A Heartwarming Decade

Hello, Mrs. Yan.

Mr. Yan, please advise.

Si Wan was drunk all day and called and said, "I never thought that you can really be together."

The phone was bought in the second-hand market, and the paint was off. However, the numbers are clear, and it is not good to always borrow the phone from the landlord’s wife.

Yanxi took the microphone and looked behind him and smiled slightly: "Aheng, Si Wan wants to talk to you."

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

Wen Siwan didn't realize that he called Yanxi as if he was looking for trouble, but Yanxi asked A Heng to answer the phone and implied that he was impatient.

The design of the wedding dress was drawn by Yanxi over several nights. Aheng looked at his back under the lamp, sleeping soundly.

She "Oh", touched the purple box with the ribbon, walked over to answer the phone.

Si Wan heard A Heng's voice, and with the power of wine, she looked like a child.

How wronged he is, his sister is gone, and the people he likes are gone, how did he hook up under his nose? After so many years, he, the client, still doesn't know, is there such a thing?

He shouted: "Sister, younger sister, younger sister."

A Heng black line: "You are drunk Wen Siwan, where are you now?"

Si Wan looked at the white tiles, the shining mirror reflected the red face, and she said sincerely, "I'm in our bathroom." Then she complained, "No, it's my bathroom. You are going to marry you."

A Heng: "Fuck, what's the matter, you won't be allowed to return to your natal family after you get married. I want to sue my mother and my sister-in-law!"

Thinking of looking at the sky, thinking of his sad life, rolling tears, he said: "You have no sister-in-law, just split."

A Heng asked: "Grandpa hit you with a grenade?"

Si Wan sighed and squatted on the toilet for a long time, only small dimples appeared on his handsome face. His voice was very low and slow: "You can't always deceive yourself."

A Heng gritted his teeth: "What are you doing? When the older brother-in-law covets his brother-in-law all day long, do you want to shame Wen Siwan?"

Wen Siwan said: "I, bah, can't let you live with him. In the past, one more child was good, but now the swear words and violence come together. The good ones do not learn, and the bad ones learn faster."

Sier kicked the door outside the toilet: "Wen Siwan, you fell into the pit, did you have dry stool or urination?"

Dayi was covering his ears, sighing resentment: "Oh fucking, you will stare at me as soon as I accompany you, and you will not be as big as your own brother!"

He smiled, and said to the other end of the phone: "Sister, sister, I won't tell you anymore. When you take the wedding photo and send it back, my mother thinks you want to have tea and dinner."

Aheng smiled and said "OK", suddenly his voice became lighter, and his big smile: "Brother, brother, let me tell you, according to my guess, the little girl from Yanjia should like you."

Immediately, he hung up the phone in a good mood.

Yanxi was drinking water. Hearing this, he sprayed a sip of water three feet away. He coughed heartbreakingly: "Baby, that's your sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense!"

Aheng: "Who is talking nonsense? If Winsor doesn't like Wen Siwan, how could my mother see her son and girlfriend more close to her daughter based on my mother's character? The old lady is almost dying of anxiety, and everything is a life-saver. "

Yanxi's brain hurts. He said, "I don't care about this, and I can't control it, a bunch of dead children."

Aheng knelt down on the floor and took off his wedding dress.

The arms stretched out and opened, and the petals on the white skirt fell to the ground.

A clean, shoulderless wedding dress, spinning, three layers of white yarn.

When you close your waist, the little flowers on the breast line look like dried gardenias, fragmented and enchanting.

Simple, noble and perfect.

Yanxi's white teeth bit his lip. He frowned and said, "No, there is something wrong."

Aheng: "Ah, so beautiful!" The child rubbed his head against Yanxi's neck, and she said, "Yanxi, I already like it very much."

Yanxi: "Well, you put it on, I'll change it."

A Heng horrified: "You can use needle and thread?"

Yan Xi cough: "Aren't they all learned?"

Aheng embarrassed.

Yanxi was shy and angry: "What's wrong with my needle and thread skills? Ben Shao is naturally smart and knows himself without a teacher!"

Aheng "Oh", changing her skirt, she said, "Does it look good?"

Yanxi took the needle and thread, babbled, squatted on the side of her skirt and said, "Don't move."

A Heng sat on the stool, looking at his drooping black hair and serious eyes, pulling his ears: "Husband, is it good-looking?"

The tips of Yanxi's ears were red, and she murmured something. Suddenly, her big eyes suddenly lifted up: "Wen Heng, what did you say, what did you call me just now?"

Ah Heng said, "My husband."

Yanxi coughs: "Baby, shout again!"

A Heng was embarrassed, bowed his head and said, "Husband."

"Baby, call it again haha."

"Husband."

"Bao, do it again hahahaha."

"Husband."

"Do it again, hahaha."

"Old-father."

"Call it again hahahahahaha."

"Go to hell!"

"Come on, come on, I want to hear."

"Go to hell, right away, right away!"

Unfortunately, it rained on the wedding day.

Yanxi scolded the sky for a long time before sprinting for a hundred meters, ran from the church to the borrowed wedding car, opened the door, and carried Aheng out.

Yisu is holding the bouquet, and the little guy is the best man, running madly behind Yanxi. Suddenly remembered the little bridesmaid in the car, braked, ran back and pulled the little girl out again. The neighbors who were watching the church all laughed.

A Heng was a little embarrassed, but more worried about Yanxi's body. She nestled in Yanxi's arms and asked, "Your legs, are you okay?"

Yanxi used the sleeve of the white suit to cover Aheng's hair and smiled: "I'm fine."

The landlady greeted him in front of the church.

Yanxi hugged Ah Heng to the ground, and the landlord's wife handed them dry towels, looked inside the church, and said that the priest was already waiting.

Yisu ran over with his little leather shoes, carrying sewage.

Yanxi jumped inside holding Aheng, squeezed the little guy's face, and said, "The farmer grows wheat, and there are no bananas." Yanxi promised that as long as Yisu is a good groomsman, there will be big bananas.

While being snorted by the landlord’s wife with a towel, Yisu wriggled Yanxi's shoulder and said in his ear: "Winnie is beautiful today, even more beautiful than the Maria you painted in the church."

Yanxi nodded with a smile, looked at Aheng, eyes gentle and focused.

Aheng held his neck: "What did you say?"

Yanxi peeled off a toffee and threw it into her mouth, lowered her head and drank water on her lips, and said proudly: "Man's secret, I won't tell you."

He put down Aheng, took her by the hand, and walked into the church.

The rain is ticking outside the window, and the dove hiding from the rain is in front of the church window, the eyes are so clean, small obsidian.

The little bridesmaid held the bouquet and pulled A Heng's skirt behind them. The fat little girl was still swaying while walking, but she was very serious while pulling A Heng's skirt.

Jesus on the cross looked at them, and the feathers of the dove fell from the top window and stopped on Jesus' shoulders.

Harmony, pity, tenderness, cherishment, love.

The green-eyed old man in a black robe put his hand on his forehead and asked him: "You are willing to love this woman in front of you forever, protect her, stay with her, and confide in your love in every letter from home. Hold her hand at every dawn, do not abandon her because of the world's slander, or make her sad because of the change of life? Mr. Yan, Yi Er's full name, would you swear?"

Yanxi smiled, with big eyes bright and steadfast. He said, "I do."

The old man put his hand on Aheng's forehead again. He said: "What about you, you are willing to always love this man in front of you, protect him, accompany him, confide your love in every reply, and sit on the opposite side of him every breakfast. Abandon him because of the insults of the world, and let him be lonely because of changes in appearance? Winnie, the full name of Er, would you swear?"

She held Yanxi's hand until he almost yelled in pain. She said, "I do."

The old man laughed: "Please exchange rings for each other."

Yanxi stretched out her white hand with a soft palm. He said, "Aheng, give me your hand."

Aheng was wearing white gloves and placed his hand gently on the palm of his hand.

He took out a ring from the blue box, purple plum diamonds.

A Heng was stunned: "This is..."

Yanxi gently put the ring on her ring finger, he rubbed the purple plum mark on her neck, and the smile on the corner of her lips was brighter than diamonds. He said, "One is a birthday gift and the other is a wedding ring. Fortunately, it's all done by me, Mrs. Yan."

The necklace and ring were originally a set. He paid for Chen Juan to take a photo. Toss gave the necklace as a gift, and he kept the ring.

She originally expected that it didn't matter whether she liked the necklace or not, but he was afraid that this wedding ring would be taken as a secret and brought into the loess a hundred years later.

A Heng looked at his fingers, there was a smile in his eyes, but tears fell. She gently stretched out her other hand that had been curled up. It was the simple ring he once gave her, which had been changed to a larger size.

This is the closest thing to the heart that she has always worn on her chest, unknown to anyone.

Yanxi cough: "Didn't you lose it?"

She put the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, sighed, and smiled: "Treat me well, Yanxi, marrying me is really a blessing from your last life."

The ring that was thrown twice in a row and was picked up twice again shined on those plain white hands.

So precious.

The priest said: "In the name of Jesus, I declare that you will be married from now on."

He said, "Mrs. Yan, hello."

She said: "Mr. Yan, please advise."

Lower your head, hug her, and kiss deeply.

From then on, to another starting point in life, no longer lonely.

Go to bed, turn off the light, cough.

Shao Yan didn't wear clothes, and Mrs. Yan didn't wear clothes either.

He asked: "Can I touch it?"

Mrs. Yan gritted her teeth nervously: "I don't know."

Yanxi "Oh", touched: "It really is B, you lied to me..."

Mrs. Yan was annoyed: "Everyone said it was C, what kind of claws?"

Yanxi touched her daughter-in-law's face: "You have a fever? Why is it so hot?"

Mrs. Yan's shame soared: "I am a bride, ah, bride, are men like this in the first night?"

Yanxi licked the child's mouth with her tongue: "I want a face or a child, say."

Mrs. Yan's gentle temperament endured to the limit, she opened her mouth to yell at her, but Mr. Yan's tongue flashed, and she drove straight in, hmm, speechless.

Yanxi said, "Don't be nervous, I'll tap in in a while."

Mrs. Yan was provoked by him: "Oh."

Then, for three minutes, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, started screaming.

"very painful!"

"Yanxi, you show off, get out, I don't want a baby anymore, get out!"

Yanxi was hideous and sweaty, and did not dare to move. In the end, she coquettishly said her wife: "Old woman, mother-in-law, you won't hurt if I move."

Mrs. Yan doubted: "Really?"

"Ah ah ah ah, Yan Xi, you liar, it hurts to death!"

Mr. Yan was not kind, pretending not to hear, sealed her lips, but his eyes were full of smiles in the dark.

All night, Xianghan.