When Lu Zhiye and Wen Sihe stepped into Mr. Lu's house, Mr. Lu was wiping something in his hands with a cloth. When he saw the two people coming, he waved quickly.
When Lu Zhiye walked closer and took a look, he was shocked to find that what Mr. Lu San was holding in his hand was a tablet.
Master Lu placed the three tablets neatly on the table, and found six incense sticks from the inner room that had been there for who knows how long.
With tears in his eyes, he said to Lu Zhiye: "Xiao Ye, these tablets were carved in advance by your grandfather before he died.
My elder brother gave this to me before he left, and now I have successfully completed the task."
Lu Zhiye's eyes were sore. In his previous life, Mr. Lu San did not give him the tablets of his grandparents.
He didn't even know about it until his death.
"Xiao Ye, your grandfather said that after you get married, you can just burn some incense for them. He was afraid, afraid... that something bad would happen if he left these things with you. He was afraid that you would not be able to settle down. Now they can feel relieved."
With trembling hands, Lu Zhiye picked up the matches in his pocket and lit the incense, then kowtowed several times towards the three tablets.
Wen Sihe followed his example and kowtowed.
When the incense burned out, Lu Zhiye said to Third Master Lu: "Third Master, give these to me."
Mr. Lu San warned him repeatedly, "Don't show it in public, understand?"
Lu Zhiye nodded, carefully wrapped the tablet with black cloth, and put it into the backpack.
The two of them had dinner at Mr. Lu's house before leaving. Wen Sihe looked at the silent Lu Zhiye and shook his arm: "Grandpa and grandma really think a lot about you.
If they saw that you had married such a lovely young wife, they would be overjoyed. "
Lu Zhiye used the moonlight to see the self-boasting expression of the little woman in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh.
He reached out and pinched her upturned nose: "You really know how to praise yourself."
"Huh, am I wrong? It can be sweet or salty. You have earned this blessing in eight lifetimes."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
The two of them ran home laughing and playing all the way. While Wen Sihe was washing up, Lu Zhiye took the opportunity to put all the tablets into the space.
After washing up, Wen Sihe was still wearing a red dress, her hair was slightly wet, and the slightly delicate makeup on her face had been washed off, making her skin look even whiter than snow.
Lu Zhiye's throat rolled, and he put his big hands around her waist and was about to kiss her. Wen Sihe covered his mouth and said disdainfully: "Go brush your teeth and wash up, you stink of alcohol."
"Even if I'm drunk, I'm still your man. How dare you look down on me? I think you deserve a beating!"
Lu Zhiye picked up Wen Sihe by the waist and threw her on the bed. The red candle flickered, and the shadows of the two were clearly imprinted on the wall.
Lu Zhiye had taken off his coat, revealing his strong muscles underneath his snow-white shirt, with several buttons unbuttoned. Wen Sihe couldn't help swallowing when she saw it.
The thin lips with a slight smell of alcohol conquered the city and caused Wen Sihe to tremble.
Her red lips were slightly parted, her almond eyes were slightly narrowed, and her face was full of lust.
Just when Lu Zhiye reached out to unbutton her red skirt.
Wen Sihe grabbed his little hand and whispered something in his ear.
Lu Zhiye's eyes widened slightly, and he felt that his already dry throat became even tighter.
A little moonlight shone through the window, and finally shyly hid in the dark clouds.
The bold Wen Sihe, the fiery red skirt makes her look even more beautiful.
She picked up a red silk scarf beside her and tied her big hands. With her eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting, she imitated Lu Zhiye and walked down.
The knotted buttons were undone by slender jade fingers, revealing faint red plum blossoms.
Lu Zhiye's voice was low, which made Wen Sihe's heart tremble.
The behavior became more bold.
The crackling sound of the red candle, accompanied by the man's heavy breathing and the woman's gentle moan, formed a perfect nocturne.
The candlelight flickered for most of the night. Lu Zhiye looked at Wen Sihe, who was already tired and sleepy, and felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
His fingers gently stroked Wen Sihe's fair cheeks. The person in his arms seemed to be uncomfortable with the friction, and she twisted in his arms with a delicate sound.
Lu Zhiye's eyes dimmed, he reached out, pinched her chin and kissed her.
Wen Sihe's voice was filled with the cry of a cat: "No, it hurts."
She half closed her eyes and punched Lu Zhiye's shoulder accusingly.
But Lu Zhiye looked at Xiaoye under him and said in a low voice: "Be good, open your mouth."
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The next morning, Lu Zhiye got up in high spirits, heated up two big meat buns and two eggs for Wen Sihe, and cooked a bowl of white rice porridge and placed it on the bedside.
"I've already asked for leave for you today. I'm going to work. Don't forget to get up and eat later."
Wen Sihe was so sleepy at the moment that she had no way of hearing what he said. She responded vaguely in a state of half-asleep and half-awake state.
Lu Zhiye went to work in high spirits, and several young men in the village who had just gotten married looked at him frequently.
Lu Yong ran over as if he had seen a new world, and there was disbelief in his voice: "Brother Ye, what's going on? Are you not capable?"
Lu Zhiye's face darkened, and he kicked him on the butt: "You can't do it, and neither can your whole family!"
Captain Lu, who had just arrived, heard these words.
Captain Lu: I can do it, I can do it very well!!!
He coughed lightly and said to Lu Zhiye, "Lu Zhiye, this is the new educated youth. I heard that he and Wen Zhiqing are brother and sister. Then I will hand him over to you and teach him a lesson."
"Come here!" Captain Lu turned around and yelled at Lu Yong.
Lu Yong shrank his neck, pouted and followed Captain Lu.
Fang Shijie hugged Lu Zhiye in a brotherly hug. He woke up from his drunken stupor in the middle of the night yesterday and sat on the bed thinking for a long time.
He felt that he should not get involved in this mess. This kid Lu Zhiye would be dealt with by his elder brother-in-law.
Looking at Sister He He's attitude, if I were to step forward and be annoying, I would end up being disrespected by both sides.
Isn't it enough for me to help Brother Ze and watch out for Lu Zhiye from bullying He He? This can also be considered as completing the task.
"Alas, why didn't I see Qin Zhiping this time?"
Fang Shijie spent most of the day looking among the people at the educated youth site, but he didn't find the boiled chicken.
Lu Zhiye shrugged: "He's married, so of course he can't live in the educated youth camp anymore."
Fang Shijie exclaimed, and quickly asked Lu Zhiye where Qin Zhiping was working.
This little bastard, sister He He was so good to him before, and he actually got married just like that?
Suddenly Fang Shijie stopped and his eyes widened: Sister He He, didn't you marry Lu Zhiye just to piss off Qin Zhiping?
Fang Shijie immediately looked at Lu Zhiye, who was working hard, with sympathy.
It seems that he was wrong before. It turns out that this guy is also a tool.
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