Lu Jingtian was stunned and hugged Xiao Pian, who was crying.

Mr. Lu threw the belt away angrily, panting and bending over with his hands on his knees, "Just for such a yellow-haired girl, you regret your marriage?" Do you know what you're throwing away? What is lost! The girl of the Bai family I have seen since I was a child, she is kind and good-looking, and her mother is generally a beautiful girl, which is a yellow flag! That's Gege! ”

The subordinate brought a chair, and he sat on it and continued to count Lu Sedum, "The soldiers in Lao Bai's hands are brave and good at fighting, and they are all in a single team,"

"Dad!" Xiao Lian in Lu Jingtian's arms slowly slid down, he hurriedly hugged it, and complained a little, "What I want to marry is a daughter-in-law, not Gege or family background, let alone a soldier in Uncle Bai'er's hands!" ”

After speaking, he didn't care about the old man Lu beating his chest and stepping on the ground behind him, and went to see a doctor with Xiao Pian in his arms.

As he walked, he muttered in a low voice, "I can't live this day, Bai Qingling, this stupid girl, I can't let her get married!" ”

Old Man Lu angrily watched the rebel leave the house with Xiao Lian in his arms, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

White Mansion.

Bai Qingling sat on the sofa in the living room, wearing a purple satin waist-cinching long dress, white gloves, and a black veil hat on his head.

Holding the newspaper and holding a delicate magnifying glass in one hand, he looked at it carefully for a while, and frowned, "How can you take a more modern picture than me?" ”

Beneath the wedding notice in the newspaper is an enlarged black-and-white photograph.

The man in the photo has short hair and a back head, a white suit, a black bow tie, and is handsome even if his face is expressionless.

The woman is Bai Qingling, and her face is also alluring, with a long white inner skirt on her body, a narrow-waisted dress on the outside, and a white wide-brimmed veil hat on her head, which is the same cold and unsmiling face.

Yan Lou stood on the side of the sofa and looked at the newspaper in her hand, "The eldest lady is very beautiful." ”

"This is the dress I brought back from France, it can't be beautiful," she said, pointing to herself in the newspaper, "This foreign photographer is a Xibei goods, hum!" ”

After humming, she slapped the newspaper on the table and looked up at Yan Lou, "Why are you standing so high again, my neck hurts." ”

Yan Lou was silent for a moment and said, "There is a photographer in the Nancheng Photo Studio who has returned from abroad, and I will invite him to come over tomorrow." ”

"Okay." She was in a better mood, "Do you really stay abroad?" My photographer spoke a few words of French during the photo shoot yesterday, and he didn't reply to me! ”

"Well, it's from overseas." Yan Lou thought for a while, and then said, "Yesterday's photographer returned from Yamato." ”

"Oh, no wonder it shines a dead light on me." She was very understanding, "Some people say that when the women in their place get married, they have a lot of white flour on their faces and carry a big burden on their backs!" ”

Yan Lou sat on the sofa, listened to her nonsense, and when she finished speaking, he nodded, "The one I invited tomorrow is from France, and I can speak French with you." ”

Bai Qingling nodded with satisfaction.

She was satisfied, and she felt that Yan Lou was good, "When the sun is over tomorrow, I will choose the most beautiful one to hang on that wall." ”

She pointed to the mural, "That's it!" ”

"Okay."

Bai Qingling said a word, and he should say a word.

Speaking of dry mouth, Yan Lou handed over a glass of water, waited for her to take it, and said, "The ceremony will be held in the church next week." ”

*

The next day, the photographer came, and Bai Qingling communicated with him in French for a long time, and she sometimes glanced over to look at Yan Lou.

He stood with his hands behind his back in front of the mural, as if thinking about something big.

The eldest lady's thoughts only flashed in her mind for a moment, and then she discussed with Frank Liu, who had returned from France and wore the most modern beret at the moment, how to take pictures that would be the most beautiful.