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Chapter 220 A [-]% Decision
To bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, thousands of houses are lit up and firecrackers are fired, and the entire Jinling City is shrouded in a festive and joyful atmosphere.

As the time of reform and opening up has been getting longer and longer, the living standards of ordinary people are also gradually improving. Many people have basically bought TVs in their homes. The laughter continued, the adults gathered in a group at home, gathered in front of the TV, stared at the TV screen, and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

But this year's New Year's Eve, Yicheng is doomed not to be able to sleep.

At midnight, after setting off the firecrackers and eating supper, the family really couldn't fit in, so Yicheng took Ye Xiaolang back to the residence.

It was night, the two were lying on the bed covered with thick quilts, but it was rare for Yicheng not to reach out to embrace Ye Xiaolang into his arms.

Ye Xiaolang took the initiative to lean over, took Yicheng's hand as a pillow, and asked, "What do you think about our marriage?"

In the dark, Yicheng's mind is full of Wang Zhong's words in the study, especially those who Yicheng didn't know before, Ye Xiaolang's past, although Wang Zhong didn't go into details, but he couldn't bear it. Think about it.

The person who I have been with day and night for less than half a year has been like this in the past few years. I have been with seven or eight men day and night, lying on the same bed, having sex with men and women. The heart-pounding love words, the promise of the eternal vows to spend together...

The most pimple in Yicheng's heart was Wang Zhong's words, the beauty he got along with day and night, had had two children with other men and had two abortions.

Yicheng has no doubts about Wang Zhong's words, who Wang Zhong is, Yicheng knows better than anyone else in his heart, Wang Zhong and Ye Xiaolang have no enmity, and will never slander Ye Xiaolang for no reason, and this This kind of thing can be found out.

Yicheng has been thinking about it for a whole night.

Yicheng said: "I think my uncle is right. Marriage is not a child's play. We made such a hasty decision. It's really too hasty and not thoughtful?"

It's just that what Yicheng said is somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Then what do you think?" Ye Xiaolang's tone seemed to have a bit of grievance: "Aren't we going to get married?"

"Or, let's put it aside for now..."

"Okay, Qiao Yicheng!" As soon as he said this, Ye Xiaolang quit and sat up abruptly, completely ignoring the cold weather.

Ye Xiaolang said: "I'm a woman, I gave you everything, even my body, what are you telling me now?"

"I..." Yicheng hesitated, sat up quickly, pulled the quilt to cover Ye Xiaolang, and said with concern: "It's cold, I caught a cold."

Ye Xiaolang shook his hand vigorously to push away Yicheng's hand and struggled: "I don't need you to worry about it, I'll forget it if I die of cold!"

"Qiao Yicheng, let me ask you, what am I in your heart?" Ye Xiaolang turned to turn on the light, curled up his legs, turned his head to look at Yicheng, with tears in his eyes, looking extremely wronged .

"I didn't say not to get married, I just said, we made a hasty decision. My uncle is right. At least the parents on both sides should meet first. No matter how bad it is, at least I have to go to your house to pay respects to the elders and get married. It's not a child's play, and it's not just a matter between the two of us, it's a matter between your family and our family, let's be more cautious, isn't it right?"

Yicheng's heart is very chaotic, very very chaotic, the previous tenderness and sweetness are sweeter than honey, but at this moment, Wang Zhong's words always echo in Yicheng's ears, and Yicheng can't help but think about it .

When the two of them were walking down the street hand in hand, when Yicheng came back with Ye Xiaolang on his bicycle, the two of them stuck together, and when they were rubbing each other's ears, Yicheng couldn't help but think, what happened to Ye Xiaolang? Those eight people who passed the target.

If it's just a simple dating, that's fine, but the key point is that Ye Xiaolang has had two abortions for this.

Although Qiao Yicheng has no cleanliness or tradition, whenever he thinks about it, he feels uncomfortable, like a pimple.

"If you don't want to marry me, just tell me straight up, don't make these excuses!" Two lines of tears fell from Ye Xiaolang's eyes, and on the cheeks where the tears passed, there was grievance and strength.

"I didn't say I didn't want to get married, I just..."

"Brother?" Er Qiang was wearing an army green coat, opened the courtyard door, and was very surprised to see his elder brother who had almost turned into a snowman outside the door.

"Didn't you go back with Miss Xiaolang? Why did you come back so late?"

"Nothing!" Yicheng hurried into the house: "Is there any hot water at home?"

"There is a stove in the house!" The stove in the house burns coal, and a white iron pipe is used as a chimney, and a kettle is placed on the stove.

It snowed at some point in the night, and Yicheng ran to the stove, rubbing his hands and warming himself by the fire. Er Qiang hurriedly brought Yicheng a basin and a towel, and poured hot water on it.

Naturally, Er Qiang didn't know that his eldest brother had just had a big fight with the woman who almost became her sister-in-law. Feeling annoyed, he ran back home and gave up the house to Ye Xiaolang.

In the early morning of the next day, the second best was boxing in the courtyard. This is a morning exercise habit developed for many years. There was a heavy snowfall last night, and the outside was covered with a layer of white snow. Sweep out an open space to practice boxing and kicking.

Yicheng tossed and tossed until midnight last night, and it was already past three o'clock when he fell asleep, exhausted physically and mentally, he still hasn't woken up yet.

After a few sets of punches, the blood flow speeded up, and the body gradually became a little warmer. The second strong man was about to make persistent efforts, when suddenly there was another knock on the courtyard door.

"Miss Xiaolang?" Er Qiang opened the door and saw that it was Ye Xiaolang.

"Where's Qiao Yicheng?" Ye Xiaolang asked with a cold face.

Er Qiang said: "Brother is still sleeping in the room!"

As soon as Er Qiang finished speaking, Ye Xiaolang went straight in, walked to the room familiarly, and lifted the quilt directly by Yicheng's bed.

"Hiss!" Yicheng, who was still asleep, felt a chill instantly sweeping through his whole body, and his consciousness immediately woke up, his eyes opened, and he saw Ye Xiaolang standing beside the bed.

"Xiao Lang, why are you here?" Yi Cheng was still not fully awake.

"Can't I come?" Ye Xiaolang said in a bad tone.

"Qiao Yicheng, what do you mean? Is this marriage still not over?"

Yicheng quickly sat up, and while putting on his clothes, he said, "My meaning was clearly expressed last night."

"You..." Ye Xiaolang was speechless for a moment. She thought that Qiao Yicheng just didn't understand it for a while last night, but she didn't expect that Cheng Cheng's attitude is still so firm now.

"I think you just don't want to marry me!" After saying this, Ye Xiaolang turned around and ran out, crying and wiping away tears.

"Miss Xiaolang..." Seeing Ye Xiaolang running out, Er Qiang just greeted him, but Ye Xiaolang ran out the door as if he had never heard of it.

Er Qiang hurriedly chased after him, watched Ye Xiaolang disappear into the alley with twists and turns, and turned his head back, just in time to see Yicheng who had already dressed and came out of the house.

"Brother, what happened to you and Sister Xiaolang, why did she run away crying?" Er Qiang asked.

With a gloomy face, Yicheng walked to the front of the pool, looked at his haggard self in the mirror, and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, it's just a quarrel!"

"I sound like it's because of your marriage?" Erqiang didn't continue to practice boxing, but came out of the house with a hot water bottle and poured hot water into Yicheng's washbasin.

"Yeah!" Yicheng nodded: "Xiao Lang told me that he wanted to get married soon. I meant to ask my uncle's opinion first, but what my uncle said made sense. I didn't even see Xiao Lang's parents. However, I don't even know what's going on in her family, so getting married like this is a bit too hasty, it's irresponsible to her, and also irresponsible to myself."

I couldn't sleep last night, Yicheng thought about it all night, and he almost figured it out, the past is the past, as long as Ye Xiaolang really wants to marry him and live a good life with him, It's nothing to get married, it's just a little bit of the past, he, Qiao Yicheng, is not such a stingy person.

But what Wang Zhong said is also reasonable, marriage is fine, but it can't be so hasty.

Er Qiang asked: "I see Miss Xiao Lang looks very sad, why don't you go after her and take a look?"

Yicheng shook his head: "Forget it, she's angry, and it's useless for me to chase after her. Let her calm down first, and when her anger subsides, I'll talk to her."

Yicheng is not the kind of person who has slept with someone and doesn't intend to admit it. He has never even thought about it. Maybe it is because of Qiao Zuwang's irresponsibility that Yicheng has a stronger sense of responsibility than anyone else.

A sense of responsibility to his younger siblings, a sense of responsibility to work, and a sense of responsibility to Ye Xiaolang.

Wang Zhong was doing boxing in the courtyard, when Ma Suqin, who had just gone out to take out the garbage, ran in suddenly: "When I came back just now, I saw a girl who looked like Ye Xiaolang running out at the alley!"

"Ye Xiaolang?" Wang Zhong continued to move his hands, "You can't read it wrong, right?"

"It should be right, I look like it!" Ma Suqin said.

"Run away, Yicheng is not a child! He knows it in his own mind."

After a while, Erqiang came over, together with Yicheng, Qiqi, and Qiao Zuwang. After breakfast, Simei took Sanli and Qiqi to go out to play.

"Wear gloves and hats, be careful of freezing!"

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, early in the morning, after breakfast, Yicheng took Er Qiang, Sanli Simei and the others to present the New Year's gift prepared earlier, and prepared to go to their second aunt's house to celebrate the New Year together.

Over the years, although Wang Zhong took care of them mostly, Wei Shuying and Qi Zhiqiang did not lose their efforts. Every year during the New Year, Yicheng would take his younger siblings to Qi's house to pay New Year's greetings.

"Go to the medical hall before you leave, bring two jars of medicinal wine that I made specially for him, and send it to your second uncle, and tell him that it should not exceed four taels a day!" Before leaving, Wang Zhong did not forget to tell Sanli One sentence.

"Got it, uncle!" Sanli said with a smile.

"Go!"

Although Qi Zhiqiang's illness is still not cured, he did not die young as in the original plot. It's just that he is not in good health and can't do heavy work. Now he and Wei Shuying are guarding the small shop opened by Wei Shuying, helping to collect money and settle accounts. My sons and daughters and Wei Shuying assisted in heavy work.

As Qi Zhiqiang was still there, the old horse who met Wei Shuying after Qi Zhiqiang left naturally did not appear in the life of the Qi family, and the second and third children of the Qi family did not have any problems with Wei Shuying because of this. Despite the estrangement, the relationship between the family is as harmonious as ever.

Around ten o'clock, Wang Zhong was slowly gnawing an ancient book in his study, while Ma Suqin was sitting in the living room watching TV and gnawing sugar cane, when suddenly footsteps came from outside.

"Aunt Suqin! Are you home?" A familiar voice came from the courtyard.

"Ji'an?" Ma Suqin hurriedly got up and opened the doors in the living room.

Wen Ju'an just walked to the door, followed by Wen Qingxue and Wen Qinghua, Wen Qinghua's wife and son who just turned one year old, Wen Qinghua was still carrying many gifts in his hand.

"Teacher Wen, mother Ju An, come in and sit down, come in and sit down!"

Ma Suqin hurriedly welcomed the person into the room, and Wang Zhong who heard the voice also came out.

"Uncle Wang!" Wen Ju'an immediately showed a bright smile when he saw Wang Zhong, greeted Wang Zhong happily, and winked at Wang Zhong playfully.

Wang Zhong blamed a bit: "Come here, why are you taking so many things!"

"There's no one who doesn't bring presents during New Year's greetings!" Wen Qinghua smiled brightly.

Everyone was sitting on the sofa, Wang Zhong looked at Wen Qingxue, who had the same appearance as before, as if the years had left no trace on her body, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I haven't seen Ju An's mother for some time, and this look seems to be worse than last time." It's even better when we see each other."

"Uncle Wang, don't tell me I haven't noticed yet, it seems that my mother has been smiling more recently." Wen Juan said.

"It's also thanks to you, Uncle Sanli!" Wen Qingxue said with a smile, "If you hadn't solved the knot in my heart, I wouldn't be where I am today."

"Ju An's mother's words are serious. I just made a few suggestions. It is you who really figured it out!" Wang Zhong said.

"Mom, Uncle Wang, you two are singing together, are you planning to act in a drama?" Wen Ju'an said charmingly.

"It's outrageous!" Wen Qingxue squinted at her: "Uncle Wang is the elder, and you are the junior, how can you talk to the elder like this!"

"Uncle!" Wen Ju'an ran to Wen Qinghua's side, took Wen Qinghua's hand and said coquettishly, "Look at my mother, she's just a joke."

"Okay, okay!" Wen Qinghua smoothed things over with a smile, "Why don't you see [-]% of them?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Take Sanli and the others to visit his second aunt's house for New Year's greetings, and I guess they won't be back until evening."

"Ah? You won't be back until evening?" Ju An was a little disappointed.

"Mr. Wen, Ju'an's mother, drink tea!" At this moment, Ma Suqin walked to the edge of the coffee table with a tray of cups of brewed tea, and put a cup of tea in front of one of them.

"You guys sit and chat slowly, I'll go out and cook!"

Ma Suqin went straight out with the tray and closed the door behind her.

Wang Zhong said to Wen Ju'an: "Why don't you call Sanli and ask her to come back early!"

Wen Ju'an's eyes lit up in an instant: "Okay!" He jumped up from the sofa and made it to the phone.

"Ji'an!" Wen Qingxue was about to say something, but was stopped by Wen Qinghua.

"Okay, for those who celebrate Chinese New Year, don't be so strict. Besides, does Wang Zhong disagree?"

"Ju'an's mother, you can let Ju'an fight. Sanli's second aunt's family already has many children. Besides, there are still [-]% of them there. I have paid my respects this year. It's okay to let Sanli come back earlier. Anyway, her second aunt's house is not far away, and the two families basically meet each other every day."

Even Wang Zhong, the master, said so, so Wen Qingxue naturally couldn't say anything more.

Although Wen Qingxue still hasn't been able to get rid of the habit of talking about everything, the relationship between mother and daughter has eased since she acquiesced in Wen Ju'an's meeting with her biological father.

It's just that Wen Qingxue has always had higher requirements for Wen Ju'an, and whether Wen Ju'an is at home or outside, he actually follows Wen Qingxue's teachings. He is quiet and elegant, and only in Wang Zhong's house, and in Sanli, who has no words. It was only in front of her girlfriend who didn't talk about it, and in front of Wen Qinghua, an uncle who always loved her, that she made such a playful look.

(End of this chapter)