"Big sister, bring me my red coat!"
The fragile voice that I had in mind was replaced by a cold and pleasant voice.
The little baby with a dirty face, tears in his eyes and two pigtails has turned into the exquisite and beautiful Jiang Zao.
Jiang Xing swallowed hard.
Looking back over the past twenty years or so, she seemed... no, not just her, but the whole family, no one was particularly nice to the third child.
She gave the red coat to Jiang Zao.
Xiao Shui was worried that Jiang Zao would feel cold wearing her wedding dress alone, so he asked someone to buy her a long red cashmere coat from Beijing. It was a hot commodity over there, and I heard that the coat cost over three hundred yuan...
Amazing price!
Three hundred yuan, if you save it, is enough for someone to get married.
It's roughly equivalent to Jiang Zao marrying a bachelor.
No matter what, ginger and jujube are lucky.
Wearing a red coat on a daily basis is ostentatious and a capitalist style, but there is nothing wrong with wearing it for one day at a wedding.
Jiang Zao had just put on his coat when firecrackers were set off outside, exploding with a crackling sound.
Xiao Shuisheng came in, wearing a black suit and a red tie.
A group of friends from the research institute followed behind him, and the one who followed him closest was Cheng Shang.
Tao Yanqiu and Chang Sanxi were stopping them outside. Xiao Shuisheng took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket and gave them to Cheng Shang, who was responsible for distributing the red envelopes. Xiao Shuisheng rushed into Jiang Zao's house amid cheers and celebrations.
Men and women are strictly separated, so he rarely comes to Jiang Zao's room.
He knew that Zao'er's house was small and she had to squeeze in with her sister.
Xiao Shuisheng walked to the door, adjusted his collar, and tugged at the hem of his clothes before coming in.
The man was wearing a black suit, which made him look smart, elegant and handsome. Looking closely, his hands in his pockets were trembling slightly, and his deep eyes were filled with tears.
"Zao'er."
His dates.
it's beautiful.
Xue Jiajia and Jiang Xing tacitly stepped aside.
Xiao Shuisheng walked towards Jiang Zao with firm steps.
If you ask Jiang Zao what is the dream she has most often, it must be that she dreams of Xiao Shuisheng coming to marry her.
In her previous life, when Jiang Shan brought her four sons to her bedside to show off what she had done, she was so angry that she vomited blood. No one knew how many times she had dreamed of her wedding with Xiao Shuisheng during the days when she was sent down and seriously ill.
Seeing him again in her dying struggle, both knew that death was half between them.
During those last few days, Jiang Zao was happy and sad to have his company. She hated the fact that time passed so quickly. She had to sleep most of the day and only had a few hours of wakefulness to spend with him.
Jiang Zao's eyes contained too many things that Xiao Shuisheng could not understand.
He didn't want to delve into it, fearing that asking too much would bring more sadness to Jiang Zao.
The tall and handsome man walked behind Jiang Zao, put his hands on his shoulders, leaned over, and looked up at the door: "Come in."
Just when Jiang Zao was at a loss as to what to do.
The master from the largest state-owned photo studio in the county came in with a big-headed camera, adjusted the angle, and pressed the shutter button for Jiang Zao and Xiao Shuisheng.
There was a click.
As the white smoke rolled, Jiang Zao's surprised expression and Xiao Shuisheng's look of looking down at his wife affectionately were frozen in time.
The master took a few more pictures before leaving.
Things from her past life, her worries, and her anxieties slowly faded from Jiang Zao's mind. She grabbed Xiao Shuisheng's wrist and asked, "Why did you find someone to take the photo?"
Xiao Shuisheng smiled without saying anything, took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Xing: "Sister, where are Zao'er's shoes?"
According to the custom in Lin'an County, the bride's shoes are hidden during the wedding, and the bride can only be taken away after they are found.
Seeing the red envelope, Jiang Xing rubbed her hands on her clothes, her teeth showing. "I put it on her bedside. I asked her to hide it on the cabinet but she refused because she was afraid you wouldn't find it."
Jiang Zao's little thoughts were exposed, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.
Xiao Shuisheng smiled dotingly, took out Jiang Zao's shoes from the bedside, knelt on one knee, held Jiang Zao's ankle and helped her put them on.
After putting on the clothes, Xiao Shuisheng carried Jiang Zao away in his arms like a princess.
Get married!
Xiao Shuisheng's scorching breath tightly wrapped around Jiang Zao.
Jiang Zao was so nervous that his whole body was tense.
She was still struggling with the question she had just asked: "Speak up, why did you ask someone to come over and take pictures just now?"
The smile on Xiao Shuisheng's lips had a hint of distress.
"I want to record what Zao'er looks like at different ages."
Jiang Zao instantly understood why he did this.
One day, Xiao Shuisheng came to her house to look at the photo album. Among the few photos, most of them were of Jiang Jun and Jiang Ming, and there was not a single one of hers.
Xiao Shuisheng's expression at that time was even more distressed than it is now.
So...
He always remembers it.
Tears rolled down her cheeks for some reason, and Jiang Zao leaned on Xiao Shuisheng's shoulder, crying bitterly.
"Xiao Shuisheng... Xiao Shuisheng..."
"I hate you."
I hate that you remember everything and care about everything.
She had obviously long been accustomed to being ignored and deceived, and was used to building high walls to isolate everyone.
Why, why does he do everything perfectly.
Xiao Shuisheng frowned and said bitterly, "It's okay, I like you."
Although many people don't care about you or don't pay attention to you.
As long as he likes it...that's enough.
Jiang Zao's crying became louder and louder, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in the past twenty years before she would feel satisfied.
Liu Chunhua slapped her thigh and shouted to her relatives and neighbors: "My third child can't bear to leave home!!!"
The married girl cried bitterly.
Prove what?
It proves that my daughter can’t bear to leave her parents’ home!
Liu Chunjia blinked his eyes, squeezed out two tears, and chased after him.
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