The night before the wedding.

Ji Jiu rests at home.

When she was sitting in the courtyard at night chatting with Cunxin, she suddenly heard a loud noise from the kitchen next door, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly ran over to look.

It turned out that Aunt Cheng, Uncle Li and Lao Ji were in the kitchen, looking at the flour in the whole kitchen with wide eyes and staring at each other.

"What are you doing here?"

Cheng Xiuli looked at the people around her with some embarrassment.

"That, Mr. said that he would eat dumplings and noodles when he got married tomorrow morning, and he had to prepare them in advance."

Ji Jiu looked at Ji Hanzhang.

"Dad, these are all done by special people, you can rest well and attend the wedding."

Ji Hanzhang frowned and put aside her hand, Ji Jiu looked at him a little tiredly, knowing that his spirit was starting to be bad again. I saw Lao Ji looking at her with an aggrieved face and accusing her.

"Where did you come from?"

Ji Jiu: ???

Sure enough, he was sick, where did anyone say that his daughter was ugly.

"I'll make a face for my daughter and I'll stay by myself. My baby has never felt any father's love since he was a child, and he has no mother, and I am too responsible as a father, I! I just want to wait to see her get married beautifully, there is not much I can do, it's as simple as that, you still have to stop me, you are still not human. ”

Ji Jiu smiled.

Laughing and laughing and crying.

"Yes, I'm really not human, so can I do it with you?"

"No, I'm going to do it myself."

"Okay, can I stand next to it?"

This...... He didn't have a big deal.

Ji Jiu let everyone know that there were only the two of them left in the huge kitchen. Ji Jiu took out a handkerchief and wiped the dirty stove, and his eyes fell on Lao Ji, who was immersed in kneading flour.

Her dad hadn't been in the kitchen much in his life.

The few times it was all for her.

Ji Jiu has never blamed him, the best old Ji in the world.

"Daddy!" Ji Jiu subconsciously called him.

The person who was kneading the dough paused, turned his head to look at her, looked at her for a while, seemed to recognize who she was, and wiped his flour-stained hand directly on Ji Jiu's face. "Why are you still crying, what are you crying when you get married tomorrow, hold back your tears for me, and let people laugh when they see it."

Ji Jiu saw his appearance from the mirror next to him.

A good face turned white.

I really don't know whether to continue crying or laughing.

After dinner.

Ji Jiu, who was sitting on the rooftop and making a video call with Su Baiyu, suddenly saw Ji Hanzhang walking over with an iron box.

"Dad, why are you here?"

"I, I'll take advantage of Su Baiyu's absence to find you a little treasure, don't tell him."

Ji Jiu silently glanced at the mobile phone screen that was put down, and was a little sympathetic to the person opposite.

"What a baby?"

Ji Jiu opened the box and saw that there were some jewelry inside, and there was even a piece of gold.

"These are your mother's jewelry. The hairpin inside is still handed down by your mother's ancestors, and it is not worth much, just to keep a thought. On the day you were born, the doctors said that this child was so beautiful that he would be a great beauty in the future. Your mother said, then we must prepare a little more dowry, and we must let our daughter marry beautifully. ”

"Time flies so fast, you're going to get married."

"Although that bastard kid kidnapped you when he was a teenager, he can see that he is a person worthy of being entrusted for life, otherwise I would have broken his leg back then."

"Daughter, you remember that you must be happy."

Your mother must want you to be happy, too.