"Originally, I wanted to learn to embroider for you by myself, but I haven't experienced this relationship, and it doesn't go well, so I don't think it's appropriate, so I can only ask someone to do it for me."

"Woo woo woo, Su Xiaobao, I love you to death, I'm so moved."

"How can a bride cry? Be careful that tomorrow's makeup isn't pretty. I'm going to get married, why is it still a little crying bag. ”

She was also reluctant to Mo Ran, she got married, and she couldn't help herself with a lot of things, watching her cry, Su Yiwan's eyes were also hot. turned his head to wipe his tears, and coaxed Mo Ran softly.

"Promise me, be good, what's the matter with me, okay?"

"I know, it's you who is obviously going to get married, why are you worried about me, don't worry."

Everywhere is all red, festive and auspicious, implying that the little two are prosperous and smooth.

Mo Ran's parents sat upright in a high position, accepting the tea ceremony of the two couples, commonly known as changing the mouth of tea.

"Dad, Mom, please have tea."

"Okay." Although he was reluctant, he was satisfied with a cup of tea from his son-in-law.

Lifting up the corner of his robe and kneeling on the ground, Song Jiming was full of joy and gave tea to the second elder, "Thank you to the second elder for marrying such an excellent daughter to me, I will be good to Mo Ran." ”

"Jiming, Ran Ran will be handed over to you, you have to treat her well."

For the newlywed blessings, red envelopes are indispensable, which is also a change of mouth fee for the groom.

"Okay, Mom and Dad, don't worry."

Mo Ran on the side was also emotionally moved on a day like today, and his tears couldn't help but fall. Su Yiwan, who was next to her, hurriedly handed her a tissue, "Mo Ran, don't be like this, uncle, aunt will be uncomfortable." ”

"Yes, after getting married, you will be an adult, don't be willful anymore, live a good life with Jiming."

Su's father took his daughter's hand and explained earnestly, Su's mother on the side had long been crying, in the area of feelings, the father's expression was always rational and restrained, not as emotional as a woman.

"Okay, my daughter remembers, Mom, I'll come back to see you in two days, don't be sad."

Pulling out his father's right hand, he shook his mother's arm and coquettishly. "Okay, when the time comes, Mom will make you the braised pork you like to eat."

"Okay."

"Jiming, take her away, don't miss the auspicious time."

Su's father put his daughter's hand into his son-in-law's hand, and then turned away from looking at them. He was afraid that if he looked at it for a second longer, he would be reluctant to marry his daughter.

Mo Ran sat in a sedan chair with a phoenix crown and was married by Song Jiming on a high-headed horse. Her wedding should be considered one of the most luxurious in the city, the bride is delicate and moving, and the groom is also upright.

Ten miles of red makeup, green silk and upright, bring one person to the white head. Mo Ran, you want to be ruthlessly happy.

In the lively blowing and singing of the crowd, when we arrived at the hotel, the next step was a grand worship ceremony. Worship heaven and earth, parents, husband and wife worship each other.

The man's parents accept the newcomer's tea ceremony, and they come out of a scholarly family, and they are more or less extravagant, and they are sensible in-laws at a glance, with kind eyebrows and good intentions. Only excellent parents can educate an excellent doctor son, and they will be good to Mo Ran in the future.

"Mom and Dad, please have tea."

"Okay, then, hurry up."

The change fee is no longer an ordinary red envelope, but a set of ruby jewelry.

"Ranran, this is specially chosen by your mother, in the future, if the stinky boy bullies you, you just come to your mother and tell me, I will clean him up for you."

Song Jiming's appearance is with his mother, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. Song's mother is dressed in a dark blue cheongsam, gentle and dignified, well-maintained, with only faint fine lines on her face, and her gestures are full of the charm of everyone's ladies, and her father is gentle and elegant, blessed by a dark red Tang costume.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Husband and wife worship each other and send them to the cave room."

In Song Jiming's group of brothers coaxing and shoving, all the ceremonies were over. She also breathed a sigh of relief, she was too tired.

"Daughter-in-law, you have a good rest first, and I'll go get you something to eat."

He was very happy today, he wanted to say a lot of thoughtful things, how could he have to toast for a while, he could only keep hinting to himself that he should endure it, and no one would disturb him at night.

"You're so beautiful today."

Song Jiming was a little unable to take his eyes off and bit his ears with Mo Ran.

Although the two have long been husband and wife, on a day like today, especially when he haws in his ears, she feels more sensitive, pinching his strong waist and muttering, "Be serious, Su Xiaobao is still there." ”

Mo Ran, who had changed into Xiuhe clothes, was wearing red suspender pajamas at the moment, ready to replace the clothes for the toast, with a shawl of the same color on his shoulders, he was fine, and before leaving, he lifted the shawl that slipped down, "This is not serious, what about the night?" ”

didn't dare to linger any longer, for fear that his little wife would blow up, so he slipped away quickly.

And Su Yiwan on the side saw all this in his eyes, it turned out that Mo Ran also had such a delicate side.

"Su Xiaobao, don't laugh at me."

Her face was hot, and she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"What are you laughing at? Kindness? You're so beautiful today. ”

With the sorted toast clothes, he came to Mo Ran's side and teased her.

"Su Xiaobao, I hate it."

Saying that, she hid her face with her hands and snickered, so she said, let her big doctor pay attention, but her sister heard it.

The wedding is very complicated, and there are many rules in large families, she was stunned from three o'clock in the morning to accompany Mo Ran to make up, go through the process, and take care of her, until the wedding officially ended, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Mo Ran wore a burgundy high-waisted toasting suit, put on a plush shoulder, and stood at the door to see off the guests. She stayed in the corner of the lobby with her, ready to say hello and leave.

She deliberately wore a beige trench coat with a floral long skirt, on an occasion like today, the pants are not very elegant, and in the corner where no one is around, she quietly took off her high heels, and put her feet under the table to rub them cross, which can relieve the fatigue a little.

It was just the sudden relaxation and the secrecy of the position, she felt a little sleepy, and just forced herself to persevere until the last moment.

Ye Hanxiu stared at the picture in the surveillance and fell into deep thought. The person he thinks about day and night, the preference that suddenly awakens, has already changed his attitude in life.

With her short hair hanging behind her ears and her small face bright and moving, she dozed off on the sofa, swaying back and forth with the fringed earrings as she swayed back and forth with the subtle movements of her nap. The emaciated body reclined on the sofa, his elbows propped up at his sides, and his slightly curled palms against his forehead.

She was still as beautiful and dazzling as before, but the red on her lips made him a little uncomfortable. He remembered her before, she didn't apply powder, and her occasional outfit was fresh and elegant, and it was the first time he had seen such a gorgeous makeup.

The clenched fists made the manager behind him dare not come out. Their boss was always airborne around 12 noon, and did not receive any news in advance, it is said that it was directly from the airport to the hotel, beads of sweat oozed from the forehead of the management, and the brain was running rapidly.

"Get out."

A few people behind him retreated with a tacit understanding, and it was not until the door was closed lightly that a few people breathed a long sigh of relief.

I picked up the bottled mineral water at hand, opened it and took a sip, and my mind went back to a few months ago.

"Brother, it's all over here, I've booked a ticket, and I'll go over tomorrow."

The second son is really efficient, and if he says that he will stay for a month, he will really not stay for a day, and tomorrow will be the thirtieth day.

"Okay, then send me the flight information tomorrow or something, and arrange for someone to pick you up."

The clock on the wall showed 12 o'clock, and he had been sitting there for two hours, occasionally doing some work, or in a daze, with two empty bottles at hand.

This month, in addition to the necessary work, he basically didn't say a word, and if the second son didn't come back to accompany him to relieve his boredom, he would almost be depressed.

Alcohol is a good medicine for insomnia, the business should be bigger and stronger, and the bitterness in his heart should also be vented, and spirits are his only choice.

"Brother, look, what did I bring you?"

A whole suitcase is full of albums of different sizes and thicknesses, and the pink cover, needless to say, should be a photo of his baby girl.

"Is Grandpa okay?"

Flipping through the pages, two months, three months, half a year old, even eating, playing, sleeping, teething, turning over, every state was sorted into a photo album, his daughter was smiling like a flower, grinning and drooling, and the little chirp on her head was also long and lost.

"Brother, you don't know, the old man is happy every day, accompanying Wan Yan 24 hours a day, for fear that the maid will not take care of her carefully enough."

It should have been the years of retirement, but he still had to help him take care of his daughter, and he really couldn't help it.