Chapter 245: Typing

As soon as I touched the air, I realized that I was wearing pajamas.

The man got up to look for the pair of pants he had worn during the day.

"You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you tossing? Go to sleep, if you don't know the wedding, you will be out of energy. ”

The man searched around the bedroom but didn't find it, just opened the bedroom door and was about to go to the living room to look for it, and as soon as he came out, he saw his mother Liu Fang sitting on the sofa.

He stood at the door of the bedroom, and Liu Fang turned his head to look at him.

The moment the mother and son looked at each other, the man clearly felt that his mother was depressed, but she tried her best to smile when she looked at it.

He walked over, sat down on the sofa, didn't speak for a long time, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, he cleared his throat and asked, "Why don't you sleep?" ”

It's the middle of the night.

As he spoke, his eyes fell on what Liu Fang was holding in his hand.

A photo.

His dad's.

Liu Fang wiped the frame on the outside of the photo with her cuffs, "You get married tomorrow, and I will talk to your father, and let your father bless you with a smooth and beautiful relationship in the spirit of heaven." ”

As he spoke, he put the photo on the corner table next to the sofa.

"I just heard you rummaging through the cabinets in the house, looking for something? Looking for what? ”

The man's gaze was withdrawn from his father's photo.

Mom didn't want to say more about Dad, so he didn't continue, but said, "Look for my pants during the day." ”

"Oh, I put it in the washing machine for you, and I was drying on the balcony, what are you looking for pants for? Tomorrow I will get married in a suit. ”

I washed it as soon as I heard it.

The man got up from the sofa and strode to the balcony, "Mom, you didn't ...... when you took out the things in your pocket when you washed."

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already walked to the balcony and took down the pair of pants to dry.

Reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of soaked yellow rune paper.

Liu Fang frowned and followed, "What is this?" ”

The rune paper had rotted into a ball of paper clay, and the man couldn't cry or laugh, "This is a rune paper given to me by a master, keep it safe." ”

"Huh?"

As soon as she heard that she was safe, Liu Fang suddenly looked nervous.

"What can I do? I saw that your pants were all dusty, and there was a little blood, so I washed them, I, this, hey, it's all my fault, if I washed the pottery pocket before, what should I do, or ask the master for another one? ”

The man is the doctor of the obstetrics and gynecology department of Xuancheng People's Hospital, the person who was almost blackmailed at the door of the ramen restaurant today.

His name is Shen Yan.

Facing his mother's self-blame and annoyed eyes, Shen Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

His mother has always been careful and careful in doing things, and rarely makes such a sloppy thing as washing clothes without digging out her pocket.

The last time I was sloppy was when my father died.

It took my mother two full years to accept the fact that my father had died.

After two years of confusion, the past few years have gradually come out.

This time he got married, he should have been happy and happy.

But the woman's side suddenly made a request two months ago.

Because Liu Fang was widowed, Liu Fang was not allowed to go over to the marriage room for three years.

And two months before the wedding, no one on the man's side can go to the wedding room, nor can the warm room and the wedding room before the banquet.

said that he was specially looking for a master to count the eight characters, otherwise it would affect the young couple's fertility after marriage.

Since the woman made this request, Liu Fang's mood has been low......

Shen Yan is a son, how can he not feel distressed.

"Mom, it's okay, I'll go to the master to ask for one after the banquet tomorrow, it's not a big problem."

grabbed Liu Fang's shoulder, and Shen Yan comforted her.

"Didn't Xiao Nan talk about the wedding room, when the wedding is over, her parents will go back to their hometown, and you can go over at any time, don't care about what is not three years."

Liu Fang patted the back of her son's hand and sighed silently, "You still have to respect Xiao Nan's parents, people are specifically looking for someone to forget it, and it is better to believe it than to believe it." ”

She frowned.

"But how can there be a wedding without arranging a wedding room, not a warm house, that house has been empty for more than two months, I'm afraid that the ash is two feet thick, how can I use it tomorrow."

If you don't let yourself go to the marriage room, don't let me go, for the sake of her son's happiness after marriage, Liu Fang has no opinion at all.

is to respond to the marriage room two months before the marriage does not let the man pass, and does not let the warm house.

Shen Yan put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the bedroom.

"Don't worry about this, Ming'er picked up Xiao Nan in the morning and went directly to the hotel, and when the wedding is finished in the hotel, I will ask the housekeeper to clean it up then, okay, go to sleep, I will be the most beautiful mother tomorrow, I invited a makeup artist to make up for you."

Liu Fang didn't want her son to worry, so she smiled with a smile: "You go to bed early." ”

sent Liu Fang back to the bedroom, Shen Yan smoked a cigarette and lay down.

He doesn't have any relatives in his family, and tomorrow's wedding will be held by the colleagues from the hospital.

As for the person who will go to the bride Xiao Nan's house with him tomorrow to greet his relatives, it is also his colleague.

There was no need to warm the house, and he only invited everyone to a meal in the evening.

Shen Yan lay on the pillow and glanced at his phone, it was already one o'clock in the middle of the night.

[Did you sleep?] 】

Shen Yan sent a WeChat message to Xiao Nan.

It quickly says it's typing.

Shen Yan looked at the screen and waited for Xiao Nan to recover.

As a result, I entered it in the input for a full five minutes, and there was no movement.

Shen Yan was a little worried, and immediately dialed over.

It was connected very quickly.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Nan's voice was a little hoarse, and he asked.

Shen Yan lay on the bed, "No, I just miss you, see what you're doing?" ”

"Sleep, the makeup artist will come at five o'clock tomorrow, and I'm sleeping soundly and waking you up," Xiao Nan yawned, "Sleep, you're not sleepy, I don't want to go on stage tomorrow." ”

I didn't mention that the WeChat just now is being typed.

Shen Yan always felt a little unsteady in his heart, "It's okay, right?" Xiao Nan. ”

"What's all right? Sleep, I'm going to die, I'm hanging. ”

Shen Yan frowned, "Okay, sleep, I love you, good night." ”

Xiao Nan paused, "I love you too, good night." ”

The phone hung up, and Shen Yan couldn't sleep a little.

Xiao Nan obviously didn't sleep.

Is something happening?

But if there is something, why doesn't Xiao Nan say it?

He and Xiao Nan are college classmates, he studied obstetrics and gynecology, and Xiao Nan studied dermatology.

The two have been together since their junior year, and now they are both thirty-two.

The relationship has been good for so many years.

Frowning, Shen Yan thought of what Jiang Ningning said during the day.

"Maybe your wedding won't go well, pay more attention, guard against people's hearts, keep money and keep safe."

The more I thought about it, the more unsteady I felt, tossing and turning, and finally Shen Yan picked up his mobile phone and sent Xiao Nan a WeChat message.

[Wife, you can tell me anything, I can face and share anything with you, we are all married, but we don't have anything to hide from each other. 】

WeChat was sent out, and Shen Yan stared at the screen.

The screen has been silent.

Xiao Nan did not reply, nor was she typing.

I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming

(End of chapter)