"You are blind."
Song Yiyi started cursing, and along with her three words was Cen Laoer's wailing.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”
In the blink of an eye, Song Yiyi heard a 'bang'.
Before she could see clearly what flew past, she saw Cen Laoer squatting down with his hands covering his head.
There was a loud bang.
A brick fell at Cen Laoer's feet.
Song Yiyi: “….”
Is this retribution?
She didn't see it clearly, but Cen Anguo, who was standing next to Cen Laoer, saw it clearly and his face turned ashen with anger.
"Cen Yue, are you crazy? He's your second brother, how could you hit him with a brick?"
The officers following Cen Anguo were silent.
They noticed that Cen Yue's face looked unwell and he must be sick.
Otherwise, how could he not even be able to stand up?
But the sister-in-law was scolded for speaking, so they dared not speak anymore.
But the political commissar is really powerful.
Cen Lao Er relied on the old man to show off his power.
As soon as he said that, the political commissar picked up a brick from the flower bed and started to smash his head.
If the political commissar's hand trembled even a little, the brick might fall on the old man.
Even his own father would beat him!
It's so scary.
Cen Yue clenched his fists that were shaking with pain, and a sneer appeared on the corners of his mouth.
"How dare he, an outsider, yell at my wife when she's talking?"
"Let him say it again."
Cen Yue's tone was very calm.
Cen Laoer, who was squatting on the ground, shuddered and even stopped humming unconsciously.
I dare not try it.
Try it and you will die.
Cen Yue is a madman!
Cen Anguo said angrily, "He is your second brother, not an outsider! Don't forget, I am your father. As long as I don't agree to her marrying into the family, she is not the daughter-in-law of the Cen family."
Cen Yue’s surname is Cen after all.
No matter who he marries, he must get his family’s consent!
Cen Yue smiled nonchalantly, "That's perfect. The surname Cen sounds so unpleasant. From now on, my children and I will have my wife's surname, and I will be the husband of the Song family."
Song Yiyi: “…”
Song Yue?
It’s not that bad to listen to.
But what about having a baby?
Who the hell is Song Jiafu?
Cen Yue wants to be a son-in-law?
That won’t work. She doesn’t have the money to pay the bride price.
"You rebellious son!"
Cen Anguo felt dizzy and took a deep breath to calm himself before saying, "If that's the case, don't even think about asking me to host a banquet for you."
"That's right, I didn't want to invite you."
Cen Yue's eyes were cold as he refuted his father's words, "Without you, my wedding banquet will be more perfect."
It seems that he had quarreled with Cen Anguo many times in the past.
Cen Anguo's breathing was heavy due to choking.
He didn't expect that Cen Yue actually planned to hold a banquet behind his back?
If he doesn't go then, everyone will know that their father-son relationship is in turmoil.
What good will this do for Cen Yue!
How stubborn!
Cen Yue didn't care what Cen Anguo was thinking. He pointed at Cen Lao Er lying on the ground and said, "Remember, take a detour when you see my wife next time."
It's obviously a normal tone.
However, Cen Lao Er heard a strong warning.
Thinking of what Cen Yue had done in the past, Cen Lao Er shuddered all over and hurriedly shrank behind Cen Anguo.
Song Yiyi really likes Cen Yue's protective look.
She smiled widely and glanced at the Cen father and son as if showing off.
Without waiting for their reaction.
Song Yiyi turned around to support Cen Yue, "Come on, slow down. Your stomach hurts so much, there's no need to bother with unimportant outsiders."
"Your own health is more important. Outsiders won't feel sorry for you."
She took her sarcasm to the extreme: "Sometimes, it doesn't matter if you have the same surname as someone else, you're family. It depends on who really cares about you."
"Tsk tsk, look at this little face, it's so pale, even I, your wife, want to cry just looking at it!"
"We're almost at the clinic. We don't have time to talk about love. Only those with dirty thoughts would think that way."
"Let's get treatment if we're sick~"
"Unlike some people, who don't treat their illnesses! Even if they do, they won't get better! A broken heart is incurable."
As Song Yiyi spoke, she put Cen Yue's arm on her shoulders.
Cen Yue stood up with the help of her strength.
The two of them walked forward on their own.
Several officers nearly bit off their lips, trying with all their might to stifle their laughter.
My sister-in-law is also awesome!
No one noticed that Cen Laoer's forehead was still bleeding.
Cen Anguo panted heavily, "Stop!"
Song Yiyi wanted to carry Cen Yue and run, and her back was full of joy.
No.
No, no, no!
As soon as they left.
Cen Lao Er started to cry, "Dad... wuwu... Dad, I told you that my younger brother hated you, look, he almost beat me to death! Dad... wuwu... It's all blood..."
Cen Anguo had a headache.
When they arrived at the clinic, the doctor on duty frowned after hearing Song Yiyi's description.
"This is an old problem for the political commissar. Help him lie down inside first. I'll arrange for an IV right away."
Cen Yue looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.
As soon as he lay down, he curled up.
The doctor poked his head into the inner room and shouted, "Sister-in-law, please cover the commander with a blanket. He's shivering all over."
Song Yiyi: "He's soaked all over."
Is it hot or cold?
"Touch his hand, it's definitely cold." The doctor on duty didn't even raise his head, his hands moving quickly.
Song Yiyi grabbed Cen Yue's hand and felt a chill run down her spine.
She thought about it, stood up, borrowed a basin from the clinic, took out her handkerchief, wet it, and wrung it dry.
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