Even Zhong Yi beside him was shocked, and hurriedly hugged the person and said, "Why are you crying so much?" It's a good thing, can't you still give up on her? He leaned into her ear again: "How many years have you been married to me?" ”

Li Xiaoyi smiled again, tried to wipe away her tears, and looked at the stage. She didn't know what was wrong, but 8 years ago, on the day she was in Shanghai with Zhong Yi, after answering the call from that bastard, that moment of wonderful feeling appeared again.

The power of fate is strong and weak, and she is as small as sand, in a trance.

She saw the bastard's hideous face, saw a tall building, heard the wind whistling in her ears, felt the sensation of her heart contracting violently, and felt the shattering of her bones—these sensations were only for a moment, vaguely flashing.

But she understood something at this moment - although her sister and brother-in-law never said much about the history that had changed.

It turned out that she couldn't have been here, she couldn't have seen anything, she couldn't have anything. Life would have been like a fine sand, and when she turned around, she would fall from between her fingers.

But now, she is standing here, with a career behind her, Zhong Yi and children by her side, and she can watch her sister be happy.

Li Xiaoyi choked up.

Thank you, Weiyi, Azen.

Thank you for holding my hand in the cold torrent of fate and keeping me in this world.

Sister, I wish you all the best in your life and be happy forever.

It's like my sister's life.

The second person to cry was Father Li on the stage.

When he accompanied his daughter and walked towards his son-in-law step by step, he was just sour and excited, and his eyes were hot. But at the moment when he handed over his daughter's hand to his son-in-law, he was an emotionally introverted old man, and he was in tears.

How did he feel that it was so hard for him to see this scene?

How do you feel that you are not so blessed?

The dark and filthy room, the blood all over the floor, the weak gasp, the moment of collapse of consciousness - everything was fleeting.

Father Li stared at them blankly.

It turns out that my fate has also been saved by these two children with all their might.

Father Li clenched the hands of the two of them, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Chan, you must be kind to Weiyi, I will hand her over to you." Weiyi, to be sensible in the future, the husband and wife care more about each other, and be harmonious...... Lifetime. In the end, the old father couldn't hold back and wiped his face with his hands.

Li Weiyi's tears immediately burst out, and he hugged his father tightly.

Zhang Jingchan said: "I promise you that I will take care of her for the rest of my life. ”

Li Weiyi: "Dad, you will also sensationalize woo woo woo ......"

Looking at the scene on the stage, many people were very moved.

However, everyone never expected that the person who cried the most was actually Zhang Moyun, the old chairman who was in his fifties.

When have you ever seen him cry? Even when Fuming was the most difficult, this big guy was also resolute in front of him, and he never showed embarrassment. But at this moment, he sat in the first place in the audience, pressed his face with his palm, and cried uncontrollably.

Wu Xinhui next to her was stunned, even she had never seen Zhang Moyun cry like this. Did my husband make a mistake? Their family is marrying a daughter-in-law, not a son. Whose father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't cry at the wedding, and the parents-in-law laughed haha.

Wu Xinhui poked her husband's palm, Zhang Moyun waved his hand, ignoring him at all. He...... I don't know what's wrong with me, I can't control it at all, and tears are raining down. He thought that Lao Tzu had finally seen this day, and the little cub had married his wife.

He couldn't see it.

Originally, he had been in the limelight for half his life, but in the end, he would die like a mouse in the gutter, in a corner where he did not see the light of day.

Even no matter how many lifetimes he cycles, he should die before the spring of this year.

But in the end, his son and daughter-in-law forcibly changed his life and snatched him back from the whirlpool of fate again and again. In the last cycle, it was clear that as long as his old father contributed, Zhang Jingchan would be much easier. But the dead boy refused, and let him hide in the hospital for three days, for fear that the power of circulation would come up with some moth to kill him. The boy himself was in danger and almost died.

Zhang Moyun wiped away his tears, put down his palm, his eyes were red, but he smiled again.

In the future, he will live longer, and now he is only in his fifties, and he will bring his grandchildren and granddaughters in the future. Those who hurt him, look who has the last laugh now. Lao Tzu Zhang Moyun, although he made a mistake and overturned halfway, who let me know that I can change my mistakes, and I have a good son and daughter-in-law, and finally have the last laugh for the rest of my life.

I'm guilty.,I've been too arrogant these days.,As a result, I wrote 5,000 words outside this fan.,It's not finished yet.,There's still a tail left.,There's still a chapter before 6 o'clock this afternoon.,Then the full text will be over.。

(End of chapter)