Song Qiaoxi looked at her father holding the watermelon knife, looking very scary, and stood up immediately to protect Chu Jin, "Dad, why are you holding the knife? Put the knife down and talk about it..."
"Old Song! What does it look like holding a knife? It scares the child." Qiao Qin hurriedly stood up from the chair, snatched the watermelon knife from Song Jianguo's hand, and pushed him with his elbow, "Didn't you buy two A watermelon? There's one on the balcony, wash that one and bring it over."
Song Jianguo frowned and went into the kitchen without saying a word.
Song Qiaoxi looked at the watermelon that was smashed into pieces on the marble floor, heartbroken!
It's not summer, is it easy to eat watermelon, or a red seedless watermelon...
She even wanted to pick one to see if there was a piece that didn't touch the ground, could she take the opportunity to take a bite
There is nothing more enjoyable than eating iced watermelon with the heating on. This refreshing feeling is second only to the quilt with the air conditioner on in the summer.
It's a pity that Song Qiaoxi's little thought has long been seen through by Chu Jin.
"You wash your hands, go upstairs after washing your hands, I'll clean up here." Chu Jin pulled Song Qiaoxi aside and whispered a few words in her ear.
"I can't go up wow," Song Qiaoxi replied eagerly, "I go up, my dad won't take a watermelon knife for a while, what can you do with a bone machete instead?"
"Xixi, go upstairs, don't mix it downstairs." Song's mother brought a garbage bag and a large roll of kitchen paper, and raised her chin to her daughter.
"Mom... Look at Dad..." Song Qiaoxi stomped her feet in a hurry.
"Be good, be obedient, go upstairs." Qiao Qin softened and patted her shoulder, "Don't worry about having a mother looking at your father? Chu Jin has something to say to us, what are you messing with? Come up quickly. Go upstairs."
At this moment, Song Jianguo came out holding another watermelon, this time his expression was much calmer.
He cut half of the watermelon, inserted a stainless steel spoon between the bright red and crisp watermelon, he handed it to Song Qiaoxi, "Go upstairs to eat, listen to your mother, how do you really think I can do it all? He's a child I raised, just like my own."
"Oh..." With Dad's words, Song Qiaoxi felt relieved and went upstairs with half a watermelon in his arms.
The watermelon my father bought today is really delicious, crunchy and sweet, and very hydrated.
It's a pity that Song Qiaoxi couldn't eat it after a few spoonfuls, and she was still thinking about the three people talking downstairs.
She didn't know how long her parents were going to talk to Chu Jin, so she simply went into the bathroom of her room and took a shower in advance, so she didn't know what time she would have to wait.
When she came out of the bathroom with her wet hair down, she heard her mother knock on the door of her room.
"Mom, are you finished talking?" Song Qiaoxi rushed forward and hugged her mother's arm.
"Your dad still wants to chat with Chu Jin alone, it's alright, don't worry about it," Qiao Qin stroked Song Qiaoxi's hair, "It's so wet? Come on, mom will blow it for you."
Qiao Qin held her daughter in front of the dressing table, and turned the hair dryer to a warm setting as she did when she was a child. First, she carefully dried her scalp, and then half-dried the hair near the end of her hair.
Song Qiaoxi seemed to be back in her old house in the Qizhou compound, with a scorched hair dryer. The twelve-year-old was troubled by the beginning of her love affair, and her mother gave her all her patience and relief.
"We Xixi have grown up and will be twenty years old in June. She's really a big girl." Mom's voice was soft, she turned off the hairdryer, and gently ran her fingers through her hair.
I don't know why, Song Qiaoxi felt a little want to cry, she turned around and hugged her mother's waist, her voice muffled, "Mom, I really like Chu Jin, I know you and dad treat him like his own child, but, I have never regarded Chu Jin as a brother..."
"Mom knows, thinking about it now, sometimes you can see some clues. But you two have been in front of me every day and have been close since childhood. Mom didn't think about that." Song Mama stroked Song Qiaoxi's long hair soothingly. , said softly and eloquently, "Mom will not object to your relationship, but I am afraid that you are young, and you may not be able to fully distinguish between love and childhood friendship. Moreover, Chu Jin came up and said that he wants to marry you, you two talk about it. Being in love is one thing, married life is another."
"I know, we are really not children anymore." Song Qiaoxi defended, but other than thinking of the phrase "not children anymore", there is no other reason to give.
"Xixi, love can be impulsive, but marriage and family are responsibilities. Have you ever thought about it? If you and Chu Jin fall in love and find that they are not suitable for each other at the end of their relationship, breaking up will have a great impact on both of them and our family. Big. Two people, boys and girls can be hurt.
Mom just hopes that you can be more careful. You are your mother's own daughter, and Chu Jin was also brought up by her mother since she was a child. The palms and backs of her hands are full of flesh. Neither of you, mother, wants to be hurt..." Qiao Qin confessed to her daughter.
"I understand what my mother said." Song Qiaoxi listened to her mother's words and understood her worries, "Chu Jin and I grew up together since childhood, and the most important thing is tacit understanding. What kind of person is Chu Jin? You and your father know the best, he has no problem with his character, and he is very hardworking.
The most important thing is that we like each other. Mom, Chu Jin and I are serious, not in love with that kind of mentality of talking and watching.
I, I'm willing to marry him, instead of letting me marry a wild man who doesn't know the bottom line, isn't Chu Jin the best choice? "
Seemingly frightened by Song Qiaoxi's long speech, Qiao Qin was moved by her sincere confession.
Perhaps, the feelings of youth are so sincere and passionate, desperate.
Qiao Qin smiled, she and Song Jianguo were never the kind of stubborn and old-fashioned parents, "Mom never said that Chu Jin was not good? I just think that Chu Jin brought up the matter of marrying you. It is indeed a bit quick. "
"Hmm..." Song Qiaoxi nodded, which she herself admitted.
"However," Qiao Qin paused and continued, "Life is your life. You and Chu Jin are both adults, and you must learn to be responsible for your own life, so mother will not interfere with you."
"Really?" Song Qiaoxi almost jumped up when she heard the best news in the world, and then asked nervously, "What about Dad?"
"This, it's up to Chu to do his best." Song's mother tapped her daughter's forehead, laughing that she was really not reserved at all.
--
After an unknown amount of time, Song Qiaoxi was lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep when she heard footsteps of someone going upstairs.
She sat up from the bed with a grunt, jumped out of the bed to open the door, and finally felt relieved when she saw Chu appear in front of her intact.
Pulling him into the room and closing the door carefully, Song Qiaoxi touched him up and down uneasy, and asked nervously, "Dad didn't do anything?"
"Xixi, itchy..." Chu Jin grabbed her little hand that was stroking around and fixed it on his heart, making sure it wouldn't move, and then took it to his lips and kissed it, "Why? Uncle Song won't start with me. ."
"Who told my father that every time he mentioned that I had a boyfriend, he looked fierce and frightening." Song Qiaoxi pouted and said unhappily.
Chu Jin hugged her, "That's just to scare you and not let you fall in love early."
"Oh, then did he object to us?"
"No," Chu Jin paused and smiled, "I don't support or oppose it, let us develop freely."
"Really! Dad really said that?" Song Qiaoxi put her arms around Chu Jin's waist and pressed her chin to the button of his shirt, "You didn't lie to me? Thank God, I can rest assured that Comrade Song Jianguo doesn't object to me."
"If you don't believe me, go ask Uncle Song yourself?" Chu Jin buried his head in her hair, which smelled of sweet apricots, and kissed her neck tightly.
"I, I don't want to ask, how can I ask this, I'm embarrassed..." Song Qiaoxi's breathing was a little short, trying to hide but couldn't.
The door to the room was locked and the lights were off.
"No, no..." Song Qiaoxi said in an angry voice, "I didn't bring anything..."
"Don't go in..." Chu Jin pushed her sweaty forehead away, pecked and kissed her forehead, nose, chin, earlobe...
Song Qiaoxi rubbed her sore wrists and sat angrily on the carpeted floor. Chu Jin hugged her from behind and coaxed her softly, "I'm sorry, Xixi."
"What kind of apology are you talking about?" Song Qiaoxi stretched out her hand and asked Chu Jin to rub it for her in a fit of anger, her hand hurt to death...
While rubbing the little girl's wrist, Chu Jin pondered for a moment, remembering what Uncle Song said to him.
Young people can fight for their careers, but Chu Jin, uncle tells you as a past person that the most important thing for a person is his family.
Only a man who puts his family first can really do a good job.
"When I was before, some ideas were wrong, and I always thought that many things must be done in one step to be successful. For example, how much money can be earned at one time, how big a house can be bought with the money, and how much money can Uncle Song Qiao have over the years? The money I spent on me will be returned to them within a few years by my own ability, so that you can live a good life..." Chu Jin said slowly, in a very soft voice.
"I never cared about this, so you don't know?" Song Qiaoxi's heart was sour, she never knew, Chu Jin would think so much, "There's nothing wrong with us renting an apartment, and you haven't graduated yet. I haven't graduated yet, we are all students. After I graduate, the studio will be able to make money when it operates. Isn't it good for us to work hard together and make money to buy a house? These responsibilities are not yours alone... . "
"Okay," Chu Jin clasped her fingers together, "Xixi, there is something I want to discuss with you..."
After that, he explained the whole process of applying for the Caltech exchange.
"..." Song Qiaoxi opened her mouth, too shocked to speak, and asked after a while, "If you go to LA with me this September, what will happen to your company? You can't be left alone. You are too willful..."
"The company is just about to open up the international market. It is the most suitable for me to go to the United States to lead the team. California itself is very suitable for Internet entrepreneurship... However, these are not important. The important thing is that I don't want to be separated from you anymore. ." Chu Jin held her tighter.
Suddenly dazed by happiness, Song Qiaoxi's nose was sore, and her body was limply leaning against Chu Jin's arms.
The impulsive return to China this time was obviously because she wanted to give him a birthday surprise.
But now, it has become Chu Jin giving himself one surprise after another...
"It takes more than half an hour to drive between UCLA and Caltech. I have already got my driver's license. I will buy a car when I go back to spring break. We can rent a house in the middle of the two schools." Song Qiaoxi has already begun to imagine that the two are like ordinary couples, together Eating, studying and doing homework together, and living together.
This is the sweetest thing for young lovers who have worked hard and abroad.
"Just set up a set close to UCLA, I can do it." Chu Jin kissed her cheek.
"I want to rent a house with a big yard and a swimming pool in the yard!"
"it is good."
"I also want to raise a dog like Lucky. After graduation, we will bring it back to China together, so that Lucky will have company and will not be alone." Song Qiaoxi said while playing with Chu Jin's slender fingers.
"it is good."
"I'll buy a Mini Cooper when I go back, but you are so tall, will you not be able to sit in it?"
"Buy it if you like it, but... I'll buy another X5 when I go."
Song Qiaoxi tilted her head back and asked inexplicably, "Why?"
"The Mini is too small, the X5 has a larger space, which is convenient for doing things..." Chu Jin bent the corners of his mouth in the darkness, raised his hand, and rubbed Song Qiaoxi's soft lips with his fingertips, with an ambiguous expression on his lips. lingering.
"You..." Song Qiaoxi felt like she was about to collapse.
This man is really unrestrained! ! !
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In early September 2010, Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi, who had returned to China for the summer vacation, flew from Beijing T3 Terminal to Los Angeles.
This time, the song on Song Qiaoxi's Ipod is no longer the song "Dear, Why Are You Not With Me" when he left Beijing in 2008.
It wasn't the song "Across the Ocean to See You" that was played on a loop when flying from Los Angeles to Beijing in March 2010, in order to give Chu Jin a birthday surprise.
When the plane entered the stratosphere, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin each had an earphone, and the Ipod played a song "Unparalleled Beauty" by Sodagreen in 2008.
"The kite is flying in the sky, and the people on the ground are chasing it. If you are worried that you can't fly, you have my butterfly... I have it, your grassland."
He found his butterfly and accompanied his butterfly to find another grassland.
Before returning to China for the summer vacation, Song Qiaoxi moved out of Li Chuchu's apartment.
Rather than moving out, it is better to say that Wang Junyang was half coaxed and half tricked to move away.
Wang Junyang's rich second-generation friend has a house near UCLA that perfectly suits the needs of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, and rents it to them at a very suitable price.
As soon as the contract was signed, Wang Junyang took the initiative to help Song Qiaoxi pack up and move the next day. His positive energy almost made Song Qiaoxi feel that his "human nature" had been wiped out, and he couldn't wait to "occupy the magpie's nest" immediately. .
After Wang Junyang got to know Chu Chu, he seemed to have changed a person, and he no longer skipped classes, nor was he decadent or lost.
He is talented and smart in his own right. After talking on the phone with Chu Jin several times, he actually started to do market research on professional e-sports, and plans to bring the concept of foreign e-sports clubs back to China for development.
Chu Jin suggested that he consider the Shanghai stock market for the project. One reason is that Wang Junyang's mother's family's contacts and resources are all in the Shanghai stock market. Another reason is that the Shanghai stock market is one of the most open cities in China, and it will be faster to accept new things. An international city can also be associated with live broadcasts that have just become popular nowadays.
The night when Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi arrived in Los Angeles, Wang Junyang and Li Chuchu picked up the plane together.
In a foreign country, the first meal is hot pot, and it is a very happy thing to be accompanied by friends who have grown up together since childhood.
After everything was settled, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin went to the pet shelter to adopt an unidentified dog, named Pocky, which was the name of her favorite biscuits.
Chu Jin traveled frequently for a period of time, and Wang Junyang was also busy flying to other continents to inspect e-sports clubs. Song Qiaoxi took Pocky to Chu Chu's house for a meal.
One day, she accidentally saw a green background on Li Chuchu's computer screen.
It looked familiar, Song Qiaoxi thought about it, patted her forehead, and shouted on the spot, "Chuchu! You, you are actually Jinjiang's wife?"
"Ah..." Li Chuchu smiled, "I just wrote it out, just for fun. Please keep the pseudonym a secret for me. Don't reveal it to anyone. I didn't tell him Wang Junyang."
Song Qiaoxi nodded hastily, approached Chu Chu and asked, "What's your pen name?"
After Li Chuchu told her, Song Qiaoxi covered her mouth and stared at her with wide eyes, "Madam, I've chased after your writing! No, madam, you really don't think about filling the hole with your long-standing essay. Look at my crazy hinting little eyes?"
"Uh..." Li Chuchu scratched his head and looked very embarrassed, "Xixi, why don't I put on a new vest, don't force me to fill the hole... "
"Madam, don't wow!!!"
--
On March 28, 2011, the morning of Chu Jin's 22nd birthday.
As usual, he got up earlier than Song Qiaoxi, pulled up the silk pajamas for Song Qiaoxi, and kissed her earlobe.
Song Qiaoxi frowned and snorted a few times uncomfortably, wrapping herself in the quilt tighter. Last night's tossing was too crazy, and people still have no strength at all.
Chu Jin is really...
Pulling the quilt under her chin, Song Qiaoxi dazedly recalled the episodes of her blushing and heartbeat.
I just felt that Chu Jin couldn't be completely blamed for this, who made him unable to resist the temptation every time.
The weather in California in March has a large temperature difference between morning and night. If there is sun during the day, the outdoor temperature is not low.
The house they rented is very private. The backyard faces the mountains, densely planted with maple trees, and there is a heated swimming pool in the courtyard.
Although the swimming pool is kept at a constant temperature, last night, when he came out of the swimming pool with the little girl who was completely exhausted and her body trembling slightly, she still caught a cold in just a few short walks.
Before going to bed, Song Qiaoxi had a low-grade fever. Fortunately, after taking the medicine, the fever subsided quickly.
Chu Jin got up gently, changed clothes, closed the door, released Pocky from the cage, took Pocky out to the toilet first, and then fed him.
The coffee machine made a cup of coffee, and Chu Jin drank the coffee and turned on the computer to start replying to emails, while browsing the news of the day.
At this time, the mobile phone beeps.
When he opened it, he saw that it was a birthday message sent by a domestic friend. Chu Jin looked at Ding Yifa's two-yuan red envelope and 22nd birthday wishes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Huh?" Chu Jin stared at a circle of friends, lost in thought.
After a while, he dialed Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao's domestic fixed lines.
"Is Xixi?" Qiao Qin answered the phone and thought it was a girl because of the area code of the United States. "Is it all, get up so early? I knew that Xixi would definitely not be able to get up."
"Aunt Qiao, is Uncle Song at home?" Chu Jin asked. He typed a few lines on the computer, pressed the Enter key, and looked at the computer screen to confirm the content of the circle of friends.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Qin said.
Chu Jin said in a calm tone, "I want to tell you and Uncle Song that this summer, Xixi and I will go back to China to get a certificate and hold a wedding."
"So soon? No, don't you two graduate in a year?" Qiao Qin was a little confused.
"Aunt Qiao, I have to go back to Qing University to finish my studies in my senior year. If I get married in school, I can get two more credits. This year I... Cough, what if I don't get enough credits in the United States?" Chu Jin He casually gave a lame reason and said "nonsense" in a serious manner.
The Song family in Beijing wanted to ask a few more questions, but Chu Jin hung up the phone first if something happened.
The two of them looked at each other, knowing that the older Chu Jin and Xixi were, the more ideas they would have, but they didn't expect that they would even arrange their wedding date clearly
Song Jianguo looked like he had seen a ghost, and Qiao Qin found it funny when he saw it, so he hurriedly comforted him, "The two children are living together, and getting a wedding certificate is nothing more than a formality."
"Little Qiao, don't mention the word 'cohabitation' to me, I feel uncomfortable when I mention it." Song Jianguo's eyes were about to roll over, and goosebumps all over his body.
"Oh, isn't it a good thing to marry a girl? You said it yourself, you know the root and you are the one who raised it and educated it yourself. What's wrong with you? If you don't worry about everything, then you don't trust yourself. ." Qiao Qin can best understand her husband's temper and deliberately provoked him.
"It's not that I don't like Chu Jin, I just, hey, who is the father, who would be willing to marry a daughter? Lao Ding is also not willing!" Song Jianguo said.
"Hey, Lao Ding was joking with you at the time, saying that our family has a child-in-law son-in-law, and he really told him," Qiao Qin thought of this and felt amused, holding her husband's shoulder and laughing for a while, then suddenly She stopped and said in surprise, "Hey, Lao Song, how do you still lose golden beans at such a young age?"
"I didn't!" Song Jianguo was angry.
Sometimes, he really wants to chop off the head like a watermelon of any man who gets close to her daughter...
Chu Jin sneezed a few times here, always feeling that someone was talking bad about him, and then called Mr. Chu again.
The old man was so happy when he received this call.
The old man Chu rambled: "I'll do it all, this time is very tight, you don't know how troublesome it is to prepare for the wedding, leave it to me and I will handle it. Choose the best hotel in Beijing and choose it for Xixi. A full set of emerald jewelry, as well as the installation fee, the wedding fee, in short, these miscellaneous expenses must be covered by our family. By the way, there is also a wedding room. It needs a good location and is close to home. We have a small set in our community. I think Lou Wang is very good, the transfer under my group is convenient, I will arrange Zheming to do it right away."
"Grandpa, we don't hold the wedding in Beijing, but in Qizhou. I'm going to contact Uncle Ding's restaurant. I've already paid the deposit for the wedding room. I can apply for a loan when I go back during the summer vacation. You don't have to worry about it." Chu Jin was calm on the phone. said.
"Then I don't care. If you like the marriage room or not, if you don't want it, I will write it directly under Xixi's name." Old man Chu and his grandson talk more and more casually, and he has begun to put on grandfather's "shelf".
In fact, in essence, it is still a kind of "baby" of the elderly.
In the end, Chu Jin explained to the old man Chu for a long time, but he couldn't make any sense.
Mr. Chu's attitude is very clear, if you don't want it, I will hang it under Xixi's name, and the jewelry and betrothal gifts will also be sent to the Song family, and you can take care of the rest.
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When Song Qiaoxi first learned that the compound was going to be demolished, she was cleaning up the lens in the photography studio. The expensive lens in her hand almost fell to the ground.
It was the home where she had lived for more than ten years. There were trees in the courtyard that had grown for decades, and the house didn't look so old. How could it be demolished
Chu Jin said that it will be demolished by the end of 2011, the newspaper will sell the land and it will be rebuilt into a high-rise apartment building.
"So..." After Chu Jin explained the cause and effect, he leaned against the windowsill of the sunny studio, his whole body seemed to be glowing, "Xixi, let's go back to China during the summer vacation to get married, while the courtyard is not yet demolished. "
"Okay." Song Qiaoxi raised her head and agreed neatly.
She is not a person who cares about the form, what Song Qiaoxi really cares about is the real emotion between the two people.
The relationship between two people is there, getting a certificate and a wedding is nothing more than a ceremony, you can do it anytime.
"Then I'll ask the assistant to make an appointment. Let's make an appointment for the wedding dress, right?" Chu Jin used a BlackBerry phone, so he could type faster with the full keyboard. He sent an email to the secretary as he spoke.
"Okay." Song Qiaoxi nodded.
"I have to buy some more souvenirs to go back, I will make a list."
"it is good."
After Chu Jin finished sending the email, he pecked at the corner of Song Qiaoxi's mouth, his phone rang again, and he turned to the windowsill to answer a call.
After hanging up the phone, Chu Jin found a pair of cool little hands hugging him from behind, Song Qiaoxi put her head on his back, and said in a nasal voice, "Time flies so fast, it's already 2021, Chu Jin, I still remember what you were like in 1996..."
"I also remember you in 1996," Chu Jin held her hand and followed Song Qiaoxi's words, "I still remember that chubby foodie Xiao Nuo Tuan, walking on two short legs like a small tail It's like, it sticks to me wherever I go, and I can't get rid of it."
"That's because you are my foster son-in-law. Of course, you have to cultivate feelings since childhood." Song Qiaoxi said boldly.
She misses everyone in the courtyard very much, even if she takes the opportunity of marriage, it would be nice for everyone to get together one last time.
When it is really demolished, they will really go their separate ways. Maybe, it will be a long time before they can meet again
Pocky was making "wheezing" coquettish noises at her feet, a very clingy puppy.
Song Qiaoxi bent down and picked it up, and Pocky would also lick her cheeks like Lucky.
This summer, Song Qiaoxi will be 21 years old.
She is going to marry the first and last man she loves in her life.
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Saturday, July 16, 2011.
The wedding ceremonies in the north are all held in the morning. The Ding family is in front of the high-end restaurant opened in Qizhou. Early in the morning, a convoy of the wedding company drove over. A group of people were busy unloading and carrying the celebration supplies, and they began to arrange the scene.
Before seven o'clock in the morning, the Ding family's parents rushed to the restaurant and personally watched the employees and the people of the wedding company make preparations for the wedding scene, and there was no room for sloppy work.
Song Qiaoxi is equivalent to the second daughter of the Ding family.
The compound will be demolished in half a year, and some of the neighbors have already moved out, but the old neighbors who have a good relationship with the Song family have received invitations even if they no longer live in the compound.
Whether it is a reporter Sun who left the system and chose to start his own business and is now a middle-aged man with a pot belly, or Grandpa Sun, a "talk show OG" who has been living in a nursing home and is still popular in the nursing home with his good eloquence, or The uncles and aunts who grew up watching Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin in the courtyard, they all promised that they would come to the wedding of the two children that day.
Xia Qiumeng married Cheng Lidong as soon as he graduated, and the next year gave birth to a big fat boy with a big head and a big head. The little guy just turned one year old this year, and it was the most fun time.
Being invited by the Song family to be a "bed boy", he was full of joy.
The little guy was carried over by Cheng Lidong early in the morning, and crawled up and down with saliva on Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin's red sheets covered with red dates, peanuts, and longan, and honorably completed their "mission".
Song Qiaoxi's classmates at the High School Attached to Foreign Language and R University also took advantage of the summer vacation to attend her wedding. The young people in their early twenties were full of energy, and a group of people followed the Song family under the command of Wang Junyang.
Today, the emcee of the wedding is Ding Yi.
He and Liang Shanshan spent more than a month preparing a surprise for Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin at their wedding.
The secret was kept until the wedding, and no one asked them what it was.
The bridesmaids group was Ding Miao, Liang Shanshan and Li Chuchu. The best man group except Ding Yi, the master of ceremonies, was Wang Junyang and Zhao Xin.
Liang Shanshan and Li Chuchu accompanied Song Qiaoxi to make up and change clothes in the bridal dressing room. Ding Miao and Wang Junyang helped Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao receive guests in the outfield. The people who came were old acquaintances from the courtyard. "The child goes just fine.
Qiao Qin wore a dark red fishtail dress today, and her delicate makeup couldn't hide the obvious wrinkles at the end of her eyes, but anyone who looked at her knew that she was definitely a stunning beauty when she was young.
The bride's father, Song Jianguo, wore a custom-made suit that his son-in-law brought to buy. His thick curly hair was half white, which was fixed with hairspray, and his beard was clean-shaven. He was called Qi when he was young. State "Fei Xiang" model.
The Song family chatted with the old neighbors who came over, and Qiao Qin saw at a glance that Mr. Chu was leaning on crutches, walked in from the front door accompanied by Aunt Fang and Mingzhe, and quickly urged Song Jianguo to meet him.
"Miaomiao, bring the corsage to Grandpa Chu and put it on." Qiao Qin raised her voice and waved to Ding Miao not far away.
"Come on, Auntie." Ding Miao was wearing a water-blue bridesmaid gauze dress, holding a corsage in her hand, floating over like a cloud in the sky, pinned it to Mr. Chu's chest, and did not forget to praise Mr. He said, "Grandpa Chu, in today's dress and gold-wire glasses, you look very similar to the nobles in the Republic of China, at least twenty years younger than your actual age!"
"This child's mouth is so sweet." Old Man Chu smiled happily and sat down at the main table under the guidance of Ding Miao.
The table next to it was extraordinarily lively, with a few old neighbors.
"Editor Wang," an old neighbor greeted Wang Junyang's father and started joking after a few words, "I thought your Yangyang would marry the daughter of Editor-in-Chief Song, didn't you say Xixi everywhere since they were kids? Is that your daughter-in-law? Look, the good son-in-law raised by Editor-in-Chief Song is the first to get there."
"Old Geng, it's all about the years, it's all a joke," Editor-in-chief Wang patted the old neighbor on the shoulder and said freely and proudly, "My family Yangyang now has a girlfriend, and the little girl in the south has Delicate and talented, he majored in film at a famous American university, and I heard Yang Yang say that he is also a part-time writer!"
After finishing speaking, Editor-in-Chief Wang was busy greeting others again.
Almost all the guests entered the venue. Ding Miao had nothing to do in the front court. She stepped out of the hall on high heels and pushed open the door of the bride's dressing room.
The bridal dressing room of the Ding family is very large, covering more than 100 square meters. It is divided into three rooms, separated by sliding doors.
Uncle Song Qiaoxi's cousin gave birth to a pair of twins four years ago. Her four-year-old nephew and niece wore small suits and small gauze skirts, leaning on the sofa, each holding an Ipad to watch "Peppa Pig" and "The Tiger".
"Xixi, look at the post-zero generation now, and you know how to look at the iPad if you don't move." Ding Miao unscrewed a bottle of water and sat on the sofa next to Song Qiaoxi. Running and jumping in the house, playing with sandbags, jumping rubber bands, etc., did we climb over the old locust tree in the courtyard to play locust flowers when we were young?"
"Pfft, Miaomiao, did you remember correctly?" Song Qiaoxi was wearing a white bathrobe. The makeup artist was putting false eyelashes on her. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to move, so she tried her best to hold back her laughter. I did it with Ding Yi and Wang Junyang. At that time, it was still the 'Little Three Gang', without you. When you were young, you were similar to Huanhuan and Lele. They were addicted to Ipad, and you were addicted to reading. "
"Xixi, do you want to drink water?" Li Chuchu came over with big eyes and handed Song Qiaoxi a cup of warm water with a straw to moisten her throat.
"Thank you Chuchu." Song Qiaoxi and Li Chuchu did not dare to speak too loudly, for fear of scaring her.
The makeup artist set the makeup and combed Song Qiaoxi's long curly hair, and her task was temporarily completed.
"Xixi, you haven't done your hair yet?" Liang Shanshan just ran out to answer a phone call, and stepped on the 15-centimeter Heantian high and rushed in. It was like walking on the ground, and Song Qiaoxi was stunned.
"Today our bride's hair will be combed by our groom." Ding Miao snapped her fingers and pointed to the door.
She greeted Chu Jin in advance and asked him to come to the bride's dressing room when he received the message.
Chu Jin wore an exquisite custom-made suit and pushed the door in, nodding and smiling at a few girls who were bridesmaids.
"Okay, okay, let's avoid it for a while and give the bride and groom some privacy." Liang Shanshan pushed the big guys out, and pulled the sliding door intimately.
Only Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were left in the dressing room.
Song Qiaoxi looked at herself in the mirror and also at Chu Jin in the mirror. The two of them looked at each other and smiled in unison.
"Today is so beautiful." Chu Jin praised her from the bottom of his heart, and skillfully picked up a comb to comb her bridal hair. Since Song Qiaoxi was six years old, he had combed her braids for six or seven years.
"Hey, do you still remember when I was a kid that I didn't know which muscle was wrong, and I had to pester you and ask you to tie Bai Suzhen's hairstyle? In the end, I broke down and broke the comb... "Song Qiaoxi laughed out loud, sticking out her tongue mischievously.
"When you were young, you were really skinny. I broke the comb and finally came back and braided you? Really, I can't do anything about you since I was a child." Chu Jin shook his head helplessly, and the work on his hands did not stop. .
Help Song Qiaoxi organize the broken hair, divide it into sections, braid it into small braids, and then twist the whole hair, a series of movements are as smooth as running clouds and water.
The delicate and beautiful braided hair revealed Song Qiaoxi's beautiful and white neck.
Chu Jin put his hands on the back of the chair behind Song Qiaoxi, looked at Xixi in the mirror, and wanted to kiss her secretly.
Suddenly, there was a giggling of human cubs behind him.
He looked back and saw that Song Qiaoxi's cousin's dragon and phoenix were peeking at them from the door.
Lele, who was wearing a white gauze dress, pulled the door handle and said in a milky voice, "I do my uncle so good-looking. Can I marry my uncle like my aunt when I grow up? I will be my uncle's concubine."
"My uncle is my aunt's husband. You can't marry my uncle. Today's society is monogamous. No one can have another wife."
Lele choked back her mouth and said aggrievedly, "However, Uncle Jin is the best-looking adult I've ever seen. He's even better-looking than the models on TV, and he seems to be better-looking than Aunt Xixi."
Song Qiaoxi squeezed Chu Jin's hand and gave him a wink with a smile, "Go, coax Lele, the little girl can worship you."
"..." Chu Jin sighed, patiently walked to the door, squatted down and pinched the little girl's softly applied face, and patiently said, "Lele, when you grow up, you will meet people who look good. Better-looking adults, I'm sorry, my uncle belongs to your aunt in this life, and it can only be your aunt alone."
Song Qiaoxi couldn't help laughing at the side, she almost bent down with a smile, she did not expect that the indifferent Chu Jin would be so gentle towards children.
She also thought that he would particularly dislike children.
The headdress was only the last step. Chu Jin pinned a small broken diamond laurel crown on Song Qiaoxi's hair bun, and helped her put on a Cartier diamond necklace similar to a little sun, and a set of earrings.
"Dududu" the makeup artist knocked on the door and came in, shouting at the door, "Groom, your father-in-law and mother-in-law are looking for you, hurry up, there's nothing to do with you here, the bride is going to change her wedding dress."
Chu Jin, who was pushed out of the door, shook his head and laughed at himself, and then was pulled away by Aunt Qiao to greet the guests.
The main wedding dress was a typical little princess wedding dress. This wedding dress was the first wedding dress Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin tried at Vera Wang in Los Angeles.
Crystal clear rhinestones are set on the lace, shining like dew in the sun, so beautiful.
"Shoes." Ding Miao held Jimmy Choo's crystal wedding shoes and put them under her feet.
Liang Shanshan held the mopping veil in her hand, and Li Chuchu opened all the sliding doors for her, and the room became a whole again.
Song Qiaoxi changed her shoes, put on her veil, and put on lace gloves to take the bouquet. When she felt a little nervous, she looked up and saw her parents walking in hand in hand.
"My daughter is so beautiful, like a little fairy's daughter." Qiao Qin arranged her veil for her, "Are high heels good to go?"
"It's good to go, Mom." For some reason, Song Qiaoxi choked up a little, she only dared to speak in a low voice, fearing that her parents would find out.
"Old Song, it's the bride's turn to enter the venue in five minutes. You walk the red carpet with your daughter, just like we did in the 'exercise' just now. Then listen to my instructions!" Uncle Ding knocked twice at the door. door, and ran away.
The three bridesmaids, all wearing aqua blue gauze skirts, accompanied Song Qiaoxi to the door of the dressing room with Song's mother, freeing up the seat beside her for Song's father.
Song Jianguo's heart was full of mixed feelings at the moment. He wanted to laugh in front of his daughter, but after holding it back for a long time, he only showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
The music of the wedding march sounded, and the door of the banquet hall was completely open. Song Qiaoxi was held by her father and walked along the red carpet, step by step to Chu Jin, who was standing at the end of the stage.
She was a little nervous. The little nephew and the niece were in front of them, each holding a small flower basket and scattering rose petals into the sky.
When Song Qiaoxi stood in the center of the stage, she suddenly found that Ding Yi, the emcee, was winking at her and making a mouth.
What he should have said was, "Next, a surprise for you"
Suddenly, the lights in the audience dimmed.
The surround sound in the banquet hall played the melodious piano background music, which Song Qiaoxi felt very familiar...
She remembered that it was "City in the Sky"!
Two cute cartoon characters appeared on the giant LED screen in the banquet hall, and all the guests present laughed.
Anyone can see that the little girl with curly hair like a glutinous rice dumpling is Song Qiaoxi, and the handsome boy with short black hair is Chu Jin.
The style of the animation is so familiar, Song Qiaoxi suddenly understood that this was a wedding gift from Ding Yi and Liang Shanshan.
On the screen, the curly-haired little dumpling held a bottle of joy in his hand and held it up to the little boy, who shyly kept backing away until he found a dark corner to hide himself, and never wanted to go out. dark.
But Xiao Nuo Tuan did not give up, she chased the little boy like a "little tail", wherever she went, she brought light.
But the little boy kept ignoring her, and only liked to read quietly by himself.
Later, Xiao Nuo Tuan brought two other little boys, who seemed to be her good friends. After unremitting efforts, the four pairs of little hands were folded together like Arhats.
The little boy gradually became cheerful and lively, with more smiles on his face, and more and more friends and people who loved him surrounded him.
Overnight, the little boy and the little girl grew up together, and the two embraced under a towering tree.
The animation ends, replaced by an old photo from the 1990s, and the background music is still "City in the Sky".
"Look, isn't that the picture Qiu Meng took of a few children when she was a child?" Aunt Xia pointed to the LED screen, sitting in her arms with her fat grandson.
Little Fatty put one hand in his mouth, jumped on his grandma's lap, "Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee", and waved his other hand excitedly towards the big screen.
Aunt Xia lowered her head and said to her grandson, "Look at the photo, it was taken by my mother, and my mother took it for my aunt and the others. At that time, my aunt and the others were still young."
In the photo, there are five young peas with tender and bright faces.
In September 1996, the five of them wore green and white school uniforms attached to the normal school, and laughed unbridled in front of Qiu Meng's camera. Song Qiaoxi even put a pair of rabbit ears on the back of the head of Ding Yi, who was making a face.
This was the first day of their first grade, and when they came back from school, they happened to meet Xia Qiumeng and Cheng Lidong.
Xia Qiumeng took her Seagull 205 camera and left a precious memory for the children.
The photo that appeared next was a group photo of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.
The two stood side by side, behind an old-fashioned green refrigerator covered with crooked Wangwang stickers.
Song Qiaoxi had two flower buds tied on her head, a small red dress in Tang suit like a Chinese doll, and Chu Jin was wearing a dark red jacket in Tang suit. The two of them looked like golden boys and girls in New Year paintings.
"Mom, give me the child." Qiu Meng took the noisy son from his mother's arms and coaxed him softly. As expected, Little Fatty listened to his mother's words, and then stopped making trouble.
Xia Qiumeng looked at Xixi on the stage, wearing a wedding dress as beautiful as a dream, her eyes were sore, the little girl has really grown up.
The next photo shows Chu Jin playing the piano in a small suit, and Song Qiaoxi wearing a pink tank top and leading singing on the stage.
This is a photo of the Primary School Affiliated to the Normal University, held in 1999 to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the National Day and to celebrate the return of Macao to the singing competition.
"I took this photo, I took this photo!" Uncle Sun, who was fatter than before, gave Chu a thumbs-up from the audience and was extremely proud.
Photos recording their childhood memories flashed on the LED screen, and when the slideshow of photos was finished, a short sand painting appeared at the end of the video.
With the soundtrack, two rows of delicate handwriting appeared on the screen.
Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to get green plums. Living together for thousands of miles, the two little ones have no doubts.
I wish my best friend Song Qiaoxi, my best friend Chu Jin, and a happy wedding!
Song Qiaoxi's memories flooded in like a flood. When the lights on the stage were on, she couldn't control the tears in her eyes.
Ding quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a quick glance, picked up the microphone and continued to preside over, he said calmly: "Then now, let's ask the father of the bride Song Qiaoxi to hand the bride into the hands of the groom, and later For the rest of your life, Chu Jin will take care of you and protect your daughter."
With her left hand tightly held by her father, Song Qiaoxi noticed that her father's hand was shaking a little.
Through the veil, I could see that my father's eyes were red, and his lips were shaking slightly as if trying to control his emotions.
In the end, Dad Song still took Song Qiaoxi's hand and put it in Chu Jin's hand, but...
After another minute, Dad Song still didn't intend to take his hand away.
"Uncle Song?" Ding Yi put down the microphone and reminded Uncle Song in a low voice, "You have to put Xixi's hand in Chu Jin's."
Frowning his brows, his face was both smiling and crying, Song Jianguo seemed to have just experienced a battle between heaven and man, and put his daughter's hand in Chu Jin's hand with a complicated expression.
However, when he approached Chu Jin, he whispered a few words in Chu Jin's ear.
Song Qiaoxi looked at Chu Jin for a moment, then nodded and smiled at her father.
Watching his father slowly walk off the stage, Song Qiaoxi asked Chu Jin, who was standing aside, in a low voice, "What did you say to your father just now?"
"It's nothing, a secret between men." Chu Jin said with a smile, but his eyes were red.
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The ceremony of this wedding is not long and complicated, and the time is very short. The people who come are all relatives and friends of the courtyard, and they all come for blessings.
Even if there is no ceremony, I just want to see if the two children are all right.
Before the official meeting, Song Qiaoxi thought of one thing, something she always wanted to do, but never did.
Every time she went back to Qizhou before, she especially wanted to take a group photo for everyone, but it was always not lined up for various reasons, sometimes because people were not gathered together, and sometimes because she forgot to bring her camera.
Today, it is rare that everyone is there.
Song Qiaoxi gathered her friends and neighbors on the stage. She was confident that she was the best photographer, and prepared a tripod and camera timer before the wedding.
In addition to the SLR that she usually uses, she also brought the Seagull 205 camera that Sister Qiu Meng gave her.
Dragging a long wedding dress with a veil hanging behind her, Song Qiaoxi helped everyone arrange their positions. In the middle is the C position that Mom and Dad deliberately set aside for herself and Chu Jin.
In the viewfinder, Song Qiaoxi confirmed that everyone could be captured in the photo, and then gave the big guy an OK gesture.
A sweet and gentle voice floated over the wedding stage, "I'm going to press the 15-second countdown. When you see the red light on, everyone should remember to laugh, you can call Eggplant!"
Before she finished speaking, Song Qiaoxi quickly pressed the button in her hand, and ran towards Chu Jin with her wedding dress in one hand.
Chu Jin catches her, like every time they meet again after a long absence, he smiles and wraps Song Qiaoxi in his arms, this is his little bride.
She ran in a hurry and was a little out of breath, only to hear Chu Jin say, "Xixi, get ready to laugh."
Song Qiaoxi's almond eyes curved, and the moment she looked back, the camera made a focusing sound.
"Crack."
The smiling faces of all the people in the compound were fixed on this unforgettable summer.
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