Chapter 319: Are You Sure You Want to Marry Me?
Although she really didn't see any conflict between her mother and grandparents in the previous life, it doesn't mean that she won't in this life!
After all, there is one more reason for her in this life, which has led to many things changing, and she is very worried that Lu Qing and He Zhishu will also be emotionally blocked because of herself.
Wen Qingye looked at her, lowered his head and smiled.
"You don't seem to realize how clear she is."
"What do you mean?"
"She sees everything very thoroughly, simply put, she is sober, if she really decides to be with He Zhishu, then about his parents, if they still can't accept her, then she will choose to ignore it, in her opinion, those two people and she are strangers in the first place, and the marriage partner she chooses is He Zhishu instead of his parents, and she doesn't care about their thoughts and practices at all."
Wen Qingye's words woke up the person in the dream, and these words really made Song Lichu completely wake up.
"It makes sense, Sister Lu is such a sassy person, if she really wants to make a decision, she must have considered all her concerns clearly, and if you understand, does that mean that I don't have to worry about anything at all?"
"Well, you're frowning here, it's completely unfounded, it's better to wait for her to come back and then listen to the battle situation."
"Uh-huh."
Song Lichu, who was persuaded by Wen Qingye, suddenly felt refreshed and smooth, and there was no longer the feeling of being blocked by a stone just now, and the smile on his face was also shown again.
The person immediately threw himself into Wen Qingye's arms, and rubbed his head in his arms.
"Why are you so smart?"
Wen Qingye hugged her and couldn't cry or laugh.
"Everybody is like you, so do you want to live this day, huh?"
"Hahaha, that's what I said!"
Song Li first got into Wen Qingye's arms, laughed so much that the flowers and branches trembled, and wanted to open, and the mood was comfortable, and the descendants immediately became energetic again.
In the hospital, according to the agreement with He's mother, He's father only came to the ward once or twice a day for three meals a day.
Although he didn't like Lu Qing, because she had been taking care of her son, he was not the kind of unreasonable person, so he naturally brought her a meal.
thought that she would be stubborn and not eat, after all, in his opinion, Lu Qing's temper was more ruthless than him, and it was normal not to eat the food he bought.
As a result, when he handed it to Lu Qing, Lu Qing took it without hesitation, and then said lightly: "Thank you." β
Then he opened the lid of the food box and started eating, seemingly not caring if they were in the ward or not, and completely treating them as strangers.
Father He stood in place, watching her take the lunch box and eat it by herself, still a little confused.
Mother He seemed to be accustomed to it, and pulled his sleeve and asked him to sit on the side and talk to her son.
At this time, He Zhishu was half-lying on the bed, and he was also shocked by Lu Qing's actions, and he didn't react until his father sat down in front of him.
"How does it feel? Director Huo said that your wound has recovered quickly in the past two days......"
In the face of his son, a person like Father He, who is not very clingy to his children, always has a few twists.
He Zhishu was the same, and replied with a faint emotion: "Well, it's okay!" β
Father He nodded, wanting to speak but didn't know what to say, the two fathers and sons rarely made friends, and most of the time he was looking for Mother He.
Suddenly, sitting and chatting face-to-face, both of them were a little unnatural.
Mother He saw the embarrassment of the two fathers and sons, and hurriedly said to Father He: "You go and get a bottle of hot water for the child, the two water bottles should be empty." β
"Good!"
Father He got up, picked up the hot water bottle next to him and walked out.
After his father left, He Zhishu glanced at Lu Qing again, and found that this girl was eating leisurely, without any embarrassment at all.
For a while, he actually admired this girl's strong psychological quality.
Especially after hearing that she had such an argument with her parents before, she can still face her parents so calmly, and it is a bit fake to say that she doesn't admire her!
After Lu Qing finished eating, he put the lunch box aside, lowered his head and sniffed the collar, and couldn't help frowning, and then walked to He Zhishu's bedside.
"You rest first, I'll go back and take a shower and change my clothes."
As soon as He Zhishu heard that she was leaving, he sat up all of a sudden, quickly grabbed her with his big hands, tilted his head and opened a pair of innocent big eyes, and didn't speak, but obviously didn't want her to leave.
Afraid that she would never come back as soon as she left, he really couldn't stand it a second time.
Lu Qing glanced at him and clenched his hand, and sighed helplessly.
"How are you going to believe me?"
He Zhishu looked at her and still didn't speak, but the worry and loss in his eyes were self-evident.
Lu Qing, who really didn't want to be so consumed anymore, turned his head to Shanghe Mu with a complicated expression.
"Otherwise, you can avoid it for a while, and I'll talk to him."
He Mu's eyes glanced at the two of them for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, you talk." β
She didn't dare to say much at the moment, because she was afraid that she would anger her son and provoke him to open his wounds, and then even the Great Luo Immortal would not be able to save him.
After Mother He left the room, she came to the door, and at this time, Father He just came back from boiling water.
Seeing his wife sitting on a chair outside the door, he walked over quickly.
"How did you get out?"
Mother He sighed bitterly: "I'm afraid our son is really planted this time!" β
Father He was puzzled, glanced in through the glass, and found that his son's worthless appearance in front of Lu Qing immediately understood.
Pulled down his face, put the water bottle at his feet, and scolded: "Something that doesn't make a difference!" β
He mother was unhappy when she heard him scold her son.
"Saying that your son is not promising, as if you were very promising?"
"I'm not in the same situation as him!"
Father He's dead duck had a hard mouth, and Mother He rolled her eyes at him.
"How is it different? Back then, my parents didn't look down on you, saying that you were a poor boy who was poor and white, and wouldn't let me marry you, and you wanted to run to my house for 360 a year, what is the difference between you and this kid? β
Hearing that his daughter-in-law pulled out his old past and whipped the corpse again, Father He completely and honestly shut his mouth.
Looking over the old accounts, Father He will never be the opponent of Mother He.
In the ward, Lu Qing stood in front of the hospital bed, let him hold his hand, and asked, "Is it only when you get the certificate that you can feel at ease?" β
Hearing that Lu Qing said that he had obtained the certificate, He Zhishu's heart began to ripple again.
But this time he was not as obvious as before, after all, in his opinion, Lu Qing had already released his pigeon twice, maybe a third time, this time he had to be steady.
"If I say yes, will you go and get my certificate now? No, you're so sober! β
He Zhishu said with self-questioning, and Lu Qing looked at him for a while before speaking again.
"He Zhishu, if you want to think clearly, I'll go and get it from you, but what I want to tell you is that marriage is not child's play, after getting the certificate, you won't be as free as you are now, do you really want to get it?"
"Of course, from the moment I decided to pursue you, I thought very clearly, I must marry you, and I was ready to be a husband for a long time."
Lu Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at him, very surprised by what he said.
In her opinion, He Zhishu is like a child who has not grown up, sometimes he is very naΓ―ve in his words and actions, especially in front of her, she doesn't know whether to treat him as an adult or a child.