"What's the matter, husband?" Xiaoying looked at Wang Mang in a trance for a moment. Daimei wrinkled slightly. There was a trace of worry in her big watery eyes.

"Nothing!" Hearing this familiar address, Wang Mang, who came back to himself, put the ring on Xiaoying's slender white ring finger with a smile.

A couple of people who love each other, a luxurious wedding, two rich and enlightened families, maybe the perfect marriage is nothing more than this.

After a year's marriage, Wang Mang and Liu Ying spent their honeymoon in daze, the most beautiful and moving mountains and rivers in China. The photo of Wang Mang holding Xiaoying's shoulder under the locust tree on the mobile phone screensaver with a sweet smile was also developed and printed, which was put in their precious honeymoon album.

Not surprisingly, Xiaoying was pregnant. When Wang Mang knew the news, he couldn't take it back with a smile.

He simply quit his job. Anyway, the rich family members of the two families can afford the expenses of the two young people. Wang Mang makes delicious food at home every day to make Xiaoying happy. Of course, the baby in his belly also has to be happy.

Pregnant in October, "Wow, wow, wow!" When the door of the operating room was pushed open, the white nurse held a crying baby and said to the excited Wang Mang with a smile: "congratulations on being a father. You are a little princess!"

"Good! Good! Good Wang Mang was at a loss to smile two times. He took the baby carefully. When he saw the lovely elf in the swaddling clothes, Wang Mang's heart was almost fused.

"Ma! You hold the baby, let's go to see Xiaoying. Let Xiaoying have a look at the baby, too. "

Wang Mang squatted on the edge of a hospital bed, a pair of broad hands holding Xiaoying's slightly cool catkin, his eyes soft looking pale, but holding the baby's face full of maternal love smile Xiaoying, the hand can't help but hold more tightly.

"Dad, hold it!" The little girl with two sheep horn braids, delicate and lovely facial features, delicate and white skin opens her little hand and looks up at Wang Mang who has become a father.

"OK, Dad. Give me a hug. I'll give you one."

"I hate it, Dad. It's bearded." The little girl showed her neat white teeth and giggled twice, but she quickly got up to her cheek and gave a kiss.

"Dad, mom! I don't want to get married. I don't want to leave you

At the beginning, the little girl who still wanted to hold her hand had grown into a graceful and beautiful girl. She was wearing a luxurious and white wedding dress, crying bitterly, holding her mother Liu Ying, whose eyes were red and her face was reluctant to give up.

"Silly girl, there's no saying that if you don't marry, you won't marry. Just come back to see your mom and dad in the future."

The corner of the eye shows a few rays of crow's feet, beautiful face is no longer young Liu Ying red eyes, not give up but gently patted her daughter's back.

Wang Mang stood beside him. As a father, he didn't express his reluctance on his face, but his eyes were still red. In his heart, he was the most miserable because he loved his daughter very much.

The sun is setting in the West. The orange sun is hanging on the horizon. In a warm and spacious courtyard, Wang Mang and Liu Ying are sitting on the couch to catch a cold.

"Creak - creak!" The reclining chair shakes slowly and makes a sound. Suddenly, Liu Ying holds Wang Mang's hand. Her hair is already gray, and she is no longer as beautiful as when she was in her prime. Even her snow-white catkin hands have become rough and old.

Her voice trembled and seemed afraid, but she said, "old man, are you leaving?" A breeze blew, and Wang Mang, who had never spoken, opened his eyes and nodded.