Chapter 290: Marriage

Today is the day of her daughter's marriage. This was a major event in life, but Ning Zongnan did not send an invitation to anyone. After all, the Cheng family still understands etiquette and knows that their daughter has to leave her mother's house when she gets married.

For this reason, he refused the house provided by the Cheng family, and spent all the couple's savings in recent years to buy a house in the capital. When the couple returns to pray for the couple, the house can be left for their sons to live in.

To be honest, Ning Zongnan originally thought that it was the law of life for his daughter to marry, and the key was to find a good son-in-law. However, the reality is not as simple as it seems. As a father, he has an indescribable feeling in his heart. This feeling is complicated, attachment, longing, and reluctance......

The closer the time gets, the more he wants to fulfill all the wishes made by his daughter, and the more he wants his daughter to ask for more and do more for her.

The past is full of dreams, one by one, one by one, almost all the things that can be remembered with his daughter will be searched out by him, reminiscing about the ups and downs.

When my daughter was a child, she couldn't find anyone to take her with because she was busy with work. When I was a little more than a year old, I took care of the people in my old family. When parting, his daughter shook her little hand, and the scene of the people in his hometown holding him in his arms to say goodbye to him is still unforgettable for him, his heart is broken, and tears are flowing.

Because he couldn't bear the torture of this separation, it didn't take long for him to bring his daughter back to him.

I remember that when my daughter was three years old, my wife was about to have another child, so she was busy earning more money to meet the family expenses that could not come out to work after pregnancy. He will take the daughter.

Once, he took his daughter to where he went to work. Because he only cared about writing materials, he forgot to take care of his daughter, and accidentally let his daughter, who was standing on the side of the table, fall from the stool and fall on the concrete floor, and fell a big bag on her forehead.

After he picked him up and coaxed him, he settled his obedient daughter, saying that when he came home, if her mother asked about the bag, she would reply that she was disobedient. Sure enough, from that moment on, someone asked her daughter where the bag on her forehead came from, and her daughter would reply that she was disobedient.

Perhaps because of the number of sons, his daughter has become his favorite child. Today, although his daughter is about to get married when she grows up, he wants to say: Daughter, no matter where you go in the future, you must be kind to yourself and live well.

At night, he went to bed close to midnight. Before six o'clock, he got up. At this moment, he was very conflicted in his heart, and he climbed into his heart for no reason because he really didn't want to marry his daughter, but he was afraid of delaying the agreed time for receiving relatives, welcoming relatives and holding weddings.

At about six o'clock, he urged his daughter to personally drive his daughter and her bridesmaids to the front pedestrian street to put on makeup. There's no way, this bride has to be made up by a professional!

On the way, he didn't know what his daughter was thinking, but he just wanted his daughter to ask for something that the father could do for her. At this time, no matter what his daughter says, he will agree. At this moment, he felt that father and daughter were like one person, heart to heart, fate connected, daughter's happiness was his happiness, and his daughter's needs were his needs. However, the daughter didn't mention anything.

When he arrived at the pedestrian street, he parked the car at the intersection, and his daughter took the bridesmaids to put on makeup, and he sat in the car, listening to the news absentmindedly while constantly reminiscing about the past life with his daughter.

Thinking about it, from time to time, a bride with makeup walked by in front of his car. The car that picked them up almost didn't go back, but drove straight ahead, as if to avoid the reason why people often say that "the bride doesn't go back".

Just an hour later, my daughters and the others came out of the pedestrian street. Today's daughter is extraordinarily beautiful and eye-catching, with two eyelash-sticking eyes sparkling when she speaks, and a pair of dimples that are particularly "lovely".

He also learned to pick up the other brides, not to turn around and send his daughter home, but to turn around and send her home.

Time flies so fast, less than half past nine, the greeting procession has arrived at the door. The Ning family quadruplets blocked the welcoming team from the door, asked their brother-in-law to sing, and asked for red envelopes, which really added a lot of joy and happiness.

Ning Zongnan had to urge his sons: Forget it, hurry up and let the family in!

After a period of greetings, the person who received the relatives ate a small bowl of stew, and after the daughter took a group photo with all the relatives and family members, the eldest Ning Boxiao carried out of the house and left with the team of welcoming and sending relatives.

Soon, the children all went to the Cheng family's mansion to help. His wife followed. He was the only one left in the house. Looking at the empty house, he felt so bored. At this moment, his heart was so heavy and painful.

At about eleven o'clock, he drove alone to the Cheng family's mansion. At this time, people come and go, bustling. Although everyone he met greeted him, he felt that there were few people he really knew.

At half past eleven, he was invited to his daughter's side. Looking at the foreign man in a religious uniform at the end of the platform, Ning Zongnan felt a little confused: "Where did you invite a foreign priest?" ”

"Dad, that's no ordinary priest. He is the Holy Emperor of the Holy See!" Seeing this, Ning Xiao helplessly explained to him. "His ability level is already above the twentieth level."

"Ahh Hearing this, Ning Zongnan felt that his body was shaking. "Where did you get such a powerful officiant?"

"Not invited," Ning Xiao replied. "It's just my wedding, and it's most appropriate to invite him to officiate."

"Oh-" Ning Zongnan had no choice but to respond. Alas, how did he forget that his daughter had already grown into wings capable of spreading her wings and no longer needed his protection.

"Dad!" Ning Xiao, who found his lonely appearance, comforted him. "You're the best dad in the world. What a blessing to be your daughter!"

"Really?" These words made Ning Zongnan quickly get rid of his frustration and become energetic. "I'm also proud to have a daughter like you."

At this time, the music sounded and the wedding began to take place officially.

"Come on," Ning Zongnan stretched out his hand and said to his daughter. "Daddy leads you to the other end of your new life! But no matter what lies ahead, if you don't feel too satisfied and unhappy, Dad still welcomes you to come back at any time!"

"Dad!" Ning Xiao grabbed his arm. "No matter where you go, you can't change the fact that I'm your daughter."

"Of course, my little padded jacket!" Ning Zongnan liked to hear this, and his voice became softer.

In this way, the father and daughter walked to the red carpet with a comfortable face.

On the other end of the red carpet, Cheng Ziyang was quietly waiting for his wife, who seemed to have been chasing countless years before he could find it.

Not every kind of waiting will have a return of love, not every experience of love will have a promise to keep together, and the people who are waiting, only by quietly watching each other, can they sit and watch the clouds roll up.

The tenderness between her fingers was his wordless comfort. In a star-to-eye, they turned silently, not a wordless escape, not a betrayal of separation. In the melancholy of the drizzle, the broken heart flew, and she turned slightly, with the catkins of August, and his eyes were blurred in the blue green shirt. Was it the chic in her hand that made him in a trance, or her figure by the riverside that confused him, no, he and her stayed together in each other's eyes.

He met her among the clear water and hibiscus, and the fragrance of the tip of his nose made him forget. Turning around, the fragrance of Luoying wafted in front of her and him, what dissipated the yearning for love, and what was the sorrow of this summer day that made people intoxicated? No, it's the continuity of August, scattered time in the clear water and green mountains, not that she and his relationship with him are shallow, but that the expectations of his and her life are just flashy, in the blink of an eye, the thousand-year-old love is just a tea waiting! When Hua died, he let him stay with her in the face of each other.

Get up, sit up, his relationship with her is the endless drop of red bean acacia, and the endless blood and tears of the Yiren. Walking down the bluestone spotted and long board road, stop, is the spring willow spring flowers are covered, the moment he waved his sleeves, has let her look at the night of the wind and rain dusk, what she can't forget is time, what can't be swallowed is the jade grain golden wave, what can't be illuminated is the red face in the rhombic mirror, what can't be covered is the sorrow of the hair, and what can't be exhausted is the hazy tears of the eyes. Her silent tenderness is his greatest affection. She and he stayed together.

The east fence put the wine, there is a dark fragrance, the love is up, don't be ruthless than the affectionate thoughts, in the blink of an eye, the fragrance has passed, the hatred is inseparable, no fate has been a good companion last night, and now only the yellow flowers all over the ground are piled up. Autumn has arrived, not the sorrow of the cold wind, let them pursue in the beautiful scenery of this good morning, reminiscing about the watery past, not only the morning and twilight waiting is the end.

He and she will find the most beautiful waiting in the flowers on the other side, and he has seen through her endless sorrow between holding hands and looking at each other. Love is the hesitation of lovesickness, and hate is the sheng flute of separation.

Love, so prosperous, so lonely, is just the persistence of the lover, the sorrow of a pot of wine, the guardian of a cup of tea, in the softness of the rain to eliminate its prosperity, scattered its loneliness, leaving only the light boat in the spring breeze and a leaf, a light hook in a round of cocoons, he washed with sake, splashed with strong tea, buried her and his concern in the collision of celadon, not the companionship of love is not strong enough, nor is the feeling of lovesickness not thorough enough, he is looking for it in the disturbances, it is the sea of tens of millions of people who are pursuing, inadvertently looking back, She's gone at the end of the lights......

Looking at the eyes, the flowers in the distance are colorful, the prosperity has passed, why is her footsteps so difficult to trace, he is waiting at the end of the other side, waiting for the moment of origin and extinction. She replied with love, he looked silently, watching, every time the sun rose and the moon set, it was his endless desolation. He is not a passerby, and she is a returnee.

"Ziyang!" When Ning Xiao walked up to him and noticed that he was a little strange, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing!" Cheng Ziyang came back to his senses, reached out and took her outstretched hand, and nodded towards Ning Zongnan. "I just feel that after going through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties, I finally married you."

"Poof!" Ning Xiao smiled. "Not really! I think it's easy for you to marry me......"

"You only see the surface!" Cheng Ziyang took her hand and walked towards the Pope. "I'm covering up the mysteries in there, but I just don't want you to find out." Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" for free for the first time.