Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

early morning.

Xu Youyou was accompanying Song Zhishu, and she walked slowly to Song Zhiyuan's study.

a month ago.

Song Zhiyuan handed her the key of the study room, and told her that there were important things inside, and she had to keep them safe.

At that time, Ye Shen was suspicious, but obediently kept the key.

And now, she understands.

At that time, Song Zhiyuan knew that his life was not long, and there were things left by him in the study.

Standing at the door of the study,

After taking a deep breath, Ye inserted the key into the hole and opened the study.

This was the first time she stepped into Song Zhiyuan's study room, which was spacious and tidy, but there was an out of place wooden box on his desk.

Walking slowly to the desk, Ye Shen opened the wooden box.

There is a stack of letters in the wooden box, and each letter has a name.

There is also a diary on the side, the diary is very thick, and there are three words written on it-to the book.

Ye Shen understood that this was for Song Zhishu.

After taking out the letter and diary, write a suicide note.

The word "suicide note" came into view, the corners of Ye Shen's mouth were slightly pursed, and the sockets of his eyes gradually turned red.

After a while, Ye Shen calmed down.

Put these things back into the wooden box, and then walk to the first floor holding the wooden box.

Lobby.

Ye Shen looked at the three people who were silent, and slowly said: "Father gave me the key to the study a month ago and asked me to keep it."

"I went to the study just now. This is a letter he wrote to you."

After finishing the words, Ye Shen put the wooden box on the ground and handed the letter to them.

Song Zhiyuan was very thoughtful, even Xu Youyou never left behind.

"Father still has a suicide note, you three brothers will open it later and have a look."

Ye Shen put the suicide note into Song Lin's hands, then went upstairs carrying the wooden box, and handed the other two letters to Jiang Li and Xu Youyou.

Song Zhishu was still sleeping soundly, Ye Shen put the diary on her bedside and left slowly.

She came to the back garden, opened the envelope, and saw the powerful handwriting.

【Xiao Shen, you are a good boy. I have seen everything you have done for the Fu family. I am very grateful. After I die, I hope you will take good care of Zhishu and hand her over to you. I am at ease.After I leave, Zhishu will definitely be sad, so I hope you will spend more time with her.

Good boy, thank you. 】

After reading the letter, Ye Shen folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.

Song Zhiyuan didn't speak much, but she understood that he was asking her to take good care of her mother.

At that time, the breeze blew, Ye Shen wrapped the clothes around his body, and when he was about to get up and leave, there was an extra coat on his body.

Turning his head to look, he saw Song Cheng with red eyes.

Ye Shen turned around and hugged him, resting his head on his chest.

"Ah Cheng, I am here, and I will always be with you."

A soft but firm voice came from his ears, and a warm current flowed through Song Cheng's heart.

Raising his hand to embrace her in his arms, a tear dripped from Song Cheng's eyes.

"Deeply, thank you."

three days later.

The funeral ceremony of Song Zhishu was held.

The scale of the ceremony was not large, only a few relatives and friends, which was specially ordered by Song Zhiyuan in his suicide note.

Song Lin did exactly that.

Everyone dressed in black and came to the cemetery, and bowed three times to Song Zhiyuan's tombstone.

Ever since Song Zhishu read the diary left by Song Zhiyuan, he was no longer emotional, instead he arranged things in an orderly manner.

After the funeral, Song Zhishu stayed in front of the tombstone for a long time.

Everyone didn't urge her, but waited with her in the cemetery.

in the afternoon.

Everyone returned to the old house and sat in the hall.

In Song Zhiyuan's suicide note, all property and shares under his name were deliberately distributed, impartially, the three of them were all the same, without favoritism.

Song Lin sat on the single sofa and took out his identity as the son of Fu's eldest son.

"Now my father passed away, but my mother is still there. Because my mother is emotionally unstable now, I want us all to move back to the old house, so that my mother can have a company."

"How do you feel?"

Hearing this, everyone had no objection.

Seeing this, Song Lin smiled gratefully.

night.

Ye Shen couldn't sleep, so he came to the room to visit Song Zhishu.

Pushing open the door, she saw Song Zhishu holding a diary with a smile on his lips.

Ye Shen smiled, walked into the room slowly, and sat by the bed: "Mom, are you happy today?"

The corner of Song Zhishu's mouth curled slightly, and then he unfolded the diary for her to read.

"This is written by your father. It contains stories from when we were young. Looking at the words written by him, I can think of those things in the past. I am very happy."

"Shen Shen, I know that you are worried that I will be overwhelmed, but now that I have this diary, I have the hope of living."

Hearing this, Ye Shen held Song Zhishu's hands: "Mom, you still have us, and we will be with you."

After the words were finished, Ye Shen went straight to bed and leaned against her: "Mom, I'll sleep with you tonight, we two have a heart-to-heart chat."

Seeing this, Song Zhishu put the diary aside, and the two slowly fell asleep.

When Song Cheng returned to the bedroom, he felt a little aggrieved when he saw that the bedroom was empty.

Got it!
No more daughter-in-law to hug tonight!
Time flies, and it will be New Years in a blink of an eye.

During this time, with the company of his family, Song Zhishu was getting better day by day.

And Xu Youyou also had good news, Song Du was overjoyed, and prayed to Buddha every day to bless that this child must be a daughter.

Early in the morning, Ye Shen got up to make dumplings.

Song Cheng sat on the bed and looked at Ye Shen who was so attentive, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Honey, there is a servant at home, so there is no need to do it yourself."

Hearing this, Ye Shen rolled his eyes directly, with a look of hatred for iron but not steel.

"What do you know, the dumplings you eat during the Chinese New Year must be made by yourself, which means that next year will be safe and sound."

"Don't be lazy, get up and go downstairs to help."

After speaking, Ye Shen put on his coat and strode out of the bedroom.

When they came to the kitchen, Jiang Li and Song Zhishu were already busy. They were very fast, and the filling speed was very fast.

For a while, the kitchen was full of laughter.

Song Cheng took An An downstairs and saw this scene.

In order not to let An An disturb them, Song Cheng took him outside the door to sweep the snow.

"Song Zhi'an, scan carefully, so that girls will marry you in the future."

An An squatted on the ground, holding her chin in both hands. When she heard this, she rolled her eyes and said, "Dad, there is a long queue for kindergarten to want to be my wife. If I don't scan, there will be a wife. In the future, if you marry a daughter-in-law, you will marry both of them as soon as you marry."

"Don't be like you. You are a wife slave. You can marry another one if you have the ability."

Song Cheng: "."

Seeing An An's boastful expression, Song Cheng directly slapped him on the ass with a broom: "Song Zhi'an, if you dare to become a big carrot in the future, I will kick you to death with one kick!"