Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Li Yiren was shocked to hear that Wang Daxia, who was broken in love, was going to marry a little widow, and Wei Caiwei became the successor. She had a strong sense of guilt towards Wang Daxia and Wei Caiwei.

She urged Lu Ying: "It's good to get together and to disperse. After all, Wang Daxia is still yours. He is engaged. You will give a gift. After all, you have dumped the other person. He is so angry that he wants to marry the widow next door. Can one live a good life."

What a crime.

Li Yiren represents the point of view of ordinary passers-by, and is not optimistic about marriages with improper households.

Li Yiren arranged all the gifts and handed two generous gift lists to her daughter, "The two are engaged, one for Wang Daxia and the other for Dr. Wei. She has saved your father before."

Lu Ying opened the gift and looked at it. It was indeed rich. Her mother felt ashamed this time. She was given off once for engagement and once for marriage.

However, Lu Mansion is rich, and no matter how rich the gifts are, it is a drop in the bucket.

Lu Ying went to Beicheng to give gifts. Behind him, she carried a box of red paper with a dozen or so of cages. She was wearing men's clothing and riding a horse. He didn't know she thought she would come to the girl's house to give a betrothal gift.

In Tianshui Alley, the mouth of the alley gushed out of gunpowder smoke, as if the war had just been finished, the debris of firecrackers covered the alley's stone road, the two lived close, and the firecrackers were playing like games. In addition, preparations were made. Now that the fireworks are finished, they are ready to be displayed at night.

In short, how can it be fun, how can it be festive.

Lu Ying first sent Wang's mansion to congratulate his subordinates on the marriage ceremony, and gave the gift list to Wang Daxia. Wang Daxia opened her eyes and saw the money opened. She was so happy that the corners of her mouth almost reached the roots of her ears. "Li Yiren is so generous, how did you persuade Li Yiren? How can she treat me better than before?"

Wang Daxia thought that Li Yiren would be so angry that he would yell at him for empathy, and even his father Wang Qianhu's position as the commander of Si Tongzhi in Jiangxi might not be able to keep it. After all, it was because of unnecessary nepotism.

In order to avoid revealing things, Lu Ying told the truth: "I just said that I changed my heart and dumped you. You were so angry that you tore up the reimbursement form and said,'You don't want me, others want me', and married Doctor Wei in anger. In this way, Li Yiren not only does not resent you, nor will it affect your father's career."

Wang Daxia smiled and said, "Tongleader Lu really knows me so well that he even tore up the reimbursement form. This is really annoying."

Lu Ying then went to the next door to give gifts, and saw the famous Scarfaced Qiao Langjun exiting the Wangfu Gate and entering the Widows Gate in the lively neighborhood. He didn't dare to say anything in front of him. In the background, the teahouse restaurant of Xi Xie Gulou was fried. talk:

"Have you seen it? The lovers in the past laughed and grieved! The little widow had a miscarriage for Scarfaced Qiaolang. Now Scarfaced Qiaolang has also swaggered the market to give gifts to the newcomers on both sides. Does this care or do not care about the old love?"

"Hush, Wang Yanei and Scarfaced Qiaolang are not easy to provoke, don't talk about it."

"Doctor Wei is so annoying? Where are the celebrities next to Shang Zhaoyi, the favorite concubine in the palace."

"So, what is the relationship between the three of them now?"

"In my opinion, the marriage was too sudden, and Fengzi got married in 80%."

"From my point of view, Scarfaced Qiao Lang gave generous gifts on both sides, and the one in Doctor Wei's belly is not necessarily Wang Yanei's species."

"It makes sense! Scarfaced handsome man is still in the filial piety period. The filial piety period produces a child, which is very unfilial, but the belly is too big to cover it, and the child must be given a name. So there is this kind of marriage."

"I don't think it is right. Wang Yanei is not the kind of person who is willing to be a cheap father and raise children for others."

"Hmph, what do you think was why Wang Qianhu went from dismissal to two consecutive ranks and went to Jiangxi as a high-ranking official? Isn't it because of the scarring of his face?"

"True insight, admire and admire!"

"The truth!"

"That's it!"

Three years later, the gossip, imagination and logical self-consistent ability of the people in Beicheng District are still the first in the capital.

Three years later, Wang Daxia, Wei Caiwei, and Lu Ying are still the iron triangle of the people in Beicheng.

Nigging on the fiercest materials, exporting the fiercest rumors, and persuading the people throughout the capital, this is the truth.

When passers-by look at Wang Daxia, they will automatically imagine a green hat on his head.

Rumor has it that Xicheng Li Yiren's ears, Li Yiren is more guilty, because his daughter has committed the evil, so he doubles the wedding gift he will give in the future to compensate the new couple.

Lu Ying was generous, and once her gift arrived, Wei Caiwei's small building had almost no place to stay. Shang Zhaoyi from the palace sent a gift, and it was Broker Chen who gave the gift.

It just so happened that the Prince Yu’s Mansion also sent someone to send gifts to Wei Caiwei. The narrow sweet water alley was bustling with traffic, the widows remarried, and even the wedding was so solemn, rare in Beicheng, and attracted many passers-by to watch, and it took a whole day until As night fell, and the chilly autumn rain floated in the sky, the passers-by were driven away.

Sand-sand-sand

From Tianshui Lane, the sound of sweeping firecrackers was heard. Wei Caiwei lifted the skirt and raised her steps, struggling to pass through the mountain of presents in the house and go to the backyard to boil water.

Wang Daxia rolled up his sleeves and carried the box and cleared out an aisle. "Tomorrow, someone will need to carry things to the new house in Shichahai. The three-entry compound is enough for your box."

Wei Caiwei made a wedding today, took off the plain clothes that he had worn for three years, put on a big red sleeve gown and a big red dress, put on powder, put on a ponytail chignon, and put on the gold-embellished head jewelry with a trap. My neck is sore.

She pulled all the jewelry off her head, and Wang Daxia said, "It's pretty, why don't you wear it anymore." I think I can't wear it.

"The head sinks in panic." Wei Caiwei took off the fake bun, put a loose silk on the top of her head, tied it with a red hair band, and smelled the smoke of firecrackers all over her body. Some couldn't stand it, so she went. Bath room, "I'm going to take a bath, and water is boiling on the stove. When the water is cold, I will call you. You can bring hot water in and add it to me."

"What?" Wang Daxia was moving the cage and almost hit her own foot by mistake.

Wei Caiwei said: "It's autumn, and the tax is getting cold soon, so I need to add hot water."

"No, no...No." Wang Daxia was flustered, speaking incoherently, "I am... I send it?"

Wei Caiwei looked around, "It's not you, who else can it be? We are dating today. You are my fiancé. Is it difficult to send hot water? Forget it."

Wang Daxia hurriedly put down the box and said, "No, no, no embarrassment, no embarrassment at all. When the water is cold, you have to add hot water in time, beware of the wind chill."

Although you can't eat it in your mouth, it's good to see it.

Wei Caiwei went to the bath room to take a bath. Listening to the sound of the water crashing next door, Wang Daxia set on the stove with a fan fan, the fire went straight up, and the fire became a prairie fire.

Because he fanned it too fast, a pot of water quickly boiled, and the steam banged against the lid of the pot and rang as fast as his heartbeat.

"The water is cold, add some hot water." Wei Caiwei's lazy voice came from the next door.

"Here's here." Wang Daxia poured boiling water into a wooden bucket, added some cold water and mixed it, tested the water temperature with his wrist, carried hot water, and knocked on the door.

"Come in, the door is open."

Wei Caiwei lay in the bathtub with her back to him, only showing a beauty head, and there was a scent of roses in the steam in the bathroom.

Wang Daxia dragged a zombie-like step, and slowly approached with hot water. There were dried roses used to make tea in the bathtub. At this moment, he was full of water, and the flowers bloomed again, just like the ones just picked. In the same way, the roses covered the fiancee's body tightly.

No wonder it smells sweet in the room.

Wang Daxia said: "I...I want to add water, how about you try the water temperature?"

Out of the water, an arm resembling a new lotus root was dug out, and his hand reached into the hot tub, "Well, yes, pour it."

Wang Daxia lifted the bucket and dumped it into the tub.

Wow!

Hot water poured into the bath tub and washed the floating roses open, revealing all the parts in Jinjiang Literature City that cannot be described.

Wang Daxia quickly turned her face away, but couldn't help but secretly glanced at the indescribable from the corner of her eye, while comforting herself: It was not my fault, it was the hot water's hands. If you want to blame it, you must blame the hot water.

In order to watch for a while, Wang Daxia deliberately poured slowly, like a trickle of a valley and a stream, a bright moon shining among the pines, and a clear spring stone flowing up.

However, the hot water is limited after all, and there is always some time to finish.

The running water changed from splashing to dripping, and the last drop was gone.

Wang Daxia reluctantly put down the wooden barrel, "You soak first, the stove is still boiling hot water, wait until it feels cold before calling me."

The waterman Wang Daxia is leaving.

Alas, I still don’t know how to understand and don’t understand the style at the beginning of my previous life. I have all such explicit hints, but I still don’t understand. Wei Caiwei sighed in her heart, and had to take the initiative and grab Wang Daxia's wrist like her last life.

Wang Daxia: "You...what else do you want?"

Wei Caiwei chose a big one from the floating roses and handed it to Wang Daxia, "Do you like it?"

Wang Daxia took the rose: "I like it." I like the flower powder the most.

Wei Caiwei asked: "Where do you want to put this rose on my body?"

Without thinking, Wang Daxia put the roses on the nest of blue silk Wei Caiweiwan's head!

Wei Caiwei: "..."

Wang Daxia didn't realize it, thinking that he was doing it right, and praised: "It's so beautiful to give flowers to beauties."

Yumu's head just doesn't open up, Wei Caiwei gave up the guidance, and went straight in. She pulled the rose from the bun and hid it under her body, "Let's play a game, it's easy. Find the rose just now."

The author has something to say: Tonight, Mid-Autumn Festival, send 100 red envelopes, and wish you all to become rich women.