Warm Water Spirits

The next day is the wedding, and Song Xueying's bridal makeup has not yet been finalized.She herself has a lot of ideas and she has to try everything.Pei Yue heard Aunt Song complaining on the phone early in the morning, and asked about it on the way back. Song Xueying seemed to have found a bosom friend, opened the mobile phone album, pulled Pei Yue, and said, "It just so happened that you came to help me reference. I tried six sets of flash photos in a mess. In the end, I got rid of them all, and the pearls are more beautiful, but is it too simple?"

Pei Yue took the phone and flicked it one by one, teasing the stunning beauties in each photo: "Are you getting married? I didn't know that I thought you were going to participate in the Best Actress Awards."

The two talked all the way, and they were not idle when they reached the old house. Song Xueying directly took Pei Yue to the room on the third floor to continue trying on makeup. Take a break, sister Pei Yue, after so long, will you be able to settle down as soon as your sister Pei Yue comes?"

Song Xueying turned her head and made a face: "Maybe! Sister Pei Yue has excellent eyesight!"

Aunt Song was funny, she didn't know what to say for a while, but her eyes were full of love.

Jiang Yunqi and Wenwen stood side by side at the door of the kitchen on the second floor, facing the stairs while drinking water while watching Song Xueying and Pei Yue go upstairs hand in hand, intimate.

After drinking a glass of water, Wen Wen sighed: "The friendship between women is based on mutual praise."

"Pfft——" Jiang Yunqi was unprepared, and sprayed out a mouthful of water.

Pei Che, who was talking to Wen Cuo on the balcony not far away, noticed it, turned around and walked over: "What's the matter?" Passing by the dining table, he took some paper towels for Jiang Yunqi to wipe.

Jiang Yunqi coughed and couldn't speak: "No...cough cough—" He slightly raised his head as Pei Che wiped his chin.

Pei Zhe frowned: "Are you choking?" He took the water glass that Jiang Yunqi had been holding in his hand, looked down at Wenwen, and asked, "What's the matter, little uncle?"

Wenwen was still a little afraid of Pei Zhe, and answered honestly in a low voice: "I just said that the friendship between my mother and sister Ying is based on mutual boasting, and my uncle choked."

Wen Cuo, who was walking slowly behind him, burst out laughing.

Wenwen ran to her father and grabbed Wencuo's trousers: "Isn't it right! Dad, what are you laughing at!"

Pei Zhe turned around and smiled, "That's right."

Jiang Yunqi coughed until his face turned red, and he couldn't help laughing now.

The group didn't go out for lunch, Song Xueying and Pei Yue took the helm and cooked a rich meal full of color and fragrance.

Aunt Song praised Pei Yue for her good craftsmanship, Pei Yue laughed and said she didn't learn from Aunt Song.Song Xueying ate two mouthfuls and acted coquettishly with Aunt Song, talking about me, Pei Yue put chopsticks beef cubes into her bowl, and said with a smile, Sister Ying's cooking skills are among the best, so it's a blessing to eat it.

On the side, Wenwen chewed the rice and rolled her eyes silently, turning her face to look at Jiang Yunqi, Jiang Yunqi laughed so hard that she almost couldn't hold her chopsticks.

Pei Zhe rarely laughed for a while.

Wencuo was even more exaggerated, shaking his whole body from laughing, and finally laughed again.

At the whole table, Wen Yi and Song Qigui faced each other face to face.

The three women saw something strange, Song Xueying took the lead in attacking her, and called her names directly: "Song Qigui! What's going on?"

Song Qigui looked confused: "I don't know! You might as well ask Wen Yi if you ask me."

Wen Yi seemed to understand his own name, Wen Yan danced the spoon and babbled, his milky little face beaming.

When Song Qigui answered, Jiang Yunqi simply laughed while clutching his chopsticks.

Pei Zhe had no choice but to take out the chopsticks from his hand and put them aside, leaned closer and whispered, "Don't you want to eat?"

Wen Cuo couldn't sit still with laughter, he stood up and prepared to temporarily leave the atmosphere of the dinner table.

Pei Yue called people to stop: "Wen Cuo, talk."

Wen Cuo ran away quickly.

Aunt Song saw that Jiang Yunqi was laughing so much that he didn't even eat, so she asked, "Yunqi, what's the matter? Don't laugh while eating, be careful of choking."

Jiang Yunqi nodded with a suppressed smile, then lowered his head and continued to suppress a smile after a while.

Pei Zhe was helpless: "So funny?"

Jiang Yunqi tilted his head towards Pei Zhe, nodded vigorously twice, his shoulders trembled with laughter.

Pei Zhe reached out and stroked the back of Jiang Yunqi's neck, the corners of his lips curved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Wenwen kept her eyes on her nose, her nose and her heart, quietly eating rice.

Song Xueying saw that it was tricky, and wanted to continue to ask, but was stopped by Aunt Song's eyes. Everything that came out of Song Xueying's mouth, sweet can become spicy.

Noticing Pei Yue's attention, she tapped Pei Zhe's wine glass with her fingertips and jingled twice before Pei Zhe turned her eyes away from Jiang Yunqi, who was buried in her head.

Pei Yue bent her lips and said, "Sister has assigned you a task."

Knowing what Pei Yue was going to say, Pei Zhe touched one temple with his fingers, put his other hand on the back of Jiang Yunqi's chair, and smiled at Pei Yue: "Sister, it's not a big deal."

Song Xueying snorted when she heard the words, and leaned over to Pei Yue's ear and said, "Is your younger brother's surname Jiang now?"

Pei Yue burst out laughing, and looked at Song Xueying in a blink of an eye, "You only knew that your surname was Jiang a long time ago?"

Jiang Yunqi raised his head and blinked: "Sister Pei Yue——"

Wenwen turned her head: "Little uncle! I want to eat that meatball!" The little hand pointed straight to the other side of the table.

Pei Yue narrowed her eyes, realized something, stretched out her chopsticks to pick up meatballs for Wenwen, and said in a drawn out tone, "Wenwen..."

Jiang Yunqi hurriedly said: "It's really all right, sister Pei Yue."

Aunt Song looked around and felt that this group of juniors was really fun, so she stepped forward to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, what's wrong with Xiaoxiao? It's rare for us Yunqi to smile, so it's not allowed?"

When Aunt Song spoke, Song Xueying suddenly felt bored. Aunt Song was as fond of Pei Zhe as she was, so she immediately picked up chopsticks and stuffed them with rice.Pei Yue looked at the people present one by one, and probably knew it, but she didn't ask any more.

Wen Cuo Youzai Youzai returned to the dining table.

Song Qigui said "huh": "You are very skilled in this tactic."

Wen Cuo said with a look of inadequacy: "The way of marriage."

Song Qigui: "..."

It rained during the meal, and then it started to blow wind again. The wind in the forest gradually picked up and spread to the old house, like thunder.The sky suddenly became darker, and the natural light cast from the curtain wall only extended to the corner of the table, and the tree shadows covered it, like floating algae, making you drowsy.

Aunt Song left the dining table and turned on the rest of the lights in the dining room.

Wen Cuo followed Song Qi back to the wine cellar to pick wine, and continued to drink when he came back.Pei Yue drank a little too much, Song Xueying took her to the balcony to grind coffee, and the warm, slightly astringent coffee smell was wrapped in the rain and diffused towards the room.

Song Xueying turned her head to look at Yingying Nuan's yellow wall lamp, and began to worry about tomorrow's wedding: "It's said to be a rare sunny day, but as it looks like, I don't know if it's true or not."

Pei Yue leaned on the back of the chair and turned on the phone: "Who told you that. I see the weather forecast says there will be light rain."

Song Xueying stirred the handle of the spoon little by little: "Ting He said it. He always does this, foolishly coaxing me."

Pei Yue raised her eyes and said with a smile: "I haven't asked you yet, why didn't I see Tinghe this morning?"

Song Xueying lowered her eyelashes, and her tone was a little light: "I'll be thankful if he can come on time tomorrow."

Seeing that what Song Xueying said didn't look like a lie, Pei Yue said in a low voice, "What, did you quarrel? It shouldn't be, Ting He's temper, why would he quarrel with you?"

Song Xueying habitually brushed her temples, and frowned slightly: "It's not noisy... but his mother didn't want to wait for Suihu when it came to the end. Tinghe was also a little angry because he got up early and sent his mother back."

Song Xueying: "...Sent away directly?"

Song Xueying nodded: "Yeah." She smiled again, and turned to the unbelievable Pei Yue: "You didn't see my mother-in-law's face. I guess she thought that her son would keep her, but who knew that Tinghe would stay silent, Just say you want to go, go, the ticket is booked for you."

Pei Yue was happy: "Stay busy and do big things."

After a while, Song Xueying sighed again: "I just sent me a message saying that I didn't want to leave halfway, so I don't know what to make of this..."

Pei Yue lay back again, and patted Song Xueying's shoulder: "Don't be afraid, nothing will happen. Tinghe can handle it clearly. No matter how bad it is, I'll protect you."

Aunt Song came over and heard the last few words, her face slapped on the floor: "Where is Xie Tinghe clear! I don't think his mother is allowed to come over! What kind of family! Pick and choose! What's wrong with our sister Ying? What did you say? Going to settle abroad, because I won’t get married—oh! This is because of my sister Ying?! He Xie Tinghe has the ability not to marry! Wherever sister Ying goes, he will follow! Be silent, stick tight!"

Jiang Yunqi was sitting far away, Aunt Song's voice was louder than Pei Yue and Song Xueying's, she would listen to every word, and asked curiously, "What does brother-in-law Xie do?"

Pei Zhe shook his head, twirling a cigarette between his fingers. It was Song Qigui who was in high spirits and meant to offer a treasure. When Jiang Yunqi came over and wanted to hold it, Pei Zhe raised his hand and put it a little far away.

Jiang Yunqi: "..."

Wen Cuo held the cigarette and sniffed it, with a regretful expression on his face, but he didn't smoke like Pei Zhe, and Song Qigui was not allowed to smoke. After all, the children were there, so he followed Jiang Yunqi's words and asked Song Qigui, "What does your brother-in-law do?"

Song Qigui felt aggrieved, and silently put away the remaining cigarette packs: "University professor... Sister Ying met in Milan when she was studying, and followed her all the way back to China."

Wen Cuo said with a "huh": "Love species!" He tapped the butt of the cigarette on the edge of the table and made two slight beeps.

Song Qigui raised his eyes: "By the way, she's still two years younger than Ms. Ying. His mother always disagrees. The wedding was supposed to be held at this time last year, but it's dragged until now. We broke up halfway through..." Turning his head Looking at his sister from a distance: "Don't look at Sister Ying's strong personality, that guy has a dark belly, and he eats Sister Ying to death—"

"You don't understand, this is love." Wen Cuo sniffed the cigarette while the old god was there.

Song Qigui was speechless: "You understand. The way to repay the marriage—what does Sister Pei Yue like about you?"

Wen Cuo straightened up, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't think I don't know."

Song Qigui glanced at Pei Zhe, Pei Zhe was playing with Jiang Yunqi in the silly game of raising a cigarette high and not giving it away, turned his face away and continued to stare at Wencuo, and cut his voice for a moment: "You are close to the water."

Pei Zhe pretended not to hear him the whole time, got up and patted Jiang Yunqi who suddenly smelled a strong gossip and forgot to reach out to grab a cigarette from him, and said, "Go take a nap."

Jiang Yunqi looked up at him: "Ah..."

Pei Zhe picked up Jiang Yunqi's waist and left.

Jiang Yunqi: "I'm going to throw up!"

Pei Zhe: "Go up and vomit again. Don't embarrass Brother Pei."

Jiang Yunqi: "..."