"Am I wrong? Dating without the intention of getting married is just hooliganism.
Let me think about it, maybe Captain Wen is being a hooligan...?"
The more Ningxia saw him like this, the more she wanted to tease him.
Wen Shize's body became more and more stiff, and he quickly said: "Absolutely not, I really want to spend the rest of my life with Comrade Ningxia."
He said it so seriously that Ningxia, who was smiling happily, paused.
Looking at the man's dark eyes staring at her without blinking, as if they were carrying thousands of stars, Ningxia felt a sense of happiness from the bottom of her heart.
It's really not bad to have someone care about you wholeheartedly and have his heart and eyes filled with you.
Driven by impulse, Ningxia suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Wen Shize on the lips.
Wen Shize's eyes widened suddenly, and when the warmth on his lips left, he subconsciously licked his lips.
His eyes darkened, and the next second, he raised his hands, put his arms around Ningxia's waist, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Men are generally self-taught when it comes to kissing, from being awkward at the beginning to feeling unsatisfied later on.
After a long time, the two separated breathlessly.
There is an ambiguous silver thread between the lips and teeth.
Ningxia's face turned red. She had only talked nonsense before, but where was the real kiss?
The cold wind was howling, it was cold outside and hot inside, it was like a world of ice and fire.
Wen Shize took the initiative to hold the little girl's hand and pulled her to the other side.
“My parents’ situation is special, and I can only do my best to take care of them.
But many times, due to my identity, I am helpless. "
His tone was low when he said this, causing Ningxia to unconsciously clench his fingers.
Wen Shize collected his thoughts, not knowing whether he was comforting Ningxia or himself: "Recently, there has been a lot of activity in Beijing.
Many people have been rehabilitated and returned to the city, and my parents lived their lives with dignity.
I believe that it won’t be long before the higher-ups will clear their name.”
Ningxia nodded heavily: "I believe it will happen too."
When they were almost at the sheepfold, Wen Shize turned around and looked at Ningxia intently: "My parents are over there, are you really ready to meet them?"
Ningxia was also a little nervous. She had received foreign education since she was a child. She had heard from the director before that Wen Shize's mother was a teacher.
Everyone has a natural fear of teachers, and Ningxia was afraid that she might do something wrong and upset others.
Wen Shize also noticed her hesitation and rubbed her head with his rough hands: "If you are not ready, let's go back.
Anyway, there is still a lot of time, so there is no need to rush now."
Ningxia quickly grabbed his arm: "I want to go see him. Wait for me to calm down..."
She took a deep breath for a long time, adjusted her smile again and again, tugged at her clothes, and touched her hair.
He said to Wen Shize: "Take a look at my hair, is it messy?
Is there anything on your face? Are your clothes straight?"
A series of questions made Wen Shize laugh.
Looking at the hair on Ningxia's head that had been messed up by him, he coughed lightly and pretended to tidy it up casually.
He looked her up and down for a few more times before saying, "Very beautiful!"
Ningxia's face turned red with shame and she punched him with her pink fist, but it was just like tickling Wen Shize.
Wen Shize grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the cowshed.
In the cowshed, Wen Wangqiu was so shocked by the news about his son that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
Meng Yuqing was somewhat helpless, and stretched out her leg to kick him: "Stop moving, you're making me very upset."
Wen Wangqiu shrank back in grievance. After a long while, he sighed and sat up: "I'm going to the toilet."
Meng Yuqing turned his back to him and responded without turning his head.
While his wife wasn't noticing him, Wen Wangqiu quietly took out a small cloth bag from under his bed.
He tiptoed out.
As a couple for so many years, Meng Yuqing must know what he is going to do.
Shaking her head helplessly, she felt very annoyed and just let him be.
Wen Wangqiu sat outside the cowshed and picked up a newspaper to roll some tobacco leaves.
He lit a match and started smoking when suddenly someone patted him from behind.
It was late at night and he was frightened.
Turning around, it was the madman.
Wen Wangqiu rolled his eyes and said, "What are you doing out here at night?"
The madman reached for the cloth bag in his hand and said, "Give me one too."
The two men sat in front of the cowshed, puffing cigarettes. Wen Wangqiu blinked in the smoke.
I saw a man and a woman approaching not far away and thought I was seeing things.
The madman raised his hand and pushed him: "Why is there someone coming over there?"
Wen Wangqiu then realized that it was not his illusion. He raised his hand to wave away the smoke in front of him and looked carefully.
Isn’t that tall and stupid guy his own son?
Oh my goodness, Wen Wangqiu didn’t even have time to smoke his precious cigarette.
Has his son, the wooden stick, come to his senses?
He actually dared to take the initiative to hold the girl's hand. Oh my God, this is shocking news.
He stuffed his unfinished cigarette into the madman's hand and said, "Brother, you go back first."
The madman also realized that the person in front of him might have some connection with Wen Wangqiu. Without saying anything more, he held a cigarette in one hand and walked quickly towards his room.
Before I entered the house, I ran into Meng Yuqing walking out from next door.
Meng Yuqing's eyes fell on his hands.
The madman subconsciously put his hands behind his back and laughed awkwardly: "I'm a heavy smoker..."
The corners of Meng Yuqing's mouth twitched speechlessly. This was not the way to provide cover.
The madman no longer paid attention to what Meng Yuqing said and ran into his house.
Wen Wangqiu stood on tiptoe to look outside, but before he could see the girl's face clearly, his ears were pulled up.
Meng Yuqing lowered his voice and said, "You've been outside for about ten minutes. Have you finished your two cigarettes?"
Wen Wangqiu was so excited that he grimaced. He quickly patted his wife's hand and said, "No, no, I was looking over there..."
He quickly pointed in the direction Wen Shize was coming from.
Meng Yuqing loosened his hand and looked over there.
When she saw that it was her own son, she was a little surprised.
When Meng Yuqing saw the little girl following closely behind his son, his heart began to pound.
He quickly pulled Wen Wangqiu into the house.
Wen Wangqiu was a little puzzled: "What's going on? Aren't we going to welcome them?"
Logically speaking, this is the little girl's first visit to their home. Even under the circumstances, they as parents can't just turn around and leave, right?
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