"... Sanniang, you can rest assured that you will never be hurt by Ding Hu in the future where we are.

It was he who owed you first. He just didn\'t repent. Why should we worry about such a person? It\'s not worth it, and he doesn\'t deserve to be a child.

In the future, our home will be your home. Xingyun and I are your children... "

Afterwards, Chi Ziyu did psychological work with Sanniang like this.

She thought that although Sanniang hated Ding Hu, she had a psychological dependence over the years.

Without her husband, she will habitually regard Ding Hu as her only relative, which is inseparable from emotion and reason.

But the more involved the constant relationship, Chi Ziyu expected that it would only make Sanniang more painful.

Therefore, Chi Ziyu thought, it\'s better to put it down as soon as possible than let Sanniang suffer all her life.

Meaningless family affection is the least promising.

"I know, little fish. I\'ll cut off contact with him in the future. I just think I\'ve never raised this son in the past." Sanniang said.

What an unfilial son.

In the past few decades, we should treat it as a dog

–

Qishuipei\'s wedding date was officially put on the agenda.

She should get married the next day.

This evening, Qijia is a rare bustle.

Qiduocai went home during the day, and qixinbao\'s family also came to Qijia.

Outside, the full moon hung high, the moonlight was white and cold, and the frost was slowly and silently.

If a person goes out for a walk and keeps the clear cream on one head and one shoulder, even the tip of his nose hurts coldly.

Everyone gathered in the room, baking and loudly discussing the details of tomorrow\'s wine.

The carbon fire in the brazier beeped, and the red Mars jumped gently.

"Shuipei, you must get up early tomorrow. Tomorrow is a good day for you." Chen Xiang said, still holding a waking lotus in her arms.

Qishuipei brushed his lips in disapproval. "It\'s just to be a kiss. When it\'s time, you can call me up."

"We will all call you, but you must wake up earlier.

You can\'t sleep in the sun every day as before. " Chen Xiang said again.

"It\'s not just tomorrow. I have to get up early every day when I get married.

Shui Pei, just look at me and my sister-in-law. When we don\'t get up early and get dark, you are the most comfortable person. " Guo Jinlian broke in gloating.

She was eager to see qishuipei\'s miserable new married life in the future.

"Speaking of it, who will carry shuipei on the sedan chair tomorrow?" Qixinbao suddenly asked.

Generally, when a girl gets married, her brother carries her in a sedan chair.

Qijiabao said thoughtfully, "let the boss carry it. He is the eldest son of our family."

Qiduodi looked up in flattery, "me?"

"Not who else you can be." Wang didn\'t have a good way. "You don\'t know anything about your sister\'s marriage."

Qiduodi nodded hurriedly, "OK, I will carry it..."

"I don\'t want it!" Qishuipei suddenly said, "I don\'t want big brother to carry it."

"Who do you want to carry?" Wang asked, "your third brother? Your third brother is so thin that he can\'t carry you.

As for your second brother, forget it. He\'s so reckless. I\'m afraid he\'ll fall on you. "

"I want my fourth brother to carry it." Qishuipei tunnel.

With that, he turned his eyes to the Qixing cloud in the corner, full of expectation.