Dedicated to the silly little white artist

One hundred and eight

Even though Mr. Bai had explained the reasons for the Zheng family's change of attitude, Zheng He was not very relieved.

How good Mr. Bai has been to Zheng He in the past two years, and Zheng He's heart is not a stone, but in retrospect he would yell at Zheng's mother, he himself can't believe it.

"Baby is almost there." Mr. Bai looked up at the scenery outside, and asked, "You can get there along this road, right?"

"Well," Zheng He nodded, and said, "We'll be there when we drive past...Mr. Bai, I can go up by myself. No, let's all go back. I always feel something is wrong."

"Don't think so much." Mr. Bai said: "I've come here, I have to have a look before we talk."

Zheng He said, "Then bring your bodyguards."

Mr. Bai frowned slightly: "Baby."

Zheng He said depressedly: "I just don't feel relieved."

"Okay, I know." Mr. Bai held Zheng He in his arms and said, "Don't worry, okay? Those are your family members, and we have to tell them when we get married next month."

"Huh?" Zheng He raised his head and asked, "When did we decide to get married?"

"Didn't you say let me decide?" Mr. Bai said, "Then I will decide next month."

"Ah...that's what you think," Zheng He said, and after a while he muttered to himself: "You really skipped the marriage proposal, I think you seem to have forgotten the marriage proposal in the book, and still That's fine, just don't forget about the wedding ceremony."

Mr. Bai's hand holding Zheng He stiffened again for a moment.

Zheng He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and asked, "Did you really forget the wedding ceremony?"

To be honest, Mr. Bai really didn't think about it.

He has been thinking about how to abduct Zheng He to his side. It is best to go directly to a foreign country. It will take three to five years to learn the local language well, and then take him to another place. , In this way, Zheng He can be with him every day, and he will not go out as often as now.

It's like eating a big meal. People who drool while looking at the delicious food on the table don't care whether the tableware is exquisite or not, especially Mr. Bai who is so hungry.

"Mr. Bai!" Zheng He squeezed Mr. Bai's arm.

Mr. Bai said awkwardly: "No, I haven't forgotten, what do you like about the wedding ceremony?"

"You must have forgotten." Zheng He said firmly: "I can see clearly every time you lie to me!"

"Oh," Mr. Bai said: "No, I just didn't think of it just now, baby, let's go up."

"Mr. Bai, I really wonder if you really want to marry me," Zheng He asked suspiciously, "Why do I think you don't care about anything?"

"Baby, you misunderstood me." Mr. Bai held Zheng He's hand and turned on the affectionate mode: "I am looking forward to the life with you in the future."

"Mr. Bai," Zheng He patted Mr. Bai on the shoulder, and said sincerely, "Then you can just delete the link that is my turn, okay? No matter how sad you are, please buy a wedding ring first. "

"Candy, drive to the West District." Mr. Bai said to the driver in front, and then said to Zheng He: "Okay, since you like those material things, baby, let's go buy them."

Zheng He was a little bit amused by Mr. Bai's jumpy behavior, and then he really laughed: "Haha, Mr. Bai, are you stupid?"

"As long as you are happy, baby, you can call me stupid."

"Okay, it's meaningless for me to say it," Zheng He said: "Candy, please park the car downstairs at my house first." Then he said to Mr. Bai: "I don't want your things, but I prepared it out of my heart. You give me the feeling now that you decided to marry me because of that book. You never told me before. If you only think this is a program, it is completely unnecessary. I can ignore many things, but That's not okay."

"Then," Mr. Bai sensed Zheng He's dissatisfaction, sighed, put the task of marrying Zheng He on the schedule in his heart, and said, "Okay, I understand."

one hundred and nine

The conversation in the car was just a small part of the relationship between the two of them. When they entered the house, Zheng He became the Zheng He who defended Mr. Bai, and Mr. Bai was in charge of the injured savior, limping walked in.

The person who opened the door was Sister Zheng. She changed into home clothes, and gasped slightly when she saw Mr. Bai's legs wrapped in gauze. She quickly supported Mr. Bai, and said to Dad Zheng: "Hurry up and pour water."

Zheng He could clearly feel the difference in their attitudes, they were obviously more enthusiastic than when Mr. Bai first came in.

Mama Zheng was sitting in the corner of the sofa, watching the two walk in with complicated expressions.

Mr. Bai didn't touch the hot water in front of him. After nodding and smiling at everyone, he pulled Zheng He to sit next to him.

Zheng's mother cleared her throat and said, "Well, Mr. Bai, hello, I was too impulsive just now, are your legs okay?"

"It's okay." "It's over."

Mr. Bai and Zheng He spoke at the same time.

Zheng He rolled his eyes at Mr. Bai, and then said, "Mom, what do you mean by asking my sister to call me?"

Zheng's mother said: "I was too excited just now, and poured hot water on Mr. Bai without asking the whole story clearly. I'm sorry...I want to know how you two met?"

"My classmate's family." Zheng He was lucky enough to sit patiently next to Mr. Bai and said.

"Uh, didn't you meet your father when he was hospitalized?" Zheng's mother asked hesitantly.

Zheng He immediately sensed the gap in his words, changed his mind, and said, "Oh, we have known each other before, and later he saved Dad, and we have contacted more times, and we have developed feelings for each other."

Father Zheng sighed and scratched his hair.

Sister Zheng asked, "How long have you been together?"

Zheng He counted the time that Zheng's father was hospitalized, and it seemed to be when he just started his sophomore year of high school, and said, "It's been almost a year."

"We've been living together for a year, and that's quite a long time," Sister Zheng muttered to herself, but the people next to her heard it.

Mama Zheng frowned and asked, "What cohabitation?"

Only then did Sister Zheng realize that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly looked at her younger brother for help. Zheng He said calmly, "I lived with Mr. Bai occasionally during my third year of high school, and you only came back for a few days a month. I just came to live."

"You, how can you be so shameless!?" Mother Zheng wanted to get angry again.

Zheng He also yelled: "You want to be angry again? Want to get angry again? Are you going to burn my legs too and drive me out of the house?!"

Mama Zheng looked at Mr. Bai's injured leg, and immediately felt guilty, and said, "Ah, how could you do this..."

Zheng He exhaled, and said: "Mr. Bai and I are sincere. Even if you let me leave him now, it's too late, so why don't you bother with that twice. I just want to make me and Mr. Bai the same person today." Let me tell you about my lover, if not, then I will go with him now."

"Ahe, don't be angry first." Zheng's father said, still thinking about what Sister Zheng said just now, it's not appropriate to block, and said: "Father and mother are not against you, we also believe that you have feelings for him, but you want Think about it, you are too young now, and you have not been in contact with the society. Even if you can stay together forever, the current law will not recognize you. How will the marital property be calculated? When I divorced your mother, the property You have seen the notarization, and you are not allowed to have children, what will you do in the future?"

"Uncle," Mr. Bai said, "I will marry Ah He next month."

All kinds of things Zheng's father and Zheng's mother had thought up early in the morning suddenly got stuck.

Mother Zheng said, "You mean... get married?"

Zheng He shrugged and said, "Yes, hey, by the way, I don't seem to be of legal age yet, am I?"

"Have the wedding first, and then apply for legally effective documents after you become an adult," Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He nodded and said, "Well, that's it."

Zheng's mother's face turned blue from suffocation, but she still had no reason to refute. Her son and Mr. Bai had already chosen their future affairs, and they didn't need themselves at all.

After Zheng He finished speaking, he was also afraid that his mother would suddenly get angry again, and said: "Well, since we have finished talking, I will leave with Mr. Bai. Mom, if you think it over and feel that you can accept our relationship, remember when the time comes. Call me."

Sister Zheng helped Mr. Bai up, and sent the two of them downstairs, and said: "Don't worry about your parents, I will ask for a few more days off, you..." She looked up at Mr. Bai , sighed, and said with some reproach: "I didn't reveal this kind of thing to me at all, that's all, I won't say anything unnecessary, you all live your own life."

"Sister, thank you." Zheng He hugged his sister.

"Okay," Sister Zheng sniffed, and said, "My sister actually found out a long time ago. Every time you call me, you don't hide it. I'm not stupid. Sigh, these are all my sister owes you." Yes, if only we found out sooner."

"Sister, I'm fine," Zheng He said, "I think I'm fine now."

"It's fine if you think it's okay." Sister Zheng let go of Zheng He's hand very worriedly, and said, "Mr. Bai is waiting for you in the car, go quickly, don't worry about the inside of the house, wait for your parents to figure it out." , remember to go home often.”

"Sister, I understand." Zheng He waved to Sister Zheng, and got into the black business car.

As the car drove away, Zheng He turned his head and looked in the direction of the door. Mr. Bai bent down and put down his trouser legs, and said, "Your family members are all very well."

"My parents have taught students for decades anyway," Zheng He joked, and then sighed: "They all say that teaching educates people, and you must set an example before you can teach students."

Mr. Bai thought for a while and said, "The reasoning is still very correct."

"I think so too." Zheng He asked, "Go home now?"

"No." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He wondered, "Where are you going?"

Mr. Bai took it for granted and said, "Propose."

Zheng He glanced at Mr. Bai's injured leg, but said nothing.

Mr. Bai let out a dry cough, stretched his trouser legs again, and said as if comforting Zheng He or himself: "It's okay."