Flower World

Although it was just an engagement ceremony, but because of He Dianying's prominent status, it was also a "Chinese-Japanese marriage" with extremely high political significance, so the scale was quite large.Aoyama Tomomi's father and brother were both in the army and could not attend. Mother and sister-in-law rushed over from Harbin by train, so they were the only two family members of her natal family.

There is no doubt about He Dianying's traitorous behavior in the past; so now seeing this marriage, no one is surprised to question it.

On the night of the ceremony, Yu Zhiyao accepted the invitation of a friend and went to the Bohai Building to attend the business reception.Ma Weiyuan accompanied him all the way as a follower.There are both men and women in the reception, which is charming and elegant.Yu Zhiyao was holding a glass of champagne, with a streamer-like smile on his face, joking and joking with others; however, the champagne in the glass trembled slightly, and it was his hands that trembled again.

After a while, he felt a warm dizziness.The vision in front of him was a little shaken, like champagne in a glass about to splash.There was no chance to leave during the small reception, so he took Ma Weiyuan to the elevator, intending to go to the rooftop to enjoy the night breeze.

Standing on the tallest building in Tianjin Wei, Yu Zhiyao looked down with a wine glass and saw the lights of the whole world.

In the farthest night sky, a gigantic firework suddenly bloomed.Yu Zhiyao watched the brilliant fireworks wither slowly, until the sky returned to darkness, and then he asked softly as if talking to himself: "Where is this celebration held? The scene is not small."

Ma Weiyuan from behind replied, "Second Master, this should be Boss He's engagement dinner."

Yu Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, that's the direction of the Japanese Concession."

Fireworks are blooming one after another in the sky, there is no sound, only colors, just like a colorful and gorgeous silent film, staged on the boundless dark background cloth.Yu Zhiyao closed her eyes with a half-smile, then raised her wine glass to the distant fireworks.

"Congratulations." He said silently in his heart.

Then he raised his head and drank the champagne in the glass.

Yu Zhiyao drank a few more glasses at the reception, and was a little drunk after returning home.The mute took over from Ma Weiyuan and waited on him to wash and change his clothes.He followed others' orders without saying a word, until finally he got on the big bed, the mute tried to help him to lie down, but he insisted on sitting up and refused to sleep.

The mute didn't force him, and stood by the bed and pulled him in front of him.Everything about him, many things, others do not understand, only the dumb know.And he lowered his head heavily, only let out a long sigh.

Some thoughts, about love, about desire, can't be said to a dumb person.Even if I can say it, I don't know where to start.I am confused, how can I get a clear result?

After the engagement ceremony, He Dianying was still very busy.

He first took his mother-in-law and sister-in-law to visit Tianjin, and then sent them on the train bound for the northeast.Although Youmei is still only a fiancée in terms of status, she is already satisfied and must stay to take care of her beloved little boy fiancé.She is not the eldest lady of a wealthy family, she can do a little bit of work.Joyfully taking on the responsibility of being a housewife, she soon managed to live her life on her own.

In a family run by someone, the atmosphere naturally changes.Every day when He Dianying returned home in a grand manner, someone greeted her when she entered the door to greet her with greetings.Youmei respects him like an old man, and loves him like a child.He was sitting on the tatami mat with two legs stretched out, smoking a cigarette, the front of the sock was torn, and the toes were exposed.When Tomomi saw him, she held his feet and took off the socks.

The next morning, the socks were mended and washed, and they were stacked and placed at the end of the bed.He Dianying hadn't worn patched socks for many years, but now she picked up one and looked at the fine stitches, and felt a novel warmth.

But he didn't wear torn socks, nor did he mend them, because he had worn enough tattered clothes since he was a child.

He Dianying misses Yu Zhiyao a little, but has no chance to meet him.The city is carrying out a law and order strengthening campaign, and he is busy arresting people and killing people, and he is red-eyed.The movement in the city had just ended, and he ran to Wen County again—the army assembled by the mob really failed to succeed and failed. Not only did it fail to hit the guerrillas, but was robbed of military supplies by the guerrillas during the internal strife .Li Zhencheng tied up the leaders of the trouble and took them to the dungeon, waiting for He Dianying to deal with them.He Dianying had nothing to say, and directly held a meeting, brought this group of dishonest things in front of people, and beheaded them all for public display.

After being intimidated, several officers in the team approached He Dianying in private. When they met, they knelt down and kowtowed, and would worship him as their teacher if they wanted to join the gang.He Dianying is tired of accepting apprentices now, and he didn't want to, but the other party knocked his head loudly, so he had no choice but to open the incense hall, because the ceremony was complicated, so he sent someone to Tianjin to pick up a few senior brothers. help.

He Dianying was busy outside like a windmill, spinning endlessly from morning till night.At the same time, Yu Zhiyao is quite leisurely.

He has already passed the time of fighting the country, and now he is hiding in the concession land, just sitting on the golden mountain to live a good life.The men and horses under him are also capable, and they never let him worry about it.With his current strength, as long as He Dianying doesn't trouble him, it will be difficult for others to shake him.He thought that he could be as stable and dignified as Jin Maosheng for more than ten years—although Jin Maosheng still died on the street in the end.

In the blink of an eye, autumn came, and Feng'er entered middle school.

It's probably because Song Yichen's little wife has recently shown her belly shape and has received a lot of attention, so Feng'er's status has been lowered a little accordingly.She couldn't take it anymore, and ran to Yu's mansion when she had nothing to do, but when she saw Yu Zhiyao, she was still in a good mood, stopped calling uncle, and just said "you".

Yu Zhiyao didn't have the same knowledge as her, no matter how angry she was, in his eyes, she was just a little girl making her temper.

On a sunny autumn Sunday, he took Feng'er out to make clothes in a tailor's shop.It was time for both of them to add new clothes, which happened to be custom-made in a store.Feng'er first went to measure the shape, while Yu Zhiyao sat aside, listening quietly to her discussing this year's modern styles with the old tailor.

When Feng'er was settled, the apprentices freed up their hands to entertain Yu Zhiyao.Feng'er pulled the material and compared it to him, carefully examining and thinking; Yu Zhiyao was helpless at her mercy, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry about it, navy blue and dark gray are fine, don't you usually wear these colors? ?”

Feng'er pouted disapprovingly: "Why do you always dress so old-fashioned? The foreign students in our school still wear striped suits!"

Yu Zhiyao turned around under her command: "Isn't that a clown in a funny show?"

The apprentice stood next to Feng'er holding a roll of thin woolen cloth. Feng'er pulled the cloth over his back and said, "It's just for talking, but I didn't let you wear it!"

Feng'er decided to choose the clothing material for Yu Zhiyao, and she was going to Qi Shilin for dinner.The two sat in the private room. She picked up a fork of salad and tasted it. She felt that the taste was not good, so she directly brought it to Yu Zhiyao's mouth: "I don't want it, I'll give it to you."

Yu Zhiyao hesitantly opened her mouth to eat, and at the same time secretly sighed in her heart, knowing that she would not be able to treat Feng'er as a little girl in the future to be affectionate and tease.

During this meal, Feng'er almost didn't eat anything seriously, she took a small bite of everything, and then expressed her dislike, before feeding it to Yu Zhiyao.Yu Zhiyao couldn't get annoyed with her, she just found it funny.At the end, Feng'er put down the knife and fork, opened the small handbag beside her to find a handkerchief, and complained casually: "This handbag is not good either, the pearls on the surface are in a mess."

Yu Zhiyao lowered his head and took a sip of hot coffee: "I don't eat handbags."

Feng'er raised her head and stared blankly at him, then burst into a "puchi" laugh.Picking up the table knife and stabbing him, she laughed softly, "You're so annoying."

Feng'er felt that she really loved Yu Zhiyao very much.Compared with her uncle, the male students who handed her love letters are simply a group of small children, ants are generally neither attractive nor valuable.

The studies that were once the most important have lost their luster, so what if I become a female doctor?She just wants to be with her uncle.

But my uncle didn't know anything, so he just smiled and treated her well.

The nicer Yu Zhiyao was to her, the more panicked she felt.Because the older she got, the closer she was to the age of marriage.Although it is reasonable to wait until the end of school; but my father thinks that a girl who has been studying for six years is already wasted to the point of absurdity.

When leaving Qishilin, Feng'er wanted to take Yu Zhiyao's arm.Yu Zhiyao refused with a smile: "Hey, you are a big girl, and you still want to drag your uncle to walk?"

When Feng'er heard this, she couldn't help it: "I like you, don't you appreciate it?"

Yu Zhiyao couldn't dodge it, and couldn't say it clearly, for fear of hurting Feng'er's self-esteem.Raising his hand to support the wall and shaking it, he chuckled softly: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, uncle has been drinking and is a little dizzy now."

Feng'er didn't let go: "Then I'll help you out."

Yu Zhiyao sighed and had no choice but to walk outside.