The happy daily life of routine sea king

Zhong Keke's crying subsided: "Then you have to hurry up..."

Her eldest brother snorted, and said again: "The bride price is the next best thing. You and the original wife haven't divorced yet, and if you offer the bride price before you get divorced, you're not fooling us!"

"Immediately bring it up immediately." I don't know if she was forced hard, but the youngest Wu took out her mobile phone, "I'll call her right away to go through the formalities."

Very good!Seeing this, Ling Yugui couldn't help making comparisons in his heart.

It's a pity that before he dialed it out, Mrs. Wu rushed to the middle of the three crying and said, "What a hundred thousand, where did my family get the money from!"

While crying, she pawed the youngest Wu and refused to let him call.

Ling Yugui wished he could go up and push her away because of the old witch's mess.

Fortunately, the youngest Wu was very firm: "Mom, don't quarrel, it's all like this, I can't ignore their mother and child, the neighbors are watching!"

His words can be regarded as hitting the Achilles' heel of Mrs. Wu, her movements froze, and her screaming was not so exaggerated.

The youngest Wu hurriedly dialed Ling Wenxiu, said a few words, and hung up the phone with a smile on her face.

Zhong Keke stared at his red eyes from crying: "She agrees?"

"Of course, she can still disagree. I will go through the divorce procedures tomorrow."

Zhong Keke smiled with satisfaction, and Zhong Zhengde also seemed relieved.

Next, several people began to argue about the bride price.

Ling Yugui didn't have the patience to listen. Anyway, his goal had been achieved, so he went back to the county with Xiyi, and went back to the village with Ling Wenxiu tomorrow to go through the formalities.

Just getting her husband to agree to a divorce like this, Ling Wenxiu was very emotional: "After so many years, we finally broke up..."

Ling Yugui was afraid that she would go back on his word, so he added embellishments: "It should have been like this a long time ago. From my point of view, he doesn't miss the past at all."

Even if she knew what kind of virtue her husband was, Ling Wenxiu still couldn't help but feel hurt, Ling Yugui comforted her for a while.

As Xi Yi listened to the siblings talking, a vision seemed to appear in front of her eyes.

He went far away, and Ling Yugui became the one left behind.

Can he really just let it go as he is comforting Ling Wenxiu now, or is he indulging in the illusion of the beautiful past?

Thinking of all kinds of possibilities, Xiyi's left hand trembled slightly nervously.

It's really exciting.

In order not to be recognized by others, only Ling Yugui accompanied Ling Wenxiu back to Wujia Village the next day, while Xi Yi stayed in the county with Xiaohua.

After they finished their work, Xi came back again to dispose of the rented farmhouse.

I don't know what happened last night, the youngest Wu who was waiting for them at the head of the village had bruises and purple spots on his face.

Even Ling Wenxiu, who usually sees him like a mouse sees a cat, can't help but laugh when she sees him like this, but she still pretends to be scared and says, "You, are you okay?"

Ling Yugui pretended to be ignorant of what was going on in the village, dutifully playing the role of an angry younger brother: "Mrs. Wu, are you afraid that I will beat you, so you made yourself like this first?"

The youngest Wu gave him a hard look: "Take care of yourself, let's go!"

He walked with a limp and looked badly injured.

Ling Yugui was very satisfied with the result, so that he would not try to beat the youngest Wu again.

The two went through the divorce procedures very quickly, Xiaohua Wu's family definitely didn't want it, and the youngest Wu didn't have much property under her name, which saved a lot of trouble.

Ling Yugui helped Ling Wenxiu get his things from Wu's house, during which Mrs. Wu guarded them like a thieves, and even took a few floret toys and had to gossip beside them.

In order to get out of the fire pit quickly, Ling Wenxiu held back her words, pretended to be sad and didn't want to talk, and silently packed her things.

Ling Yugui made an excuse that he couldn't listen anymore, so he went out to get some air and took off the secretly installed camera.

It was almost noon, and the two finally walked out of Wu's house dragging their snakeskin bags.

Ling Wenxiu looked at the luggage in his younger brother's hand and shed a tear: "After so many years, this is all I have..."

"I'll buy you better ones in the future, and you can just lose all of this."

"How much money do you earn, such a waste!"

"You should spend as much as you want for your sister! There is also Xiaohua, you have to dress her up beautifully!"

Ling Yugui was in the middle of talking, when several aunts came over, and one of the fat aunts shouted, "Wenxiu, are you leaving now?"

Ling Wenxiu recognized them and stopped to say hello.

The aunts seemed to be quite displeased with her, and the fat aunt took the lead and said, "I said you shouldn't agree to the divorce so simply. If you delay it a little longer, let's see what will happen to that woman with a big belly!"

"Hey, the youngest one doesn't even plan to have Xiaohua, so I don't have any point in procrastinating."

An aunt in a flowered dress showed a disgusted expression: "What, my own flesh and blood still hate it? What kind of man!"

The fat aunt said: "You still don't know about their family, especially Mrs. Wu, her daughter doesn't even need anything. Wenxiu has worked hard all these years."

Huayi let out a pooh:

"If you want me to tell you, don't be sad, that vixen is not a worry-free person. The Wu family had a long quarrel yesterday, and Mrs. Wu even took out the coffin as a bride price before the woman stopped. It's evil that comes with evil! But now she If you make such a fuss, if you don't have a son in the future, you will be in big trouble!"

Another aunt wearing a straw hat laughed when she heard this:

"I think it's useless for Mrs. Wu to have so many sons. The second and third sons of the Wu family went back last night without paying any money. They just beat up their younger brother, and their noise can be heard from far away. .”

The fat aunt patted her head exaggeratedly:

"Also, it's no wonder that I saw Mrs. Wu shrivelled today. She really deserves it. Who told her to favor her younger son? I don't know how much she has given her over the years. The second and third child have endured and are doing well now. It would have been a long time ago for another person to refuse to help out."

Several people comforted Ling Wenxiu a few more words, and then they dispersed.

Ling Yugui left early yesterday, but he didn't expect that there would be follow-ups. Seeing that both Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu were unlucky, most of her anger was out of her mind.

Ling's father had always been rigid, Ling Wenxiu didn't plan to go home to be scolded for the time being, and decided to take her daughter to stay at Ling Yugui's house for a while and find some part-time jobs, Ling Yugui naturally welcomed her with both hands.

In the afternoon, several people boarded the train back to Ling Yu's home.

Looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window, Ling Yugui began to worry again.

The two bedrooms and one living room rented now seem to be a bit insufficient. When his sister comes, he can only share a room with Xi Yi.

No matter how you think about it, it's a bit embarrassing.

Maybe it's time for a bigger house.

He was thinking about the rent issue, and unconsciously fell asleep, with his lowered head subconsciously leaning against Xiyi's shoulder.

Feeling the weight on his shoulders, Xi Yi looked thoughtfully at Ling Yugui's hairy head and raised his hand.

The next second, he glanced at Ling Wenxiu and her daughter who were sitting across the aisle, put his hands back on his lap, and simply squinted his eyes.

Halfway through the train, Xiao Hua cried out that she was hungry, Ling Wenxiu got up to make some noodles, and saw the two sleeping next to each other, Ling Yugui's head almost fell into Xi Yi's arms.

Her heart skipped a beat for no reason, as if she had spied something growing in the dark.

"Mom, why didn't you pick up the water?"

Xiaohua's urging interrupted Ling Wenxiu's thoughts. She shook her head, but she couldn't figure out what she was worried about, so she went to fetch water with instant noodles.

It was already night when he returned home with his luggage, and Ling Yugui's not-so-big rental house suddenly seemed quite crowded.

Ling Wenxiu was embarrassed: "How about I rent a house?"

"Sister, you still have to see me, this is also a place to live, isn't it good for the two of us to share, just clean it up."

Ling Yugui moved out all the things in his room, planning to leave the master bedroom to Ling Wenxiu and her daughter.

The second bedroom Xi Yi originally lived in was relatively small, with only a single bed, a table and sofa chairs for the live broadcast, and now he had to move out the sundries first.

But the bed definitely can't fit two adult men over 1.8 meters tall.

Seeing that more than half of the room was emptied, Ling Yugui measured the size with his eyes: "Tomorrow, I will buy a single bed. Today I will sleep on the sofa in the living room."

Unexpectedly, Xi Yi was the first to take his quilt off the bed: "I'd better go to sleep on the sofa, you have a good rest."

Ling Yugui chased him out, and saw that Xiyi had already put his things on the sofa.

Ling Wenxiu went to coax Xiao Hua to sleep just now, and Ling Yugui didn't dare to make any noise through a thin door: "No, you are taller than me, can you sleep on the sofa?"

"It's okay to make do with one night, there's no reason to let the boss sleep on the sofa."

According to Ling Yugui's previous temperament, it should be a relief for someone to volunteer to sleep on the sofa.

Now, he was reluctant to let Xi Yi curl up on the small and narrow sofa for two.

Ling Yugui tapped the back of the sofa lightly, and watched Xiyi clumsily spread the thin blanket on the sofa with a tangled expression.

"Let me do it." Ling Yugui couldn't bear to watch, and took the blanket.

Somebody was going to sleep on the couch anyway, and he did his best to make him comfortable.

Ling Yugui folded two blankets and spread them on the sofa, pressed them left and right, and finally shook his head: "I can't sleep at all, so it's better to make a bed on the floor and add a few more quilts."

"also."

Xi Yi has never been picky about these things, so she slept on a floor bunk in the second bedroom.

Ling Yugui put two layers of quilts on him, but he was still not at ease. The night in December was already very cold, and there was no heating in the house.

In the darkness, Ling Yugui tossed and turned for a while. He should be very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy, and messy thoughts filled his mind.

For a while, he was thinking about how to arrange the future life of Xiaohua, mother and daughter, and for a while, he was worried that Xiyi would not sleep well.

He couldn't help opening his eyes, and unconsciously looked at the raised figure on the ground.

Xi Yi slept very well, he could hardly hear any movement, only the sound of even breathing in the room.

Neon lights poured into the room from the window, and the pink shimmer depicted Yuichi's outline.

His backlit side face forms a perfect black human-shaped puzzle, like a movie poster telling some secrets, arousing infinite reverie.

Ling Yugui quietly admired this scene, his mind gradually settled down, he let go, and soon sank into the embrace of sleep.