"Worship heaven and earth!"

"Second worship high hall!"

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

"Send to the cave!"

Yu Zecheng and Mu Wanqiu's wedding was soon held.

The wedding was lively.

Because it was run by Wu Jingzhong, no one dared not to give face, everyone who could come came, and they were also given a thick red envelope.

Yu Zecheng also made a special trip to ask someone to set up a flowing water seat in his hometown for three days, which made the people in his hometown happy.

Chen Cuiping and her friends went to eat. They also had a good time.

"Brothers, eat quickly, don't eat for nothing, come and toast!" Chen Cuiping was arrogant, and sure enough, he ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl, and drunk several men.

"Captain, whose seat is this?" A fighter asked.

"I heard that the surname is Yu, he used to be a rich family, but later his family fell into the middle of the road."

"Captain, what is the middle of the family?"

"The middle of the family road means that the family has no money."

"No money at home? Then let us eat like this for free? ”

"I said that I was a big official again, and I was rich again."

"Being a big official? Then let's eat hard and eat him poorly. ”

"That's right, eat the poor surnamed Yu." Chen Cuiping didn't know that this wedding was the big brother she had been thinking about. If she knew, would she still be able to eat it? After she met Yu Zecheng, she often thought of him.

...

Chinese decoration style.

Bedchamber.

"Late autumn, you are so beautiful today!" Mu Wanqiu was dressed in a Chinese-style wedding dress, and Yu Zecheng couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Zecheng, you are also heroic today."

"Late autumn, it's also deep, let's go to bed."

"Zecheng, I'll help you loosen your clothes."

"Late autumn, I'll help you untie it."

The bedroom illuminated by red candles is affectionate.

The man and woman on the wooden bed warmed each other.

...

After Yu Zecheng got married, he changed his normalcy.

He doesn't go to bars, casinos, and other entertainment places to fool around. He became a good husband.

He plays the piano with Mu Wanqiu every day, talks about love, and the two are together all day long, like glue.

They lived happily ever after.

Mu Wanqiu's parents and relatives also received Tianjing. Their residences were all arranged by Yu Zecheng, and some young people were also arranged to work.

Other than that.

Yu Zecheng moved.

He changed to a bigger villa.

He thought the small western-style building before was too small.

His large villa is rented.

This villa is only for him and Mu Wanqiu.

His parents still live in the original small western-style building.

Mu Wanqiu's parents and relatives also have another place to live.

Yu Zecheng and Mu Wanqiu lived in a two-person world.

That way no one will bother.

Mu Wanqiu's singing and piano sounds, or other sounds, no matter how loud they are, are not afraid of affecting others.

Many days have passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, Yu Zecheng continued to stay at home and did not go out.

White piano, spotlessly clean.

This is the piano of Mu Liancheng's family, which was moved here by Yu Zecheng.

Mu Liancheng didn't dare to say no. He was always very afraid of Yu Zecheng. He saw Yu Zecheng like a mouse saw a cat. He had an instinctive fear from his body. Therefore, he gave Mu Wanqiu a lot of dowry, wanting to please Yu Zecheng.

But Yu Zecheng ate and wiped it clean, and still thought about killing Mu Liancheng.

"Ding Ding Dong..."Mu Wanqiu sat in front of the piano and tried to sound.

After marriage, she was even more radiant and radiant. As soon as I saw it, I knew that she was very happy.

"Then Cheng, I'm composing music for this poem." Mu Wanqiu held a fountain pen in her hand, "It will be the trend of the times to use a fountain pen in the future, because it is progressive." ”

"Western things will always be popular, but you can't say it's progressive, you can only say it's cheap." Yu Zecheng said casually. He stood aside, flipping through the newspaper at random. He should have gone to work, but he just didn't go.

"Cheap? Isn't this pen cheap? Better oceans. Mu Wanqiu said strangely. The pen in her hand is indeed quite expensive.

"In late autumn, cheap is not only about the price, but also about the fact that the pen is easy to write by hand. The brush we used to use was difficult for ordinary people to control and couldn't write well. Therefore, not many people use it.

As for fountain pens, it's relatively easy. It doesn't take long to learn, and you can write about it.

It looks the same, but there's a difference in culture.

The brush has a long history, and it contains a lot of knowledge, which ordinary people cannot learn well in their lifetime.

The fountain pen, that is, writing, is convenient, it has no background and knowledge, it is just a tool. Yu Zecheng said casually.

"Zecheng, you're right, or our culture has more heritage and thickness, and Western things are just tricks. Even if the fountain pen is popular, it cannot compare to the symbolic meaning of the brush. Mu Wanqiu said with a smile.

"Westerners, hehe, are just a group of uncivilized savages, their hair has not degenerated, they are arrogant, and they cannot be lived. They are the inferior. They are not worthy to be men, but only animals. It's a pity that many powerful people are learning from foreigners. The wind of worshipping foreign countries prevails. Yu Zecheng said with disdain.

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"Then it will be, how ignorant the world is, let's not talk about those who are unhappy. Let me read you the poems I wrote. Mu Wanqiu said with a smile. She is a young woman of literature and art, likes literature, can write poetry, can sing and dance, and can play the piano. With Yu Zecheng, her life is happy.

"Okay, I'll hear you." Yu Zecheng put down the newspaper, walked behind Mu Wanqiu, and hugged her.

"I heard someone crying, but I wasn't sad, I lifted my head in pain, and I saw the light of the night."

"This is a new style poem, I don't like this kind of poem, I still like the old style poem. For example, the sun is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. ”

"But I can only write new style poems, not ancient style poems."

"Then learn slowly, you can always learn. In late autumn, why is there crying in your poems? ”

"I used to be always sad, so I could always hear my mother's crying. Until I met you, I was no longer sad, and I didn't feel sad when I remembered the past. ”

"Then why is there a light in the middle of the night?"

"Because there are people in the heart, there is light in the dark."

"Someone in the bottom of my heart? Who are they? ”

"What do you say?" Mu Wanqiu's face was ruddy.

"I don't know."

"Zecheng, of course it's you."

"Haha, late autumn, I wasn't a good person before."

"Zecheng, I don't care who you used to be, you are the fire pit and I jumped down. Let your blazing fire burn me. ”

"Okay, then burn, my youth." Yu Zecheng picked up Mu Wanqiu with a smile and walked to the bedroom.

"Zecheng, we just got up, let's not go to sleep."

"Let's catch up on sleep."

That's when the nasty phone rings.

Yu Zecheng could only put down Mu Wanqiu and answer the phone.

"Hey, Zecheng, why don't you come to the station yet?" Wu Jingzhong asked. His tone was a little unhappy.

"Stationmaster, I'm a little sleepy, and I want to catch up on sleep." Yu Zecheng said truthfully. He's an honest guy who doesn't lie.

"Still want to catch up on sleep? It's just nonsense, then you can't get married, you will be addicted to the boudoir, don't forget, you still have a task. Wu Jingzhong said with a frown. He didn't expect that after Yu Zecheng got married, he would be at home all day long, not going anywhere, neither working nor going to Mu Liancheng's house, which was simply unreasonable. If this continues, Mu Liancheng's antiques have been secretly moved. He couldn't get anything.

"Stationmaster, I haven't forgotten the task, it's inconvenient to talk at home, I'll go to the station to report to you immediately." The rest is enlightened.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over." Wu Jingzhong hung up the phone helplessly.

He pinched his eyebrows. The routine investigation of Yu Zecheng has been concluded.

Yu Zecheng has had too many women in the mountain city before, and most of them have no problems, but there are a few women who have written some radical articles, one of which is called Zuo Lan, who is the most problematic and troublesome. This Zuo Lan also went to Yanzhou, which is a hidden danger and must be investigated.

Although Zuo Lan changed her name after going to Yanzhou, she was more active, she was still targeted, and she was also investigated, knowing that she was called Zuo Lan when she was in Shancheng before, and wrote some progressive articles, at that time, she had a close relationship with Yu Zecheng.

Yu Zecheng is a king and eight lambs, how can there be so many women?

And there are women who went to Yanzhou, I hope it's just a coincidence.

Wu Jingzhong didn't want Yu Zecheng to have a problem.