Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Song Dangdang's wedding was held in a grand manner and received blessings from many people.

Their days are even more happy and ordinary.

Song Dangdang is not very professional, she will give herself time to rest after filming a movie, so that she can spend a lot of time with Yang Zhengyi.

She suffered a lot of grievances in the first half of her life, but for the rest of her life, she was very happy.

To have him, she will have no regrets in this life.

Song Lin did not hold a funeral for Song Jiao, but went abroad with her ashes and buried her beside her father.

For more than ten years, he has always regarded Song Jiao as his own daughter, and even treated her better than Dangdang, but he didn't expect to let her raise him badly.

Now, the only thing he can do is to let her return to her roots.

Kneeling in front of the teacher's tombstone, Song Lin kowtowed three times: "Teacher, it was my doting that spoiled Jiaojiao. I am sorry for your entrustment."

He knelt in front of the mentor's tombstone for a long time, and he got up and left when he knew that the sky was overcast and rainstorm began.

When leaving, Song Lin glanced at the tombstone next to him, and left a last sentence.

"Chen Jiao, be a good person in the next life."

Walking out of the cemetery, Song Lin saw Jiang Li standing not far away.

Holding an umbrella in her right hand, she walked slowly in front of him, and said softly, "Ah Lin, I'll take you home."

This sentence directly defeated Song Lin.

Song Lin hugged Jiang Li tightly with both hands, leaning his chin on her shoulder: "A Li, it's good to have you."

In his life, he has done too many wrong things and taken too many detours.

But fortunately, she was always by his side. In the future, he just wanted to spend the rest of his life slowly with her.

It was raining heavily, but when the two of them huddled together, they felt only warmth.

In a blink of an eye, it is the New Year again.

This year the whole family is going to celebrate the New Year in the old house.

Six months ago, Song Zhishu left, and she walked peacefully without suffering any pain.

He was 90 years old.

Shen Yanqing also became much older because of the death of her lover.

Ye Shen comforted softly, but the effect was minimal.

Although they met in the middle age, they have been with each other for more than ten years, and this relationship cannot be persuaded by anything here.

As children, they also feel sorry for their mother's death, but people will die, no matter how uncomfortable they feel, they still have to hold a funeral for their mother.

They knelt before the coffin and kept vigil.

In the middle of the night, when Ye Shen came to the room to serve hot soup, he found that Shen Yanqing had also left.

When her scream sounded, Song Cheng and others hurried into the room.

Seeing the scene in the room, everyone fell silent, and finally knelt down quietly.

Uncle Shen finally followed Song Zhishu.
The two of them finally complied with that sentence and died together.

At the request of their mother during their lifetime, the funeral of the two was held in a low-key manner.

In this regard, their sons and daughters also followed suit.

The death of their mother also dealt a blow to them, but life must continue in the end.

Half a year later, they also slowly came out.

Today is the New Year, and it is also a good day for family reunion.

Early in the morning, the old house was filled with the laughter of children and adults.

Song Dangdang also gave birth to a child, a lively and lovely little girl. Yang Zheng was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, and would show off to Song Zhi'an from time to time.

Although Song Zhian was envious in his heart, he didn't want her to be pregnant.

After all, a woman's childbirth is half a foot into the gate of hell, and he doesn't want to lose his wife because of the child.

Song Dangdang sat on the sofa, watching Yang Zheng holding his daughter and showing off, feeling extremely helpless.

This man, except for working hours, spends the rest of his time watching his daughter giggle.

It is said that the daughter is the father's little lover, now it seems that this is true!

At this time, lunch is cooking.

The whole family walked to the restaurant with smiles on their faces.

They had a great time eating this meal.

In the evening, Song Zhiyi came out to set off fireworks.

She liked being a firework when she was young, and she still likes it now.

It hasn't changed in decades.

Watching the fireworks blooming in the sky, her little face was full of smiles.

Just when she was having fun, a coat was added to her shoulders.

Song Zhiyi turned his head to look, and saw Song Zhian standing behind him.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on her face: "Why are you here? Didn't Zheng Yi call you to play mahjong just now?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi'an's mouth curled slightly, and he hugged her in his arms, and said in a doting tone: "Wife is not as important as playing mahjong."

The moment the voice fell, the sky once again burst into fireworks.

The two stood in place and looked up at the fireworks for a long time.

After the fireworks were over, Song Zhiyi said softly again: "Zhi'an, do you still remember the night we confirmed our relationship, the sky was also full of fireworks?"

After the words fell, Song Zhiyi thought about the two people moving forward in his mind.

Those scenes were constantly reflected in her mind.

"Remember, I still remember going to the university to be your instructor, and I also remember that when we quarreled and reconciled, I will remember everything that happened between you and me, and I dare not forget."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyi raised her eyes to meet his doting eyes.

When she was a child, she was sick and hospitalized, and he was always by her side.

When she was in junior high school, her grades were not good, and he was the one who tutored her. He wrote the piles of notes himself.

When he was in high school, he went to the army for training, but he still missed her and would call her every week.

At that time, she didn't understand these love affairs, she just thought it was the relationship between brother and sister.

But as time passed, she realized that his affection for him had already surpassed that of siblings.

He has been by her side from childhood to adulthood.

For the rest of her life, she also hoped that he could stay with her for a longer time.

a little longer.
At that time the breeze blew, Song Zhiyi gathered his coat, and then the two left the old house hand in hand.

"Zhi'an, I want to eat a small cake, can you make it for me when you go back?"

"it is good."

"Also, I still want to eat the fruit you peeled. Can you go back and help me fix it?"

"it is good."

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On the balcony on the second floor.

When Ye Shen saw how loving his children were, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In this life, she is worth it!

Gathering the shawl on his body, Ye Shen turned to look at the man on the sofa, and said softly, "My husband, I want a hug."

Seeing this, Song Cheng slightly hooked his thin lips, then took off his eyes on the bridge of his nose, got up and walked in front of her: "Okay, then I'll hug my baby."

Leaning in his arms, Ye Shen listened to his strong and powerful heartbeat, his brows and eyes were full of happiness.

Such a good life.

If possible, she will meet him in the next life and be with him for a long time.

There is no doubt about love.