Chapter 348 He's About to Be Found
On the village's threshing ground.
A lively wedding is underway.
Bright red "double happiness" characters were pasted everywhere, and red ribbons fluttered in the wind, exuding a strong festive atmosphere.
The villagers gathered around, their faces beaming with joy, offering their sincerest blessings to the newlyweds.
Lin Xiaoqin was busy with everything, and she was a great contributor to the wedding, helping Ma Huwei and Qin Zhizhi to prepare for the wedding in an orderly manner.
Looking at the lively scene before her, she felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Not far away, Qin Zhizhi, dressed in a red wedding gown, was stunningly beautiful.
She grew up in Hong Kong and was educated in Western culture; this was her first time experiencing a Chinese wedding.
The bright red wedding dress made her look even more radiant.
Amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd, she walked step by step toward the horse guard.
As the young lady approached him, the guard's eyes instantly reddened. This usually tall, imposing man was now quite imposing.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and she cried like a child.
He held the young lady's hand tightly, his voice choked with emotion, and made a promise, "I swear, from now on I will cook a real eight dishes and a soup for the young lady every day, and I will not skimp on any meal!"
On the other side, Qin Zhizhi stroked her swollen belly, tears streaming down her face.
She looked at the groom opposite her, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "You still call me Miss? You should call me My Wife!"
The surrounding villagers burst into laughter.
At the bride's request, Tie Dan and Gang Pao each took a hollow bamboo stick and blew bubbles with soapy water, adding a touch of romance to the wedding.
Qin Jinshen had ordered Guard Ma to throw the two of them into the sea, but Guard Ma secretly had his men throw them far away, thus saving their lives.
Therefore, they were very grateful to the horse guard.
The two men egged the bride on to say a few words as well.
Qin Zhizhi wiped away her tears and smiled again, recalling all the little things they had shared over the years.
“Careless guy, actually, the first time I fell for you was when you made eight dishes and a soup with just one egg.”
"I admire your filial piety, and I admire that even when you are poor, you still think about giving your family the best sense of ceremony."
Guard Ma couldn't stand such sentimental words. He rushed over, hugged the young lady tightly, and cried so loudly it shook the heavens and earth, "From now on, I will cook eight different dishes and a soup for my wife every day!"
These words brought tears to the eyes of the villagers present.
Everyone was deeply moved by this simple yet sincere emotion.
Lin Xiaoqin was also deeply moved. She turned her head and glared at Qiao Hui, who was standing next to her like a block of wood, and scolded him, "Look at them, how romantic they are! And look at you, you don't understand romance at all!"
Qiao Hui pursed his lips, said nothing, but gently hugged his daughter in his arms and kissed her pink little face.
While Lin Xiaoqin was still grumbling and complaining, he suddenly leaned over and quickly kissed her on the cheek.
Lin Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, then blushed and closed her mouth contentedly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
The wedding was still in full swing, with laughter echoing through the village, adding a unique warmth and happiness to this ordinary little village.
Ling Huanwu looked at the two sweet and happy couples, her lips curving upwards but her eyes welling up with tears. She murmured softly, "Jiuzhen, you're the only one missing today..."
Song Panmei's smile froze, and the hand holding the box containing the gold ring, which had been hanging by her side, went back into her pocket...
At the height of the wedding, the laughter of the villagers suddenly stopped.
Ling Huanwu was puzzled and looked towards the intersection, where she saw someone she never expected.
Zhao Tingguo!
Inside the room, Ling Huanwu poured a glass of water and handed it to the elderly woman in front of her, who looked haggard and seemed to have aged ten years in a short time.
Zhao Tingguo took the water; steam swirled above the enamel cup.
He said he wanted to divorce Wang Guihua.
His tone was serious, with not a trace of joking.
Ling Huanwu was shocked.
When she first met Zhao Tingguo, she felt that he doted on his wife and was even somewhat afraid of Chu Mei.
I never expected him to ask for a divorce.
Zhao Tingguo's eyes were full of bitterness. "Your mother-in-law still doesn't think she's done anything wrong. She just says she's unlucky and blames all her misfortunes on others. She wants me to hit you every day so you can be punished. I really have no other choice."
Ling Huanwu was even more shocked.
She never expected Chu Mei to hate her to this extent.
Similarly, Ling Huanwu sighed, realizing that the two who were once so loving had actually come to this point.
When the outdoor wedding ended, Zhao Tingguo also visited his granddaughter.
Before leaving, he advised Ling Huanwu to accept reality, "Little Ling, Er Gou is dead, you should remarry as soon as possible!"
He also said that Song Panmei on the island was a good choice, good for Ling Huanwu and the child, and suggested that she consider him.
The implication is that if she stays with Song Panmei, Xiao Nianjiu won't suffer.
Ling Huanwu was filled with mixed emotions as she saw Zhao Tingguo off.
She didn't understand why everyone was advising her to give up waiting and accept Song Panmei.
At night, after Xiao Nianjiu and her triplets had all fallen asleep.
Ling Huanwu quietly got up and went to the seaside cemetery alone.
Moonlight spilled onto the cemetery, and all was silent.
Ling Huanwu looked at Wang Guihua's tombstone, lit an incense stick, and softly asked her, "Mother, can you protect Jiuzhen and the others from the other side? I miss him so much!"
She walked to Zhou Shuyao's tombstone again, lit an incense stick, and her voice was choked with sobs.
"Shuyao, I don't blame you anymore. Could you and Mother please show me the way, tell me in a dream where he is..."
The sea breeze blew gently, as if responding to her, or perhaps saying nothing at all.
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When Ling Huanwu returned to the crystal cave on the mountaintop after her fruitless search, her eyes were filled with disappointment and loneliness.
As soon as she returned to her family compound, her guard, Xiao Wang, came to ask her to go to the military base.
Military office.
Political Commissar Hao invited Ling Huanwu in, closed the door, and with a serious expression that carried a hint of inquiry and a desire to confront her, asked, "Comrade Ling, do you remember those ingredients that suddenly appeared in the army kitchen during the storm surge at the high-altitude camp?"
Ling Huanwu was stunned for a moment, her eyes wide open, shock written all over her face. She never expected that Political Commissar Hao would suddenly bring up this matter.
Seeing her reaction, Political Commissar Hao knew he had guessed correctly. He slowly said, "Back then, I noticed in private that every time you went to the kitchen, the originally empty earthenware jar would be inexplicably filled with ingredients."
"I've never been able to figure out how you could conjure those things out of thin air, but I know it must be a miracle. Just like how Jiu Zhen and the others mysteriously disappeared into the crystal cave, it simply doesn't make sense."
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