Midnight margin

Love is a subtle feat, the destruction of everyone.

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there are also good mothers-in-law, but Xiang Wei doesn't meet, and there are always some girls who don't. She often thinks that a mother always loves her daughter, and her daughter has learned this love, so she will love her daughter again as she is. When a mother-in-law treats her daughter-in-law badly, her daughter-in-law becomes ill and suffers from a tricky disease. Later, she goes to make things difficult for her daughter-in-law, and infects her daughter-in-law from generation to generation, which becomes a vicious circle.

this looks like Wei guessed well. When Mrs. Zhao was a daughter-in-law, her grandmother in Yuzhou did not give her a straight eye, and she always had mixed feelings about her origins. She often talked about "business girls" behind her back, and bullied people who had not graduated from primary school who could not understand such words. This is still the words of Yuzhou's aunt Tongxiangwei. "according to reason, she is your superior, and she doesn't want to tell you. It's just that I think of you as my own girl," they whispered. It is also to tell you that she has no place to splash, so she can only yell in front of you. Zhao Jiayi has a large family, and there are several people who like her. To tell you the truth, up to now, when she is on the table, I will not eat all the dishes she has ordered first. "

aunt and nephew's wife are good, which Mrs. Zhao is not used to, as if Xiang Wei had cut out her heart and gave it to an outsider in front of her. When Aunt Yuzhou came to her house for afternoon tea, Mrs. Zhao said with a smile, "Yocheng is a little older and goes abroad early, otherwise you can make her a wife for you." Aunt Yuzhou accosted me, saying that there was no such blessing. Xiang Wei's face also sank. Mrs. Zhao said, "good luck or bad luck."

Xiang Wei stayed away from right and wrong and locked herself in the study to read. The servant knocked at the door to hand over the tea, but she replied. Otherwise, we will take the opportunity to send a message about what was said downstairs and how bad it was. She is a person with little combat effectiveness and can only admit defeat from the very beginning, and outsiders may have a good name of "filial piety" or "magnanimity".

the terrible thing is that Yuzhou always sends out some unknown help: "Why are you arguing with her?"

the essence water spread out in the palm, cold and sticky, like Wei raised her head and pounced on the white face in the makeup mirror, crackling the sound of meat. Cardamom looked at such a scene with half a small face outside the door and snickered: "Mom hit herself again."

Xiang Wei really wants to hit herself. When she was in a nameless rage, why couldn't she give her a cold and light reply, "that's enough, old whore". After a series of comity, he had to face the planting of Yuzhou, so why can't he put down all his worries and ask him, "Zhao Yuzhou, can we get a divorce?"

also mentioned divorce. Five months pregnant with cardamom, at three o'clock in the morning, Yuzhou was taken away by the Public Security Bureau in the pedicure room. He also knew that he wanted face and was ready to jump off the building and escape, but in a panic, his trousers were scratched by steel nails, and finally he had to go to the station with the slippery girls in red. Sitting together, more eye-catching. Fortunately, there are acquaintances in the bureau, press it quietly, otherwise the work will be finished. After signing and going home, Mrs. Zhao probably knew what Xiang Wei was going to say. She coaxed her for half an hour, saying that she would look at her stomach no matter what. If Wei didn't listen, she couldn't help feeling sad and pounding her fist on her belly. The Yogi couple, who were so scared to go home to save their relatives, also hastened to pull.

Jialiang strangled her arm, and a man's power quickly spread to all her segmental organs like an electric current. Jia Liang said, "sister-in-law, you must take care of yourself."

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yogurt they lived back home at the beginning of the year. Early in the morning, Yuzhou drove Xiangwei to the railway station to meet people. In the expected spring breeze, Yogi stood quietly beside Jialiang and waited. Seeing them coming, he threw himself into Yuzhou's arms and shouted "Brother" and burst into tears. Xiang Wei went to pick up the luggage in Jialiang's hand. Jialiang said, "it's all right, it's nothing." Sister-in-law, thank you for your trouble. "

his hair is neatly combed, his beard is shaved, and his woolen trench coat is clean, without any smell of wind and dust. The tone of voice is as calm as the pleasantries of every meeting in the past. He is a standard son, not only flirtatious, but also calm when trained by a family.

I heard Mrs. Zhao say that as soon as his father-in-law Mr. Teng entered the CPPCC venue, the upper people's hind feet arrived, and after only three days, the dust settled and there was no way to recover. On the first day of the yoga child, Mr. Teng said to the crowd, "there is no such thing as a retreat from the second line now, otherwise it would be better to come down early and coax your granddaughter." Unexpectedly, in a word, he fell off the horse in a hurry.

the room has already been cleaned up. Mrs. Zhao said to Jialiang earlier, "if you don't want anything else, there are still a few houses. Don't feel ugly, just come back and live." The important thing is not "the house is ugly", but "nothing else". Solemnly put down the words first. Jia Liang said: "how can I dislike it? I am going to sleep on the street."

Mrs. Zhao hasn't said anything since then. After all, she promoted this kinship, and her attitude became too steep and easy to attract people to talk about. When Yogi was in college, Mrs. Zhao read the scriptures in front of her every day: "what are you talking about? his father runs a tea factory in Hefei?" I heard that they are going out of business, so when you get married, you can only pay their debts. What kind of child is Teng Jialiang? Removing some gold shavings from your fingernails is enough for the young owner of your small tea factory for half his life. I don't want you to be worthy of me, as long as you are worthy of your dead old man. Before he left, he said that he would take out all the shares and send the girl out of the house. It's not for you to take a dowry to fill someone else's deficit. "

it is easy to move from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to move from extravagance to frugality. In Mrs. Zhao's eyes, girls can only be high and not married, so that they can live a better life than in the boudoir period. It is precisely because of this that when a girl from a small household like Wei is invited to enter the door, she is qualified to dictate. Outside, however, there are still words to be heard: "who knows where Yuzhou picked up such a country girl? my mother made zongzi in Jiaxing and Laozi received express delivery in Yiwu." What are you gonna do, fall in love with someone?The donkey has a long face and falls in love with a dog with a pointed chin. All you have to do is to be happy, and you don't live with me. "

Xiang Wei heard and just laughed. As long as Yuzhou is at home, she really spends most of her time with Mrs. Zhao. When Mrs. Zhao said with a sad face, "the Yogi couple are coming back," Xiang Wei smiled with joy. Mrs. Zhao thought her schadenfreude was another ghost quarrel. Xiang Wei had no time to argue with her, and her heart fluttered like wings. She thought, finally, there is no need to just look at your face. Yoga is coming back. Sister-in-law is not as good as sister-in-law. She is always the same age and has a lot to say. And Jialiang.

my mind came to an abrupt end.

she ordered to the newly installed wings: "stop it." The wings are unwilling, still fluttering slowly, making the afterrhyme of cherry pink ripple in the heart.

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speaking, he is a son-in-law. Jialiang is two years older than Xiang Wei. She misbehaved her sister-in-law's money and respected him as if he were a brother. The spoon of yogurt stirred the lotus seed and almond porridge in the cup, and said with a wry smile, "what to toast to?" Now, when everyone sees us, they want to be eight feet away. When he went to work in other people's enterprises, he was left with all the dirty work, but he was almost given access to the toilet. I'm afraid he's not as good as a dog. "

this Xiang Wei has heard of it. One of her college sisters, who worked with Jialiang, met and chatted on the road and was extremely surprised: "it would be difficult for a young man like that. No matter how low he is, he will become a basin." Our office is all women, in the end, we should be kind-hearted, and even because of his appearance, he is reluctant to tease. His floor is full of average-age rooster heads, and I wish I could roll up my sleeves and get two punches, but he could just pretend to open his ears. Therefore, regardless of the ability to push down the wall, or the ability to endure, it is a man's strong point. "

I don't know where Jialiang got a gray Santana 2000. the hand windows and mahjong mats in the black grottoes make people suspect that it is only worth 2000 yuan. But even if it was 2000 yuan, Xiang Wei admired him as long as he didn't use the private room of yoga and didn't talk to Mrs. Zhao. What he does is not "getting out of the house" in a broad sense. Not only are all accounts frozen, all connections are broken, there are visible and invisible monitoring, and minefields that can and cannot be touched.

Mrs. Zhao turned around the car like a dinosaur: "good and good, if you get another black dark blue jacket on top, I will think that you have crossed to become the party secretary of the township party committee in the early 1990s."it's like a dinosaur," she said. "if you get another black navy jacket on top, I'll think you're going to be the party secretary of the township in the early 1990s." It seems that the car blemishes the beautiful villas around it.

later, on the way to work, Xiang Wei heard the whistle behind her and turned to see Jialiang waving to her. When she got into the car, she saw a promotional page pinned to the back pocket of her chair, which had something to do with glasses. After a detailed discussion with him, she realized that he had got such a car for business at both ends. "I have no capital, so I can only act as an intermediary with empty gloves and white wolves. Talk more and run more. Glasses are cheap over there, liquor is cheap here, pour at both ends. Anyway, I often have to go on business trips, and the gas money is all for the company. "

Xiang Wei asked him if he knew about yoga. Jia Liang looked at her from the rearview mirror, smiled and shook her head: "she doesn't understand this."

seems to be sure that she understands him and is a person who can talk.

the eighth day of June in the ancient calendar is Yuzhou's birthday, which coincides with Greater Heat's birthday. At the birthday party, Mrs. Zhao specially cooked mung bean soup for guests to spend the summer in the restaurant. Aunt Yuzhou has a lot of gift money and a lot of words: "where do you enjoy being a 30-year-old for your son?" Immediately give way for a few years, my wife is also 30 years old, do it again, isn't it ugly? " Uncle Yuzhou has recently been promoted to the military rank, and the female relatives at the same table are waiting for the table to begin. Listening to her grumbling like this, they can only nod and agree one after another.

"Yusheng was in Vancouver when she was 30 years old, and she just sent him a text message to wish him a happy birthday. I don't care whether you are a widow or not, you must speak the least courtesy. " After the feast, people went to their homes to play cards. Aunt Yuzhou and Xiang Wei were in the room to grieve Chen's family history.

just as he was talking, there was the sound of Yuzhou outside. As soon as Xiang Wei opened the door, she saw Yuzhou dragging Jialiang's arm downstairs on the opposite stairs.

"I'm not very good at playing."

"Don't come. We played several times when you married Yogi. They are all family members, so don't be too careful. We also played small. " Yuzhou shouted to her again, "Cheng Xiangwei, give your brother-in-law five thousand yuan."

Yogi is not at home. Their children are always with their mother-in-law. Yoga missed her daughter and went back to that side a few days ago. Xiang Wei brought the money, Jia Liang thanked him and had to play with them. Sure enough, he didn't know how to play. Xiang Wei looked at the cards and reminded her twice that her cousin Yuzhou was a little unhappy, so it was difficult for her to speak again. In less than an hour, there were four or five tickets left in front of Jialiang. Yuzhou big win three, in front of the RMB pile is disorderly, there is a kind of luxurious desolation, like paper money to be burned.

Yuzhou also asked Xiang Wei to go up and get the money. Jialiang knew he was in high spirits, and it was hard to flinch, so she only said to Xiang Wei, "my sister-in-law asks you to pick it up in my room. It's in the briefcase on the small sofa." Bring me all the money in it. "

the curtains were hanging, his room was gloomy and dark, the flowers on the carpet were dazzling, and the rose-purple velvet wallpaper was disconsolately exciting. The floor lamp was on. Maybe he had planned to take a nap. His Japanese Sakagi briefcase, made of cowhide and anti-velvet cigarette ash and sheepskin, is placed on the sofa under the lamp-rather than shelved at will. When I opened it, there were twenty thousand yuan in it, with a bank strap, which should be a new withdrawal.

she was never in the habit of snooping on other people's privacy, but she couldn't help looking at other mezzanine. He has a passport and ID card, which shows that it is not easy for ordinary people to take good-looking ID photos, but he is exceptionally handsome and is not afraid of fire. There are pens and watches, both of which are expensive brands, but they have not been used for a long time. There is an insulation cup containing warm Tartary buckwheat tea. The most are all kinds of documents.The material, like Wei, looked boring and was about to close when the back of her hand touched a small zipper inside and opened it with an envelope inside. There is a picture in the envelope. The woman in the photo, wearing a champagne lace dress, fell asleep on a rattan rocking chair. The beaded high-heeled shoes are slightly exposed, like a lotus bud out of the water. The background is an empty and dark hall, and there is a chaotic light outside the window.

she remembered that this was the last scene in the play Sunrise.

she also remembered that it was his wedding day. She drank too much at the dinner party and sneaked into the next hall to have a rest.

but in the same dim light as that day, she couldn't remember what night it was, and she couldn't think of this picture. He didn't want her to see it, or he really wanted her to see it. She wants it to be the latter. In everything, someone has to start.

she put the picture back in place and went downstairs with only 10,000 yuan. Jialiang's eyes flashed strangely from her, then her face became calm again, and Xiang Wei was ashamed of the eavesdropping just now. When she went back to her room, she called him with the cell phone she used for work: "Don't talk yet, listen to me." Now you pretend to be someone from your company to call you, you said there is something urgent to go back to deal with. They don't know how many thieves they are when they play cards, so don't play with them any more. "

Jialiang said, "all right. I'll be right back. I'll fax you a copy first. Yeah, well. Yes. Okay, goodbye. "

soon Xiangwei received the text message. Two words, "thank you". Clean, concise and silent.

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alone, the contract is difficult to sign and the invoice is difficult to write, so he can only do small business. Jialiang wants to register a company. Mrs. Zhao's dead pig was not afraid of boiling water and sighed, "there is very little cash at home, and the gift money collected by your brother for his birthday last time did not cover the drinks bill of the hotel." Last year's dividend, big head to the family, the rest of the old-age insurance to yoga, you also know. You can't touch the capital of your father when he was alive. If you want to take a penny, the old bastards on the board must be clamoring for us to withdraw. At that time, before his bones were cold, they wanted to bully the three of us, needless to say now? " With that, tears came down on call.

it is said that yoga can only provide NT $30,000 to NT $40,000, and another sum of money has to be saved to help manage her daughter's attendance in the school district in the future, so she can't move. Xiang Wei decided that the mother and daughter must have passed qi, and the roots of yoga ears were soft. All that's left is Yuzhou and Xiangwei. Yuzhou said, "Brother, I am a man who can't do anything, otherwise I would have gone out a long time ago to get a lot of money. Why should I rely on getting this dead salary at the road station?"

Xiang Wei poured Jialiang a glass of water, and Jialiang drank it with a smile. She knew that he was as tasteless as water. A few days later, she called him with her last job number. He obviously saved it, and his mouth was "Hello, sister-in-law". Xiang Wei asked him to meet at a restaurant on Xinglin Road. The two ate some meals at will, such as Wei took a bank card to him: "just like last time, you don't talk, you listen to me." A little of my own money, and let my parents put together some, a total of less than 300,000 yuan. If you take it and put it together again, you should be able to do it. Zhao Yuzhou doesn't know, so don't tell him. Don't be in a hurry to return it, let alone refuse to accept it. I know you're right, and I know I'm right. "

she took the lead and left him speechless. In the shadow of the lamp, Jialiang's eyes were calm. Xiang Wei was also moved by herself. It is not that she does not love money, she is also a person who cares about money as much as life. But at the critical moment, she had a throb, which she had not seen for a long time and could not be bought with money. As if possessed, she could not help but take out the money to fulfill the throbbing, sponsored the throbbing, and fully supported the throbbing. Just like a man who is afraid of death, he naturally gives birth to passion and courage when the country breaks mountains and rivers, and does not hesitate to rush into battle and enter the battlefield.

Love is a subtle feat, the destruction of everyone.

Xiangwei ate another salted soya bean, got up and said, "I'll go back first, and she'll talk again when I'm late." Sit down for a while before you go. "

at night, the moon is low, and the blinds make the solid color quilt striped. She was daydreaming in the snoring of Yuzhou-she was still testing it. He took the picture, she took the money, all to help each other, looking forward to coming out earlier than myself. All actions that break taboos require both wisdom and courage, and a little more or less will be doomed. However, it is precisely because of such treading on thin ice and fear that if the future can be saved from danger, the sense of achievement will be improved, and at the same time, it will probably reduce some feelings of guilt-it is not easy to sit back and enjoy it, but also how many difficult roads we have traveled.

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in autumn, Jialiang put up the rules day by day and worked properly. When the two met in and out of the house, he nodded with Xiang Wei. Solemn instead, Xiang Wei feared that the money put pressure on him and took her as a savior. Some things have backfired. She was upset, and Mrs. Zhao got wind of it out of nowhere, saying that she would fully liberalize the two-child policy and let her prepare for a second child: "my name is Yogi, just in case." There must be a boy. If she gives birth to a boy, her surname will be Zhao. The Teng family used to agree to one by one, but now they can't get a word in. Zhao is a big surname and the first in line, so he won't mistreat his grandson. "

Auntie Yuzhou once said: "if you open your mouth and shut up Zhao, you really don't have the ability to say things in the order of a hundred surnames."

Yuzhou is a filial son, everything according to his mother, and began to mess with Xiang Wei. As there was no one around during the day, Yogi quietly asked if there was a new strategy in Xiangwei's room. Xiang Wei was ashamed to answer and asked her in turn. Yoga shook his head solemnly and said, "it's impossible." I can listen to her for everything else, but not this one. Both adults live so hard that one child can't be reunited, let alone another one. " Xiang Wei was relieved, as if the couple had never slept in the same bed.

one morning in the week before the Mid-Autumn Festival, suddenlyHowever, there came an obituary saying that the cousin of Jiangnan had passed away. Yoga is not in good health. There is water hanging in the hospital, and both the couple go to work. Mrs. Zhao only appointed Jialiang as her representative to mourn. When he arrived, he called again and said that everyone else had neat heads, but coincidentally, his uncle and aunt also asked for gifts, and he was the only one in the door, which was somewhat ugly.

Yuzhou was on duty and couldn't leave, so Mrs. Zhao asked Xiang Wei to go, "there's no difference between attending your class and not taking it. Ask for a leave." Xiang Wei prevaricated that the manager was in a bad mood recently. I'm afraid it's hard to invite her.

"Please take a look at it first. Jialiang has arrived, and it is reasonable to say that it does not look good in the room of my nephew and grandson. It's only two hours by car, and I come and go on the same day. When he came back, he all left with the Jialiang car. "

"all right." After hanging up the phone, she quickly went downstairs to take a taxi to the railway station, and only after getting on the bus did she send a message to the manager.

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after eating the funeral banquet, on the way home, the moon was bright, the traffic was sparse, and it was very quiet. The raucous gongs and drums at previous country funerals are still banging in their ears. Xiang Wei had no alcohol, drank two glasses, her head falling, tilted on the copilot, nodding while talking vaguely to Jialiang. Jialiang said that when I was a child, I had to do a few days and nights at the Ashram when I attended the funeral. Now it's easy, after a thought, as soon as you burn it, put it in ash, and forget it. In the future, young people do not understand these rules and are more simplified.

Xiang Wei said, "I thought you always attended that kind of high-end Western-style funerals."

Jialiang said, "there are ten first-class relatives in front of the prime minister's door, and what a great official he is."

Xiang Wei asked about his father's recent situation. Jia Liang said, "it's okay from my mother, but it's getting cold. I'm afraid he'll have a cough." I have used a kind of loquat dew before, and it has some effect. It's just that the liquid is not easy to send in. We'll see. "

Jialiang has not been driving on the highway for a long time. Xiang Wei asked if she had gone the wrong way and turned on her cell phone in a certain position, which was really in the wrong direction. Turning the car around, Jialiang slammed the throttle and galloped for less than two hundred meters. The car trembled and put out the fire. He got out of the car and checked around, kicked the tire hard and said it broke down: "I thought it was leather and solid."

Xiang Wei looked around and saw that the half moon was heavy, the green hills were graceful, and the people were deserted, so she woke up a little bit and leaned closer to Jialiang. There was no answer when I dialed the insurance company. Occasionally, one or two cars passed by. I didn't know if I was on my way, and I didn't dare to hitchhike at night, so I had no choice but to give up. Jia Liang suggested that we should go ahead and find a place for someone to stay and then think of a way.

Xiang Wei's heel is so high that she can't stand it after walking four or five miles. Jialiang raised his eyes and saw a light on a hill not far away, so he took a mobile phone to illuminate, opened the road along the ridge of the field, and took a shortcut to take her there.

is a temple. On the plaque, there is a large character "Guanyin Temple", which is engraved with stone green.

the man who opened the door was a 17-or 18-year-old monk. When he heard about the situation, he led them inside and handed it over to an old master in charge of downhill shopping. The old master said that it was getting late, so please go to the inn to have a rest and contact the repair shop in the town to drag it tomorrow morning. Jialiang wanted to pay them, but the old master refused again and again, so Jialiang asked him to provide a lamp in the temple as money for sesame oil. It was only then that the old master agreed, placed them together with the little monk, and left separately.

the bedding should be sunburned during the day, and there is a kind of dry sun fragrance on the bed. Window half open, the night breeze slowly, like Wei and clothes lie down, and suddenly smell a wisp of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. When entering the temple, perhaps it lurks in the smell of sandalwood and incense, but now it is deeper and quieter, it floats out of the night in its own way.

just pushed the door out, and heard a "squeak" coming from the next door. Jialiang smiled at her and said that he recognized the bed, couldn't sleep, and came out for a walk. The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the court is as clear as water. With the eaves high and Peck high and the old trees whispering, only one or two houses in the quiet courtyard still have a halo. The occasional song of the autumn cicada at last, the tone is much more gentle than that in the middle of summer.

they walked one after another in the mottled shadow of the trees, the fallen leaves on the ground, between his shoulder and her hair.

all the way to the last main Hall, Xiang Wei saw several cinnamon trees on the hillside on both sides of the temple, all very tall and old. Come forward and break one, and it is full of fragrance for a moment. Xiang Wei leaned against the white stone appendix to play. Jialiang looked at her, approached her, and then leaned over hurriedly, and the kiss arrived before the steps. In the haze, she saw in a trance the way he was bent down, as if a soul was about to enter her body and complete the reincarnation of the robbery.

later, in her room, in his smooth and sturdy chest, she asked him, "at the foot of the Bodhisattva, is this disrespect?"

he had great ups and downs, but his head was firmly buried in her neck: "the Bodhisattva is merciful and saves suffering."

her eyes are a deep pool full of moonlight. She drank a few cups, which could be used as an excuse for acting rashly, but he was driving without a drop of wine, and he was bound to be confused when he got up tomorrow morning. He should type a draft in advance and work out a reason to convince himself.

before going to bed, he asked her to remind him to remember to supply the lights tomorrow morning.

she said, "they collect money only by supplying lights, but they are not greedy for money."

he said: "they are serious spiritual practitioners, convenient for others, convenient for themselves, and different from monks chanting sutras at funerals. Those people eat meat, drink, take wives, and do everything. "

it is the same injustice to accumulate wealth in the name of the Buddha and have fun under the banner of love. She shivered.

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everything is business as usual, as she expected. This is what it should look like. Over the next half a month, she sat alone in his car more than once, talking about house restrictions, the rise of WeChat businesses, parenting, and taking a detour on topics that might touch off-limits. All of a sudden, the eyes changed, and they were quickly dispersed.

in the evening, Yuzhou followed his mother's decree.Things get sweaty. Xiang Wei's arm accidentally climbed up his back, and the sticky layer felt like blood. She was so scared that she immediately withdrew her hand. Yuzhou stopped and asked what was wrong. Xiang Wei said it was nothing. Having no interest and losing patience, he got out of bed and washed up and went to sleep. The next afternoon she was working when Mrs. Zhao called. She cried like a mountain torrent and uttered words like Bubble in a flood: "Oh, my God, something big has happened!" Come to the hospital and give him another ride with your sister. He is still so young. " Xiang Wei's body was called by the rope in the air and tied several dead knots, strangled into sausage-like segments. Is there really a so-called earthly newspaper.

hurried to the hospital, seeing Jialiang going through the formalities at the counter of the nurse's station, Xiang Wei realized that Yuzhou had left. She went over and hugged Jialiang and cried bitterly. He caressed her back as a comfort.

in the ward, Mrs. Zhao's face had turned pig liver with tears and snot all over her face. When Yogu saw Xiang Wei coming, she naturally hugged her head and cried bitterly. Having dealt with roads and driving for nearly a decade, Yuzhou also knows how to break the law. When drunk driving took full responsibility, Mrs. Zhao's first reaction was that no one was gone, and the second reaction was that the insurance company would not lose money, wailing in this way, naturally for the loss of a son in old age and the loss of both people and money. The white cloth has been covered with the body of Yuzhou, and the blood stains are annihilated, which is a map of the planet outside the world. Xiang Wei took away a little bit and covered it again, and the blurred flesh and blood was like a giant baby who had just given birth, reaching the beginning and end of life and death.

in this mass of white flowers and red flowers, Xiang Wei fainted.

after she woke up, Mrs. Zhao was sitting by the bed when her face, which had been crumpled in tears, was ironed out by a miserable smile: "my dear, you'll never think of it any more. The doctor examined you and said you had it." Over and over again, God is going to kill me. My age. "

Xiang Wei bolted the date and soon understood the origin of the so-called "lost belly", but the outside story was far more perverse than the truth. Aunt Yuzhou, who came to visit, whispered to the two aunts in the hall that this child was Yuzhou. Yuzhou has a deep affection with her, and it is not enough to be a husband and wife, but also to be a mother and son for a lifetime to repay her virtue in this life.

wedding dresses for broad shoulders make you look glamorous and magnificent. Once you make up your choice, relax, we will take care of everything.

every mouth is moving and every hand is pointing. Everyone admires, laments, amazes, mourns, hunts for curiosity, and never misses any mysteries worth exploring or opportunities suitable for expressing deep feelings. These gorgeous and treacherous clothes and temples shuttled back and forth until the following summer when she was admitted to the hospital to give birth, until the moment before she said goodbye to them because of an amniotic fluid embolism.

Xiang Wei looks for that pair of familiar eyes in the shadow. It's crying. She didn't have time to appease it, nor did she have time to solve the mystery. She's leaving. She's tired. She vaguely heard the sound of blood flowing under the flesh, and she also heard Mrs. Zhao announce both mourning and good news on the phone as she did last year: "Boy boy, the Zhao family has a queen."

she is not wronged. She has at least experienced love. Just not as written in the book, "not a step earlier, not a step too late, happened to catch up", that is the strange fate in the book. If you look at it, there are probably the most things in the world-- it's too early, or it's too late, and your whole life will be gone, like scattered water lines that can no longer be gathered together.

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this year, China hosted the G20 summit for the first time. The name of the opening ceremony party is "Hangzhou is the most memorable". Jia Liang asked cardamom if he remembered the poem. Cardamom thought for a moment and said shyly, "Uncle, please give me an opening sentence."

"memories in the south of the Yangtze River."

"Oh, I remember-- the memory of Jiangnan, the most memorable is Hangzhou. The mountain temple looks for Guizi in the month, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on the pillow. When will the tour be more revisited? " The autumn wind rustled Luo curtain, and he was surrounded by the magnificent night and faint fragrance of the fantasy, and the wood stood silent until Mrs. Zhao heard the recitation and told her granddaughter, "Nutmeg should recite poems well and have knowledge." in the future, I can set an example for my brother. "

Mrs. Zhao looked at her son-in-law sadly, "the big one is beginning to understand, and I'm getting old. The small one will be entrusted to you after all."

Jialiang's eyes drooped: "I must treat him like my own child."

the baby's cry came from the living room. Mrs. Zhao nodded and hurried out.