Wen Qingye roughly told Song Lichu about his inner thoughts, and Song Lichou, who listened to his words, was silent on the spot.

Thinking that she was still interceding with Caixia just now, now Wen Qingye was going to surprise her, and asked herself if there was a good way, and the sour water in her heart went straight up.

But the other party had already asked, and she couldn't go back on her word, so she could only take a breath to herself.

"You can ...... buy flowers, set off fireworks, prepare gifts, etc."

Wen Qingye frowned slightly after hearing this, probably because he was inexperienced, and he heard it a little foggy.

"Can you elaborate on that?"

Song Lichu really wanted to give him a roll of his eyes, and he chased his girlfriend and asked his wife, didn't he really think it was too much?

In order to help Wen Qingye, Song Lichu could only endure the sourness in his heart and talked to him carefully.

However, due to the shortage of materials in this era, there are really few flower shops except firecrackers, and even if there are, most of them are fake flowers, the kind used to decorate the home.

There are very few flower shops that sell that kind of flowers, and there may be a few of them in the town, but it is really difficult to find a small place like this.

However, there are no flower shops, but there are a lot of wildflowers, and people with a little eyesight can also get a beautiful bouquet of flowers on the side of the road if you do it casually!

Since Wen Qingye was inexperienced, when picking flowers, he had to pull Song Lichu to help.

Song Lichu scolded in his heart, pouting and never giving him a good face.

Wen Qingye didn't know if he didn't see it, or if he deliberately turned a blind eye, until the two of them finished picking, he didn't take the initiative to say that Song Lichu stopped.

Song Lichu, who put the picked flowers aside, stuck his waist and said: "The flowers are picked, you have to choose and pack them yourself to have sincerity, I will demonstrate it directly." ”

After speaking, Song Lichu took a picture of kraft paper and rope, and after choosing some casually, he didn't do it after teaching him the process.

Fortunately, Wen Qingye's comprehension ability is strong, and he can basically read it once.

"Yes, if yes, I'm going back to rest!"

Wen Qingye looked down at the bundle of flowers, and didn't raise his head: "Okay, it's hard work, go back!" ”

Song Lichu pouted, staring at this stinky man for a long time, seeing that he was looking down on how to look better, and he didn't even mean to send her, so he was so angry that he really turned around and went back.

After eight o'clock in the evening, Song Lichu sat in the courtyard to enjoy the shade, but he still didn't see him come back, and he was a little worried.

I was thinking about whether to go over and have a look, but I saw and heard that Qingye came back in the dust.

When he saw her in the yard, he immediately walked over: "Lichu, can you go and help me take a look again?" It seems that there are some places that can't be handled well! ”

Song Lichu pursed her lips, do you want to be so attentive, I don't know, I think you proposed!

Hmph, dog man, it's really fast enough to empathize and don't fall in love!

Song Lichu scolded in his heart, but he didn't dare, so he could only nod, and then let him lead him out.

When she was led by Wen Qingye to a river, Song Lichu looked at the starlight in the river and was a little confused.

"You want me to come over and do it for you......"

Before the words fell, he turned around and couldn't see Wen Qingye's shadow, and at that moment Song Lichu suddenly became a little nervous.

"Smell the wilderness, smell the wilderness......"

What the hell is this guy doing? It can't be some kind of prank, right?

The more Song Lichu thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was just about to turn around and leave, when suddenly there was a sound of smoke in front of him.

She looked up in surprise and saw beautiful fireworks like stars in the Milky Way, gorgeous and moving.

Bursts of fireworks lit up the entire river, and the cheers of many children can be heard in the distance, which can only be seen during the Chinese New Year, which makes the children particularly excited.

Before Song Lichu's mind could turn, he heard Wen Qingye's voice coming from behind him again.

"Pear ......"

She instinctively turned around, and when she saw Wen Qingye walking towards her with a bouquet of gorgeous flowers, her heart seemed to stop at that moment.

Looking at him walking towards her little by little, she suddenly felt an indescribable emotion at that moment.

Obviously, she taught him these tricks, but when he used them on herself, she still felt extremely moved and happy.

When he stood in front of her, Song Lichu didn't dare to speak at all.

She was afraid that he would say that this was just a rehearsal for his next confession, and she would still be unable to help but feel lost.

Wen Qingye, who was standing in front of her, had the bright light of fireworks not far away reflected on his face, and the whole person was like being in a fairy tale world.

Coupled with his tall body and tough and handsome appearance, it is difficult for girls not to be moved in this atmosphere.

"Here you go!"

Song Lichu looked at the bouquet of flowers he handed over, and didn't dare to stretch out her hand for a long time, she really didn't understand what he was doing this for?

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Qingye lowered his head and smiled, his eyes mixed with complicated emotions: "Happy third wedding anniversary!" ”

Hearing the words happy marriage, Song Lichu glared at the boss, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

They have been married for more than two years, and he has never taken the initiative to celebrate their wedding anniversary, and the most important thing is that in this era, no one will engage in such a vain thing, thinking that it is a waste of money.

But this time he not only did it, but also seemed to have made a bloody investment.

Song Lichu's hands trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to reach out and take the bouquet of flowers.

She always felt that she was not qualified to take it, she was bent on pushing him to others, but he still wanted the wedding anniversary of the two, which made her have the face to accept his love.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Wen Qingye simply took the initiative to take her hand and put the bouquet into her arms.

Then he took out the necklace he had asked her to buy for help from his pocket.

And the ring that Wen Qingye personally wore was lying in her pocket at the moment.

The moment Song Lichu saw him take out the necklace, he froze in place, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Wen Qingye, who was holding the necklace in his hand, unconsciously fell on Song Lichu's empty fingers, saying that it was fake not to lose.

He always wanted to trap her in his own way, and now that he thought about it, it seemed really wrong.

Probably aware of Wen Qingye's gaze, Song Lichu couldn't wait to hide his hand under the ground on the spot to prevent him from seeing it.

Especially when he saw the loss in his eyes, it felt like someone was holding a needle and pricking her one by one, and it hurt so much that she couldn't speak.

As soon as she wanted to explain, she heard Wen Qingye say, "Do you need me to help you put it on?" ”

She just looked at Wen Qingye, and when it came to her mouth, she didn't know what to say, so she could only hold back her tears and nodded.

"Good!"

With her consent, Wen Qingye held the ends of the necklace with both hands, and approached her little by little, until the breath slowly hit her neck, and the necklace was put on for her, and she retreated back to its original position.

Touching the necklace he gave with his right hand, the guilt in Song Li's heart deepened even more.

She never thought that Wen Qingye's love for the original owner had reached this point, how could she mention the word divorce?