He is completely immersed in the beauty of this ring, her eyes will flash with greed like a hungry coyote.

Just when Mother He stared at the ring on her daughter's hand, turned it over and turned it over, and couldn't see enough, as if she wanted to swallow one mouthful, Old Man Liu, who came to admire the ring again, muttered in a look of fascination:

"No wonder, no wonder. I thought Xiao Jin was talking about a bald mouth, but that's what happened! ”

But it was before that Old Man Liu heard Zhang Jin at the door and asked He Qingqian if he was willing to accompany him to watch the sunrise and sunset, morning glow and sunset for the rest of his life. Old man Liu thought that Zhang Jin had said the wrong thing because of his emotion, because according to the beautiful scenery of the sunset in the gem, Zhang Jin should only mention 'watching the sunset' and 'watching the sunset' to be considered the situation. For example, if Zhang Jin piggybacks on 'morning glow' and 'sunrise' in his words, it has the meaning of painting a snake to add to his feet, and it is a bit of a donkey's lips that are not the horse's mouth.

But now, after seeing the scenery in the gem again, Old Man Liu has no previous thoughts.

The ring is still the ring, and the gem is still the gem. The corn in the gem is large and dull, but it is flocculent impurities, and at this time, it seems that it is still the same as before. It's still as vivid as the sun and clouds.

However, because the light in the city is far less than the light of the sky under the scorching afternoon sun, the scenery of the period is much darker when the gems are reflected. Some impurities, which were evenly distributed and were originally inconspicuous in strong light, became obvious in the dim light, as if a thin layer of fog was cast in front of the scenery.

The original bright purple-red 'sun' has become dim because of the dimness, like an egg yolk with a red heart......

This kind of scenery will never be seen by a discerning person as a sunset. On the contrary, when the sun rises in the east, the sky and the earth are dim and chaotic.

Originally, Old Man Liu couldn't help but admire the magic of this ring in his heart, and was amazed by Zhang Jin's craftsmanship. But when Mr. Liu saw the magic of the 'sunset' changing into 'rising sun' and 'sunset' changing into 'morning glow', he was no longer just amazed by Zhang Jin's craftsmanship, but worshiped a little.

Fortunately, Mr. Liu is playing with a pen and drawing, so although he is excited and fascinated by Zhang Jin's skills, he will not be too out of shape. If Old Man Liu was like his old buddies, playing with carving knives, I am afraid that he would either have the idea of robbery now, or he would have already hugged Zhang Jin's thighs and begged for apprenticeship! (To be continued......)