On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Seeing the way his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, Qiao Qiao realized that not only the old man's hair was completely gray, but his eyebrows were also completely white.

In the old man's benevolent eyebrows, there is always a strong sense of vicissitudes.

Lost his wife in middle age and lost his son in his old age.

It's not easy for the old man in his life.

Qiao Qiao walked over distressedly, "Dad, what do you want from me?"

She sat down, and Shang Zhongbo picked up the soup cup on the tea table and handed it to her.

"You drink this soup that nourishes yin and nourishes qi first."

"I asked Dr. Luo to prescribe the prescription, and I made the soup for you myself."

"From now on, you will drink a cup every morning and night to take good care of your body."

Qiaoqiao said thank you and buried himself in the soup.

I don't know why, but the tears couldn't stop flowing out.

After drinking a soup, all the emotions surged up again.

"Dad, I'm sorry." She put down the soup, "I can't control it today."

"Did you just hide in your room and secretly look at Shanglu's photos?" Uncle Zhong told him, and she took Shanglu's photo album.

She nodded.

"Shang Lu's matter, Dad wants to discuss it with you." Shang Zhongbo couldn't bear to mention that matter, but he still had to.

After all, those are life events.

Qiao Qiao nodded again, "Dad, tell me."

"Since Shanglu has passed away, it should be buried in the ground for peace." Shang Zhongbo said, "But it is almost impossible to salvage the corpse in the sea."

"Dad." Qiao Qiao immediately retorted, "Shanglu is not dead yet."

"Qiao Qiao." Shang Zhongbo was helpless, "We have to learn to accept the facts and this sudden sense of powerlessness."

Qiao Qiao didn't want to accept it. She choked up and cried, "Dad, this is not the truth. The fact is that Shanglu will definitely come back. Li Yan is back. Shanglu may be in some corner of the world. Maybe he has been affected by it." Seriously injured, temporarily unable to contact us."

Shang Zhongbo wiped away his bitter tears, choked up and said:

"Dad wants to discuss with you about setting up a tomb for Shang Lu, and then find a Feng Shui master to do a ritual to lead the dead back to their places."

"But you are not in a good mood today, let's discuss it another day."

Leaves fall back to their roots.

When a person dies, he is buried in peace.

But Shang Lu couldn't see his body, so he had to set up a tomb for him.

About this matter, Shang Zhongbo wanted to wait for Qiao Qiao to calm down before discussing it with her.

But in the next few days, Shang Zhongbo mentioned it several times.

Qiao Qiao firmly disagreed.

"Dad, Shanglu is not dead, he will come back, I don't agree to build a grave for him."

Not wanting to make her sad, Shang Zhongbo didn't insist anymore.

To set up a tomb for Shang Lu, after all, she needs to get her consent.

This matter dragged on for more than half a year.

Pengcheng has entered winter again.

In winter in this coastal city, the temperature is not low, but the sea breeze is particularly cutting.

In the past few days, Qiao Qiao took Lawyer Luo to sign a sales contract.

What I bought was a farmer's house in the urban village of Pengcheng.

After finishing all the formalities, she sent Lawyer Luo away.

Lawyer Luo was a little worried, "Madam, how about I accompany you in?"

"No need, I want to be alone for a while." She took the key and walked into the farmer's house.

The tenants inside have all moved out in the past few days.

The room she rented before was also vacant.

Qin Sen called her, "Qiaoqiao, where are you?"

"Is there something wrong here in the village in the city where Shang Lu and I lived before?" Qiao Qiao responded.

"Li Yan and I have something to do with you, let's meet and talk about it."

"At night, wait for my call."

Qin Sen didn't wait until night, he ran to the village in the city with Li Yan.

In a certain alley, I saw Lawyer Luo waiting by the car. After learning about the situation, Qin Sen decided to wait here.

Li Yan didn't understand, "Shang Lu left so much property for Qiao Qiao, why did she come to the village in the city, the environment here is so bad."

"What do you know?" Qin Sen recalled the past and sighed, "The relationship between Qiaoqiao and Shanglu began in this village in the city."

He added, "I guess Qiaoqiao is thinking about the past. She would rather Shanglu is just an ordinary migrant worker, and would rather live an ordinary and trivial life with him."

Li Yan doesn't understand the relationship between Shanglu and Qiaoqiao.

Anyway, like Qiao Qiao, who doesn't care whether Shang Lu has money or not, and just wants to be with Shang Lu and accompany her until she grows old, he has never met a girl.

"The last thing Shang Lu said to me was to help him take care of Qiao Qiao and Uncle Shang." Li Yan was distressed, "How can I help Qiao Qiao out of pain?"

Qin Sen sighed, "Let her accept the fact that Shanglu is no longer alive."

She was not even willing to accept the fact that Shang Lu passed away.

How can we talk about living a good life?

Today, the two of them were entrusted by Shang Zhongbo to persuade Qiao Qiao to set up a tomb for Shang Lu.

After Qiaoqiao came out of the previous rental house, he went to the roadside stall, ordered a screw vermicelli and another stinky tofu.

Fusilli powder and stinky tofu are already spicy, and she added a lot of millet spicy.

It was so hot that I burst into tears.

"Plant Lu, don't you always dislike me for eating these unhygienic roadside stalls?"

"Come back, if you don't come back, I will eat these roadside stalls every day from now on."

She misses Shanglu.

I couldn't eat any more, so I lay down on the rickety little chair and cried.

At this moment, Qin Sen and Li Yan sat opposite Qiao Qiao.

Li Yan patted Qiao Qiao on the shoulder.

Qiao Qiao lowered her head and opened her eyes, a pair of shiny and clean leather shoes came into her blurred vision.

She thought it was Shanglu who came back, and looked up happily, "Shanglu..."

Seeing Li Yan, the light in his eyes disappeared, "Li Yan?"

"Shang Lu won't come back." Li Yan said, "Listen to Uncle Shang's advice, let's set up a tomb for Shang Lu."

Qiao Qiao became displeased, "Why do you all persuade me to build a tomb for Shang Lu? He didn't die, so why did you do this?"

"Why are you so obsessed with not realizing it?" Li Yan yelled at her, "Just to show your deep affection for Shanglu? Don't you think you are stupid like this?"

Li Yan wanted to wake her up, "Could it be that Shang Lu's spirit in the sky is willing to see you dying and living for him in pain?"

"Li Yan, please speak up." Qin Sen gave Li Yan a hand.

Li Yan glared at Qiao Qiao who was crying bitterly, "I can't talk to her properly with her appearance."

Qin Sen tried to persuade him, "Li Yan, think about what Shang Lu entrusted to you before he died, and treat Qiao Qiao with a better attitude."

"Don't persuade any of you." Qiao Qiao stood up, "No matter who comes to persuade me, I will not agree to set up a tomb for Shanglu."

She believed that Shanglu would come back.

Will.

Seeing Qiao Qiao walking away, Qin Sen was about to chase after him when he received a call, which shocked him, "What did you say, can you say it again?"