Chapter 729

"It's very nice. The sketch is good, and the song and dance are also good." he tilted his head and said something to a little soldier. Before long, the little soldier brought the tea: "Sir, Babao tea."

"Thanks," he smiled.

Push the tea in front of me and gently open the lid. The sweet smell comes to my nostrils. There are six red dates. I always like to put so many. I blow them and drink them. They are clear and sweet. Only three small pieces of sugar should be put. My favorite taste.

After sipping half a cup, his heart warmed up and sat beside him watching the song and dance seriously.

His cell phone rang. He looked and pressed it. After a while, it rang again. He frowned and pressed it off.

I said faintly, "go and pick it up."

He just smiled and turned off his cell phone to watch the show with me.

The performance was also very wonderful. The soldiers of the army cheered and had a strong spirit.

After reading it, it was already more than ten o'clock. The night wind was really cold, and there was a drizzle.

Qiao Dongcheng took an umbrella. They wouldn't deliberately get close when they walked. The umbrella moved to me, and the rain on the umbrella fell on his hair.

After getting on the bus, he turned out a military uniform from the back seat and gave it to me: "put it on so as not to catch a cold."

"Thank you."

He smiled and said, "you still have a share with me."

Start the car and slowly follow several cars with military cards out of the army.

I suddenly felt that I had never known such a Qiao Dongcheng. In the past, when I was with Lin Duan, I wouldn't look at him seriously. When I came back from France, I was as timid as a mouse and just wanted to rely on him. He was always busy. I was still adjusting myself. I always felt that they were inferior in their Qiao family. I didn't dare to say a lot about him, let alone ask more questions.

When we got back to Qiao's house, Qiao Shibo and his family had gone to bed, but there were lights in the hall. We walked upstairs with light steps, said good night, and went back to our rooms to freshen up.

After washing my hair and drying it with a hair dryer, it turned but burst, and then it stopped. After playing with it for a while, it still couldn't open. It seems that it's burnt out.

Everyone in the Qiao family slept, but Qiao Dongcheng didn't, so he had to borrow his money.

The door wasn't closed. It seemed that he had to go out to get something. He squatted on the bedside table, flipping through the documents and talking on the phone.

"Don't call again in the future. I think I made it very clear to you. No matter what you think, we are all over." he hung up his cell phone, threw it on the bed, took out the document, turned to see me and asked gently, "Chihiro, what's the matter?"

"The hair dryer in my room is broken."

"Wait." he put down the papers and turned out the hair dryer. "Blow dry before you sleep."

He does things, but he is also rigid, not fancy, and has some fine traditions of soldiers.

The next morning, Qiao's house began to be busy.

Qiao Shibo, it seems that he really wants to return. There are more things he brought back in the living room. I didn't care before.

Ready to worship the fruit cakes and flowers, but the mood is depressed.

If I were alone, I don't know how to face it.

Today's wind and rain is heavy. Aunt Qiao didn't come because of the cold. The driver took Qiao Shibo and Qiao Dongcheng took me to the cemetery in the suburbs.

I remember when I came back from France and was going to be buried with my mother's ashes. It was such a heavy rain that Qiao Dongcheng carried me that day. My tears didn't stop all the way.

Things have changed, but now the mood is still so heavy, how some pain.

The brush of the car rowed very fast and drove very slowly. The rain confused the love and hate of the world as if it were to be confused.

The car drove into the cemetery, and it rained heavily. Qiao Dongcheng took my raincoat and put it on me. The three of them went in with their things.

Dad's picture, so blurred by the rain, I looked at it quietly, but Qiao Shibo said, "brother Yang, I came to see you."

With this sentence, tears could not stop sliding down.

Dad, I came to see you. Chihiro came to see you.

Dad... Biting his lips, tears are flowing, and I can't think of anything in my heart.

"Old brother, do you have time to come to see you often in the future? Shaoxing daughter Hong, which you like to drink, come and have a few drinks."

Qiao Shibo probably sat in front of his father's stele, poured two glasses of wine, sprinkled one on the ground and drank the other: "this wine still tastes like that. Old brother, we are going to be in laws. Chihiro and Dongcheng are going to get married. You don't have to go with regret. Come and come. We won't return if we're not drunk today."

Qiao Dongcheng gave me a bunch of white lilies: "Chihiro, go and see your mother."

Mother's photo still smiles so happily, carefree like a princess. Her fingers touch her eyebrows, but she can't feel her warmth.

Dying, she told me: "Chihiro, go back and marry Qiao Dongcheng, marry Qiao Dongcheng... Marry Qiao Dongcheng."

I couldn't help it. Big big tears slipped down and cried loudly.

"Mom, I'm coming to see you, mom. I'm going to marry Qiao Dongcheng, mom, mom..." she called again and again. She won't answer me again.

Even if I tell her now that I want to marry Qiao Dongcheng, she won't smile at me, but mom, I finally fulfilled your wish.

Qiao Dongcheng came and held me in his arms: "Chihiro, don't cry, your mother will be more pleased that you are very strong."

But at this time, I don't want to be strong. I really miss my mother. If she is here, I'm willing to pay what price.

Chihiro can be independent, Chihiro can not cry, Chihiro can not hate dad, mom.

"Aunt Guo, I will take good care of Qianxun in the future."

After crying for a long time, Qiao Shibo walked powerlessly according to Qiao Dongcheng. Qiao Shibo was also wet and was still talking to my father about something.

Qiao Dongcheng sighed: "my father, he is really old."

Red eyes, looking up at the roof, many things in the past are always recalled. All three of them were drenched and went back. Uncle Qiao's mother asked someone to cook ginger soup long ago: "drink a bowl and go to take a bath and change clothes immediately. Our whole family should not catch a cold together."

Filled with ginger soup, Qiao Dongcheng took me upstairs: "come on, go take a bath and change clothes immediately."

"Don't worry, I'm tired."

He was born in the army. I haven't exercised much. I can't catch up with him when I run the stairs.

Joe's mother smiled downstairs and called, "Dongcheng, you take care of Chihiro. Don't run fast. You'll take a bath and come down to dinner."

Like the feeling of home, the taste of home.

Just get married, just get married, I'll get married with Qiao Dongcheng! Many thoughts urge me to think like this.