Ning Yuqian's comfort played a role, Ling Zishan's tearful eyes gradually dispersed, and she stared at the red potion on her wound quite curiously, and said in a stupid tone, "This potion stinks."

"You have to endure the smell, who didn't say it when you started to hurt!" Although Ning Yuqian's mouth was counting, the movements in his hands became more and more gentle

"Wasn't I afraid that it would ruin the process!" Ling Zishan pursed her lips and defended in a sullen tone, "If I say it, you will definitely let me change into flat shoes directly, but this is a dress, and it doesn't look good with flat shoes at all!" ”

Listening to Ling Zishan's words, Ning Yuqian shook his head secretly, he couldn't understand the girl's thoughts in his heart, but he didn't count them down, after all, knowing that Ling Zishan did this, he probably hoped that his engagement ceremony could have a beautiful and unforgettable memory, and he also hoped that she would have no regrets, so he also had some thoughts that understood her

"Do you still feel the sting?" Ning Yuqian gently blew on the place of her wound, gently soothed her pain, and said with unconcealable distress, "If it hurts, just bear with it, just wait for the medicine to absorb it, and let him take a look when Grandpa Fu comes back."

"Don't need grandpa to see it, it's just a trivial matter, it'll be fine in a while, grandpa is tired enough today" Ling Zishan immediately vetoed Ning Yuqian's proposal

Ning Yuqian thought for a while, looked down at Ling Zishan's wound that had been treated, and didn't hold on any longer

After the engagement ceremony, Mrs. Ning and the others stayed directly in the hotel and did not come back in the middle of the night, but appeared in the Ning family's old mansion early the next morning

Because of Fu Lao's insistence, on the second day of the engagement ceremony, Ning Yuqian, Ling Zishan, Fu Lao, the two elders of the Rong family, and Ning Rui and his wife went to Y City, planning to pay homage to Mrs. Ling first, and then go to W City to worship Fu Bowen and his wife

When they arrived in Y City, it was already afternoon, and the group found a restaurant to eat before going to the place where Mrs. Ling was buried, the two elders of the Rong family and Ning Rui and his wife came here for the first time, looking at the lush plants on both sides of the road and the ups and downs of the mountains not far away, there was a feeling called tranquility in their hearts

"Shanshan, is that where you grew up?" Mrs. Ning suddenly asked, because she was walking on the mountain road, and her breath was a little urgent

"Well, yes" Ling Zishan glanced at the village in front of her, although she could see the houses lined up, they were some distance away, "but there is no one living there anymore, many people have moved out of the town, and the older generation has also left, and the people who live with their children have also moved out."

Ling Zishan's tone was a little sentimental, she was here when she was a child, but it was those old people who accompanied her to spend a happy and carefree childhood, and in her memory, in addition to her grandmother, the deepest memory was also the old people in the neighborhood who loved her

"I still remember when Zhengtong married that man, this village was lively, and every family still lived here, and then gradually heard Zhengtong say that they all moved out"

Mrs. Rong sighed according to her memory, time really flies, it was already twenty years ago, and in the past twenty years, time has passed, and things are wrong