But with real seriousness and seriousness: "When I find out the real culprit who killed my parents, chop him up to avenge my parents, and eliminate my mother's undying resentment, I will make up for your wedding. Then you want to go
You can spend your honeymoon anywhere.”
Mentioning Chang Mian's parents, Chang Changshi generally closed her mouth.
I took the initiative to hug him.
"Go and take a shower." Chang Mian let go of her and patted her back. She nodded and carried her nightgown to the bathroom.
The third day of the Lunar New Year is the day when North and South get married.
The Mo family is well off and the wedding was held with great splendor.
The long red carpet was covered with roses and lilies.
Chang Shang nestled in Chang Mian's arms, watching Nan Bei wearing a wedding dress and walking towards Mo Yang step by step. Mo Yang's eyes were gentle and he held her hand. The moment the two exchanged rings, Chang Shang unconsciously fell into Chang Mian's arms.
shed tears.
There are emotions, and there are also emotions that arise from the scene. I have a lot of mixed feelings at the same time.
It feels really good to see everyone happy.
Chang Mian hugged her tightly, pressed her head on his shoulder, and chuckled: "Silly woman, you cry every time someone else gets married. What's so hard about it? Your makeup is ruined."
Chang Shang remained silent. Thunderous applause erupted in the distance. The bride threw out flowers, and many people grabbed them. Then everyone took a group photo together. She and Chang Mian were also pulled into it, and the crowd was in chaos.
The wedding venue was laid out on a large lawn, filled with waiters carrying champagne, and countless balloons flying into the sky, making this sunny winter seem particularly warm.
Chang Shang did not attend the banquet in the evening, and hurriedly followed Chang Mian back to Chang's house in the afternoon, packed her things, and flew back to City A directly with her son in her arms.
City A, my long-lost home.
She almost forgot about every plant and tree in her home.
After getting off the plane, she drove straight to her home, but gradually she realized that the route seemed wrong. She asked the driver if he had taken the wrong car.
Chang Mian pressed her ear mysteriously: "I haven't been there before. This is the way home. Remember it clearly so you don't take the wrong route in the future."
"Uh? What do you mean?" She was puzzled.
Chang Mian gave up.
When she asked again, little Cheche burst into tears in her arms.
"You peed," Chang Shang checked and quickly untied the thick clothes wrapped around little Che Che, "Chang Mian, bring me a diaper."
It turned out that he peed or pooped there, and the whole diaper was covered with poop.
"Chang Mian, bring the paper first."
Chang Mian just took the diaper, went to draw out the paper, handed it to her, frowned and said: "How many times does this kid have a bowel movement a day?"
Chang Shang wiped little Cheche's butt skillfully. After wiping, she handed the poop-stained paper to Chang Mian and changed him into a diaper.
After she changed it, she looked up again and found that Chang Mian was holding toilet paper stained with poop in his left hand and a diaper full of poop in his right hand. There was no place to throw it away, so he just held it with disgust.
Chang Shang looked at it and smiled.
"Are you still laughing?"
He didn't say it was okay, but when he did, Chang Shang smiled and hugged her son and praised: "Che'er, come on, poop again and show your father."
puff……
Chang Mian's complexion changed: "Pull right away?"
Chang Shang's smile stopped abruptly, and her face became embarrassed: "No way, it's so awesome?"
She quickly unbuttoned little Cheche's pants and checked to see if the diaper was wet. It was clean, but she could smell a smell that filled the car. She raised her head and laughed again: "It seems to be a leak."