Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Wen Qingyin stood by the sea holding the urn.

After hesitating again and again, Yan Jinghuai said, "Why don't you think about it again. After all, we still pay attention to returning the fallen leaves to their roots."

Wen Qingyin shook her head, "He carried too many things when he was alive. After death, let him be himself."

In the morning sea breeze, Wen Qingyin stretched out her hand.

Goodbye, grandpa, go travel the world.

But, always come back to see me in your dreams.

It was already daylight, and the two returned to the car.When wearing the seat belt, Wen Qingyin said, "This is the first time I've been in the same car as my grandpa since I became president."

"If we take the same car, if there is an accident, there will be no person in charge of the company. The old man and I will go in two cars."

"It was the only time we were in the same car."

Wen Qingyin sighed, "At that time, I should talk to him."

Yan Jinghuai wanted to hug her and tell her not to be too sad.

He just stretched out his arm, and saw her take out a sealed bag from her pocket, which contained half a bag of ashes.

"I kept half of my grandfather's ashes."

She gestured, "I will make a diamond ring later, and we will use it when we get married."

The way back seemed to be short, and it turned out that the man arrived at the funeral home very quickly.

After getting out of the car, Yan Jinghuai took a deep breath and asked doubtfully, "Is this the morning air? It's not much better than the noon air."

Wen Qingyin knocked on the car door, "Open the door for me."

The door on her side was not broken, but she wanted to be hypocritical.Yan Jinghuai gave her a sneaky look, not only opened the door for her, but also stretched out his hand: "Please."

Wen Qingyin jumped down neatly, and arrogantly put his hand in his.She was dissatisfied:
"I saw you roll your eyes."

"Aren't I a princess? How can you treat a princess like this?"

Yan Jinghuai gritted her teeth at her: "I wanted to please you, so I endured it all the time. But you are too difficult to please, so I gave up."

He threatened, "I used to be an underdog, and I can be cruel when I curse."

"Nonsense, how can the princess bully people? The princess has a very good personality." Wen Qingyin stared round, "But, you really don't need me to do something for you? I can do anything for you Do it."

She's like a brat showing off a lollipop.

Yan Jinghuai hated her so much, but couldn't help but find her cute.

Perhaps, you can mention it to her.

He was hesitating whether to speak, when he heard a familiar voice shout: "Mom, look at them!"

The two searched for the sound, and found that it was Cui Jie's family.

Cui Jie's mother actually looked down on Wen Qingyin.She felt that Wen Qingyin was very old and competitive, so she was really not a candidate for a daughter-in-law.

But she was greedy for the wealth of the Wen family, so apart from Wen Qingyin, the Cui family really didn't consider other daughters-in-law.

It was a certainty, but Ms. An didn't think much of them at all.

Cui Jie's father has no other skills, but he is very accurate in guessing Wen Yuming's thoughts.He knew the importance of Ms. An in Wen Yuming's heart, and worried that things might change, the whole family stayed up late last night to discuss countermeasures.

Sometimes the cobbler is still a little quick-witted, and the three of them together decided to ask Cui Jie to propose to Wen Qingyin today.

The reasons are ready-made: Wen Qingyin is already at this age, and if she doesn't marry while it's hot, she will become an old lady after three years of filial piety for her grandfather.

The family came over early in the morning, and just entered the parking lot, they saw Wen Qingyin and the little boy getting out of the same car.

The two behaved intimately, and their bodies were still damp. It looked like they had taken a shower after doing some shady deeds.

Chui Jie immediately quit and complained to his mother: "Mom, look at them."

With old and new grudges together, Cui Jie's mother has found a punching bag.

She has a mean face:
"Xiao Wendong, one thing is one thing and two things are not three things. Our Cui family is a high-spirited family. I'm afraid our family will have to reconsider your marriage with our Cui Jie."

Wen Qingyin was really tired of them, and she didn't even bother to say: "Are the requirements for public intellectuals so low now?"

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Cui is just a university lecturer, and the professor didn't even make the evaluation. You are more promising, and high school is a diploma for going abroad. As for you, you are an elementary school teacher."

"I don't discriminate against academic qualifications, and my grandfather is not highly educated, but he is the most amazing person in the world."

"I really look down on your family. If you dare to call yourself a Gaozhi family with this kind of knowledge, then my dad is Shakespeare."

"Real intellectuals have a hard time, stop pouring dirty water on them."

Wen Qingyin was greatly influenced by Mr. Wen, and she always left three points in her work.Now that the Cui family's old background was exposed in front of outsiders, the three of them forgot to deal with it for a while.

Cui Jie's mother immediately became angry and asked: "Wen Qingyin, what is your relationship with this little boy, protecting her like this!"

Yan Jinghuai thought he couldn't let Wen Qingyin fight alone, so he wanted to scold him back, but Cui Jie's father scolded his wife: "Shut up."

Yan Jinghuai saw it, and he stopped it after waiting for Cui Jie's mother to finish speaking.

He rolled his eyes and cursed secretly: Old green tea.

Cui Jie's father looked kind and didn't seem to care about Wen Qingyin's offense.

He smiled and said, "Jianjian, don't blame uncles, aunts, and old antiques. You are all grown-ups. If you are alone and widowed, it will inevitably make people think too much. We don't care, but what do you make others think?"

"Why don't you think about it, he's transferred to another position."

He jokingly said: "You don't think he is handsome, do you feel reluctant?"

With Yan Jinghuai's appearance, even if Cui Jie does good deeds every day from now on, he won't be able to compare it in his next life.

Cui Jie's father always felt that Yan Jinghuai was a big threat, and tried to persuade him:
"Little brother, we are manly men, we can't be scolded by people poking our spines for soft food, you are right. Look at my son—"

Cui Jie's father had just put his hand on Yan Jinghuai's shoulder, and Wen Qingyin swept his hand away first.

"Of course I don't want to."

Wen Qingyin held Yan Jinghuai's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

As if afraid that they would not be able to see it, she deliberately raised it and shook it.

"Are you blind? How dare you compare your son to him."

"Who gave you the guts to tell me what to do? The profit in a year is not as high as my tax in a month, and you dare to teach me how to employ people. You deserve it."

Cui Jie has no bottom line in life, but he is a filial son.As soon as he heard that Qingyin scolded his father, he quit immediately:
"Wen Qingyin, you must be sick. My dad is clearly looking out for you, so you just talk to him like that."

He took out the ring from his pocket, "Do you know, I was going to propose to you today, but now—"

Wen Yuming came at this time.

He just got out of the car, before seeing his old classmates clearly, he saw his daughter first, so he said sourly:

"Why is Xiao Wendong still outside? The will will be announced soon. Let's see what good things your grandfather left for you."

Wen old man's inheritance cannot be described as rich.Cui Jie endured for many years, and finally waited until this moment.

Without being taught by others, his knees softened, and he knelt down straight to Wen Qingyin:
"Wen, Wen Qingyin, I like you, marry me."

Only then did Wen Yuming discover his old classmate.

After being scolded by Ms. An yesterday, Wen Yuming knew that she really did not agree to this marriage.

He has always respected his ex-wife's opinion, so he has a different view on Wen Qingyin's marriage.

Seeing Cui Jie holding up a ring now, he felt even more upset, and he didn't care about his image, and directly scolded:
"You're out of your fucking mind, Wen Qingyin and her grandfather left!"

Thinking that the dream of many years is about to come true, Cui Jie was too excited, and he stuttered in the prepared lines: "Well, I'm 27 or [-] when I hear the voiceless sound, wait another three years, the older mother—"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Qingyin took his ring.

Although this marriage was chosen by herself, Wen Qingyin really agreed, and Wen Yuming was not happy again.He said angrily: "Wen Qingyin, you - ahhhh!"

The last word turned into a scream following the movement of Wen Qingyin.

Wen Qingyin removed Cui Jie's chin extremely quickly, and stuffed the ring into his mouth.

She stood beside Yan Jinghuai again, and took his arm:
"I forgot to introduce you. This is Mr. Yan Jinghuai, my husband. We got a marriage certificate not long ago."

It is not as big as two basketball courts, and there are no microphones and speakers.Yan Jinghuai wasn't standing in the gift box, nor was he tied with a green ribbon.

But Wen Qingyin just said it.

She didn't want Yan Jinghuai to suffer such inexplicable accusations again.

Wen Yuming started screaming like a barbell again.

Her little uncle, Lawyer Qian, who was like a chinchilla, squeezed in with a smile, and her little dad He Yihong followed behind him, closing Wen Yuming's mouth casually.

Lawyer Qian looked at Yan Jinghuai: "This is Mr. Yan, and it is just as the old man said, he is really a good-looking talent."

He had a friendly attitude, but Yan Jinghuai couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

Fortunately, lawyer Qian quickly looked away.He greeted everyone, "Now that we are all here, let's go in and announce the will."

Only after Yan Jinghuai breathed a sigh of relief, another cold gaze immediately looked over.

He turned his face to the side, it was He Yihong.

The two of them had obviously heard the news that Wen Qingyin had obtained the certificate, looking at Yan Jinghuai was like looking at a scumbag who deceived an innocent girl.

Inside the funeral home.

Wang Yizhi and the Cui family followed behind Wen Yuming, also wanting to enter the lounge.

He Yihong stopped the person at the door: "We hear about our own affairs, so it's inconvenient for outsiders to disturb you."

Wang Yizhi called out aggrievedly, "Yuming."

Ever since hearing that Wen Qingyin got married, Wen Yuming was in a daze and couldn't hear anything.

He went straight in without responding to Wang Yizhi.

He Yihong made a gesture to close the door, but Wang Yizhi's expression turned vicious:

"You have a deep affection for the surname An, I don't know—"

He Yihong didn't bother to listen, so he knocked on the door directly.

Everyone in the house is their own people, so there are not so many rules.Lawyer Qian didn't talk nonsense before announcing his will. Wen Yuming on the sofa stood up straight and turned his head like a zombie:

"Wen Qingyin, what are you talking about, you are married, how old are you, why are you married!"

He stared at Yan Jinghuai viciously: "Who is this kid? Where did he come from? What kind of job does he do? Who are his parents—"

He Yihong was calmer than him. He glanced up and down at Yan Jinghuai, feeling somewhat disgusted: "What's the use of looking good, with such a white face, the body must be in bad shape."

Wen Yuming immediately grabbed He Yihong's collar: "You, did you already know, but you didn't tell me!"