Turning his back, Dad Fu wiped away the tears on his face again.
"Our daughter will be very happy, very happy. Hongmei, have you seen it? Did you see it? You must have seen it... You must have seen it." He whispered, and the tears that were silently wiped away were filled with happiness and gratification. , There is still a deep yearning for his dead wife.
The old man had already wiped his tears with the veil he was carrying with him. When the two men exchanged rings, the old man repeated the word "OK" several times.
Next to him are Mrs. Xia and Mrs. Xia. The two always see that their most beloved grandson has come to their feet. From then on, there are people around them laughing, crying, struggling together, and sharing the joys and sorrows together. The two have no regrets in their hearts in this life.
"Okay, okay, happy event, what are you crying for?" Old man Xia was still comforting his wife. In fact, the old man silently wiped his tears a few times before he refused to admit it.
The old lady glared at her wife, "What's wrong with me crying, I'm crying with joy. I'm so happy, I just want to cry, can you manage it?"
"Good, good, no control, no control, cry hard, but don't hurt your eyes." Old man Xia softened suddenly, where would you dare to say anything about the old lady crying.
Therefore, the reason why Xia family men dote on their wives has its roots. It’s the same from top to bottom, spoiling and respecting, no matter how hard life is, it won’t hurt his wife and children.
Commander-in-chief Xia's mood was really mixed.
Pretend that your eyes are in dust, wipe your eyes, and then pretend that nothing happened, not moving, keeping the image of Yan father standing still.
The uncle glanced at him from the corner of the eye, and faintly opened his eyes, "Cry if you want to cry, who says you can't do it?"
"I'm wrong." Commander Xia replied solemnly, "It's just an engagement, not a marriage. Why am I crying."
Uncle Xia didn't believe it very much, and lightly "Ho", "The sixth one is engaged and has his own home. From then on, you will be his other home. Also, you don't need to cry, you have to celebrate. Celebrate that you have finally escaped from the sea of suffering, since then you are chic and comfortable, and you will remember to drink a few more glasses to celebrate."
This is all ironic.
Since childhood, Commander-in-Chief Xia has never been in the hands of his venomous elder brother.
I can't say it, I can't beat it, I can't scold it, and I can't even compare my identity!
"I should celebrate. Finally, don't worry about him anymore, and I don't have to think about him getting into trouble. I still have to beat him up. In the future, with someone who disciplines him, I will definitely drink a glass of wine and celebrate."
Commander-in-chief Xia answered calmly, but in exchange for Uncle Xia’s two cooler "hoho", "Drink your sorrow and worry more with wine, drink less, don’t get so drunk that you cry, and you are embarrassed in front of your in-laws. Our Xia family really can't afford to lose such a person."
"It's also the commander-in-chief anyway, don't think of yourself as a three-year-old kid, you want to get yourself drunk if you feel a little sad."
Commander Xia was so tired that he didn't want to talk to his elder brother.
It was him who made him drunk and celebrated. He said he wanted to drink to celebrate. He also said that he was using wine to pour his sorrows to make him even more sorrowful.
forget it. I'm done here.
Looking at the time again, it’s almost time to go. Commander Xia coughed and coughed. Ye Jian immediately received the message and said softly to the man who was holding her arms tightly: "Team Xia, I have to go, you stay. Come down and sit down with you, and I will contact you as soon as I get back."