Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

The fireworks outside the window slowly rose into the air, and countless dazzling fireworks exploded with a "bang". Song Weiwei sent a message to Li Baihan amidst the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

"Happy New Year!"

The next second, the video call popped up, and the phone vibrated endlessly in the palm of her hand. Song Weiwei stared at the video for a moment before connecting.

The black screen jumped, the camera flickered, and a head filled the entire phone screen.

Song Weiwei squinted and saw that the man was wearing a black silk nightgown with a wide open neckline, revealing a piece of snow-white skin, with a few ambiguous fingernail marks on his skin, which was so openly exposed.

Song Weiwei stared at those marks, remembering the night before she left at sea, when she was bullied wantonly by a man on the window string, her ears turned red quietly.

She coughed lightly, swallowed, but couldn't stop her dry mouth.

She thought, no matter how cold-hearted she is, and how bullying he is when she meets him, it will be difficult for her not to be completely heartbroken.

As the camera zoomed up, the man's superior Adam's apple and chin entered the mirror one by one, as if they were tracing, a handsome face was slowly revealed in front of Song Weiwei.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Facing the man's dark and deep gaze, there was a bit of playfulness in his eyes, and the slightly hoarse voice came through the radio waves, which was even more magnetic, deep and sultry.

"doing what?"

The sound of "cracking" inside and outside the video is endless, Song Weiwei switched the camera to face out of the window, "Chenchen and my brother are setting off fireworks downstairs, and I am watching from the window."

The smell of smoke and gunpowder wafted from the nose, and Song Chenchen's cheers came from downstairs. She opened the window, and the chill rushed in first, followed by the lively sound of firecrackers and playing.

Li Baihan vaguely saw the scene downstairs through the camera, Song Yuanzhuo was standing beside Song Chenchen in a black coat, and Song Chenchen was wearing a red down jacket, looking eagerly at Song Yuanzhuo giving him a fairy stick.

And Song Yuheng and another strange man stood aside and watched. The three of them looked somewhat similar, and it was rare that they were all top-notch handsome guys.

He said, "Are you upstairs alone?"

Song Weiwei didn't switch the camera back, she was lying in front of the window, with a strong smell of smoke and gunpowder lingering in her nose, the noise outside was extremely lively.

"Well, I watch them play."

Li Baihan remembered that Song Weiwei was not like this. She liked to be lively and would stay with them during the Chinese New Year. At that time, Grandpa bought a lot of fireworks for them to play with.

It's just that he was already an adult and the eldest grandson at that time, and he always liked to stand outside the crowd and watch them play.

A dozen and a half children were chasing each other with fireworks sticks in the yard, having a great time playing, their cheeks flushed in the cold weather, and they were so excited.

At that time, he would think that such a rambunctiousness is really too old for a dog. In the blink of an eye, eight or nine years have passed, and the girl who likes to laugh and playful has become calm and quiet, and he wants to see her laugh wantonly again.

"I'll buy you a carload of fireworks next year, so enjoy it, I won't make fun of you, okay?" Li Baihan coaxed.

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips slightly, watching the fireworks in mid-air disappear and turn into white smoke, she said softly: "I don't like fireworks, their life is too short, and the beauty is just a moment."

Li Baihan couldn't see her expression, but he could guess what her expression was after hearing her say that, his heart twitched, and he changed the subject without a trace.

"Are you happy to go home with your family?"

Song Weiwei felt that it was too noisy outside, and coupled with the cold air rushing in, she opened her mouth, and the hot air she exhaled condensed into white mist. She closed the window and walked into the room.

Li Baihan watched the camera move, and she returned to the room. The bedroom is very girlish, with a princess bed in the middle, and the pink bed curtain hangs down from the ceiling, which is very dreamy.

Judging from the layout of the room, it can be seen that the Song family is very attentive and likes her very much.

Song Weiwei's voice came from the phone, "Well, I'm very happy."

"Then did you miss me?" Hearing this, Li Baihan felt inexplicably disgusted. He knew that his mentality was wrong, but he still couldn't help but feel sour.

Song Weiwei sat down in front of the workbench. All the tools at home were complete. She picked up a rough stone and looked at it. While thinking about the design plan, she said casually: "I just came back yesterday."

Li Baihan didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and felt even more disappointed, "I miss you, I'm going to look for you in the second year of junior high, okay?"

Song Weiwei paused holding Yuan Shi's hand, "I'm going to accompany my parents to the master's house to pay New Year's greetings in the second year of junior high school, so I may not have time to entertain you."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I stay in the same city and look at the same sky as you, I will be satisfied." Li Baihan said.

Song Weiwei: "..."

Li Baihan was so cool before, why has he become so clingy now?
Before she could speak, the man's voice sounded again, "Song Song, turn the camera around, I want to see you."

Song Weiwei was helpless, so she had to turn the camera around. Li Baihan greedily looked at the screen of the phone. Her face was so small, and wearing goggles made her look even smaller.

Seeing that she was silent and kept fiddling with something, he said softly, "What are you doing?"

Song Weiwei waved the rough stone in front of the camera, and then said: "Mom took some rough stones for me at the auction, and I plan to carve something out in these few days."

Li Baihan saw that what she was holding in her hand was a top-quality agate, exuding a pure luster under the light, "Have you thought about what to engrave?"

"Such a large piece of agate can be used to make a pair of bracelets, and the rest can be used to make a seal." Song Weiwei frowned slightly, thinking.

"seal?"

"Well," Song Weiwei put the original stone back on the table, and then took out the paper to draw a picture. She has made a lot of jewelry over the years, and she knows the size of Song's mother's wrist.

After painting the bracelet and comparing it with the material of the original stone, it is indeed possible to make another bracelet. The remaining large material can be used as a seal, and the small material can be polished into a ring or earrings.

Li Baihan watched her draw quietly, her expression was serious and her eyes were focused, and she never gave him a look, but even so, he still felt very satisfied.

Suddenly, the door knocked.

Song Weiwei raised her head and heard Li Minglan's voice from over there, "Brother, Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai, here are the red envelopes."

She couldn't help but smile, and smiled, "Go and open the door, I'm hanging up."

Li Baihan quickly stopped her, "Don't hang up, wait for me, I'll send her away, I'll be right back."

Before Song Weiwei had time to object, the man had already disappeared from the phone, and she vaguely heard the voices of the brother and sister coming from the other side.

Only Li Minglan could blatantly ask Li Baihan for a red envelope.

She remembered that after her grandfather passed away, she was taken to Li's house by Li Baihan. In the first year of her life, Li Minglan was still young at that time, and took her to pay New Year's greetings to the elders.

Every time she knocked on a door, she would ask people for red envelopes.

At that time, she was thin-skinned, so she didn't dare to be treated the same as the young lady of the Li family. When she saw her asking her elder brother for a red envelope, she hid away.

However, Li Baihan always remembered to prepare her share, gently placed it in her hand, and wished her a happy new year.

At that time, her heart was full of spring, and she always felt that when he said Happy New Year to her, his tone was much gentler than that of Li Minglan. She couldn't stop her heartbeat even holding the red envelope all night.

Thinking of the past, she sighed softly, things are different!
When Li Baihan returned to the phone, he had obviously dismissed Li Minglan, who was in the way, and waved a red envelope in front of the camera with a red envelope in his hand.

"I prepared a red envelope for you," prepared every year.

The second half of the sentence Li Baihan said silently in his heart, but Li Minglan would knock on his door every year to ask him for a red envelope, and there was no such shy little girl behind her anymore.

Song Weiwei rolled her eyelids, "I'm not a child."

"Yeah, but I'm still ready. I'll give it to you when I go to Jiangcheng." Li Baihan put the red envelope on the table, and Song Weiwei glanced at it. The red envelope was quite thick.

The sound of firecrackers outside the window gradually stopped, and even the Spring Festival Gala on the TV downstairs came to an end, and the stars sang "Unforgettable Tonight" as before for decades.

Li Baihan said: "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Song Weiwei rubbed her sore neck and saw that it was already 12:30. She turned off the desk lamp, got up with her mobile phone and walked to the bed, "Okay, good night."

Li Baihan stared at her for a moment, feeling a little bit reluctant, "Good night."

Song Weiwei hung up the video without hesitation. She lay on the bed, staring at the pink bed curtain. She didn't tell him just now that she wanted to engrave a seal for him.

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In the early morning of the next day, the continuous sound of firecrackers caused a quarrel among the people in the bed. Ah Zhong cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls, one bowl for each, and gathered in the old man's courtyard.

After breakfast, everyone went to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, where the whole family reunited and worshiped, and dispersed after the end.

Li Baihan walked behind the crowd, Li Baiming took a step behind, and walked forward side by side with him, "Brother, I heard that you have taken over the new district project, and I happen to be in charge of this one. If you have money, don't forget to bring me, my brother."

Li Baihan glanced at him, "With so many projects in your hand, are you worried about not being able to make money?"

"Who would think that the money is too much, besides, I have just been transferred back, and I always have to hand over a beautiful report card to the directors, don't you think so?" Li Baiming flattered him.

Li Baihan looked cold, "Then work hard and try to make the directors look up to you this year."

A look of mischief flashed across Li Baiming's eyes, "By the way, big brother, I heard that grandpa gave you a roster. I don't know which lady has the honor to be our sister-in-law."

Li Bai smiled coldly, "Bai Ming, you have had many girlfriends in the past few years, and I think Second Aunt is also very anxious. When will you bring one back to show her?"

"Eldest brother is still not dating, how can I take the lead?"

Li Baihan smiled, "It doesn't matter, you don't always worry that you are not the eldest grandson, you hurry up to marry a wife and have children, maybe you can occupy the position of a great-eldest grandson."

Li Baiming gritted his teeth, of course he could hear that Li Baihan was taunting him, even if his son took the title of great-eldest grandson, it is impossible for the head of the Li family to fall on his son.

Speaking of which, in the generation of the Li family, only he and Li Baihan have Bai in their names, because he was born half a year later, and his mother thought he was qualified to compete for the position of head of the family, so they wanted to give him the word "Bo" in their names. .

But what's wrong with him is the word cypress in his name, what's worse is that he was cast in the wrong fetus.

In the afternoon, Li Baihan took his younger siblings to Truffle Temple, where incense is at its peak every New Year's Day, and some people come to offer incense in the early morning.

Especially the touzhuxiang, it is said that it has been fired to 1000 million now, and there are still many people grabbing the touzhuxiang.

When they came in the afternoon, they had already avoided the peak hours of crowds, but there were still a lot of cars down the mountain, so Li Baihan found a parking space and forced the car into it.

A group of people walked to the Truffle Temple in the middle of the mountain.

Truffle Temple is known to everyone in Beicheng, especially for couples, it is called Marriage Temple, and many foreigners come here to seek marriage.

The marriage bell in Truffle Temple is even more well-known. It is said that as long as you tie the marriage bell you ask for on your partner's hand, you will love three lives and three generations.

Li Minglan's purpose was very clear, she came to ask for a marriage bell, and when she went up the mountain, she told Li Baihan to meet at the foot of the mountain, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Li Baihan was very helpless, so he had no choice but to go to the main hall with Li Qingcheng.

He didn't believe in gods and Buddhas in the past, but now he was in awe of the gods, and he was very devout even kowtowing and worshiping. After Li Qingcheng went to donate money, he walked out of the main hall with him.

"Brother, how are you and sister-in-law doing?" Li Qingcheng walked beside him, and the pilgrims and tourists who came and went around him walked out almost shoulder to shoulder.

Li Baihan said, "That's it."

"It's been so long, you still haven't won the sister-in-law?" Li Qingcheng felt incredible, when did his brother's charm become so bad?
"She misunderstood me deeply, and it's inconvenient for me to explain now, so I had to delay like this." Li Baihan was also at a loss for the progress between them.

He could see that Song Weiwei's feelings for him were not as deep as before. He was afraid that if he acted rashly, she would run away in fright.

Fortunately, they haven't reached the final step yet, she didn't get what she wanted, and she will definitely not leave easily.

Li Qingcheng frowned, "Brother, it's not a solution if you procrastinate. Have you ever thought that the longer you procrastinate, the problem will never be resolved."

How could Li Baihan not know this truth, but... "Let's do it for the time being. Fortunately, I still have Shang Fang's sword, and she won't move the idea of ​​leaving me for the time being."

That's why he didn't make it to the end the night before.

One is that she is worried about her health, and the other is that she is afraid that if she is hit once, like seven years ago, then she has to run far away?

Li Qingcheng didn't know what his Shangfang sword was, but seeing his brother's confidence, he said: "You can figure it out yourself, just don't play around with it."

"No, I finally found her, and I will definitely keep her firmly around me, and I can't go anywhere." Li Baihan put down his bold words.

The two walked forward along the flow of people, and were slowly squeezed in front of the marriage tree, where many people were begging for marriage bells.

Li Baihan squeezed into the crowd, and saw an old Taoist priest sitting there, with a lot of marriage bells in his hand, and the bells were shining brightly in the sun.

Li Qingcheng said: "Brother, let's ask for the marriage bell."

Li Baihan coughed lightly, although he came for the marriage bell, but there are so many people here, how could he have the nerve to squeeze through with them, he said: "There are too many people, let's go down the mountain first."

After speaking, he squeezed out of the crowd and walked down the mountain.

Li Qingcheng squeezed out of the crowd, looking at his back, he was powerless to complain, obviously he came here for the sake of marriage bells, but he was fake and pure and really boring, it depends on how long you can bear it!