Chapter 852

When Yang Haitao went back, his mother had already put the dinner on the table. He glanced at it and looked upstairs: "how can Jingxing still not come down?"

Song ran asked his cheek to look at him: "brother Jingxing has returned to the army. He has just finished his task. A lot of things need to be reported back. I want him to come early tomorrow morning."

Yang Haitao nodded: "well, that's good. On the happy day with your sister, all the important people must be present."

Song ran waved her hand: "don't worry. Oh, by the way, Wu Ma, are you ready for my sister's dowry?"

Song Xuan glanced at her: "Oh, I think of my dowry now. I asked you to go shopping with us the other day, but you refused to go."

Song ran heartbroken smile: "I hope my concern will not be too late."

Song Xuan gave her a look: "it's late. It's all prepared by Wu Ma. It has nothing to do with you."

Song Ran Ran Ran Ran Ran to the other side of the table and rubbed her shoulder and knocked her back: "elder sister, you can forgive me. You know, his life and death are uncertain. I really have a mess in my mind, and I can't concentrate on anything. The cultural engineering group has received several TV interviews for me, and I pushed them all."

Song Xuan still showed her: "taking care of your sister for more than ten years is not as good as an outsider. I am really a failure."

Song ran rushed to her: "comparable, you are more important than Gu Jingxing. We are blood thicker than water. How can he compare with you?"

Song Xuan gave a sound: "you'll coax me with your mouth. You'll be smooth."

Song ran was coquettish and said, "elder sister, aren't you angry?"

Song Xuan pinched her face: "OK, have dinner. You don't have to worry about it. Mother Wu has everything ready for me."

Yang Haitao coughed softly: "that evening..."

Wu Ma quickly said, "the bride is going to live in her own house today. Xiaoxuan, you have to sleep in your own room tonight, and let Haitao come to pick you up tomorrow, OK?"

Song Xuan blushed: "I know. I planned to live in my own house."

After dinner, Yang Haitao stealthily ran into the kitchen and whispered to Wu Ma, who was washing dishes, "Wu Ma, can you go to Tianzifang in a moment?"

Wu's mother said, "haven't you given up yet? I don't think he will come, sir

Yang Haitao looked solemn: "I went there in the afternoon and said a lot of things. I think song Xuan's father is somewhat touched. There is still a person to wake him up. Can you go there again?"

Wu Ma looked at him and said, "I don't want Xiao Xuan to regret it, do you?"

Yang Haitao smiles and nods: "her mother is not here. If her father doesn't come again, I know that she will be sad in her heart. I..."

Wu Ma's nose was a little sour: "well, I'll be there in a moment. I'll tell my husband well and try to get him to come."

"Thank you very much," Yang said gratefully

Wu Ma's eyes were wet: "silly boy, thank you for everything. I also want to make Xiaoxuan happy."

Out of the kitchen, the two sisters went upstairs arm in arm. Yang Haitao looked at them quietly, thanking them. Both of them had brought him happiness. But for song ran, I'm afraid song Xuan would not have married him.

He did not call them, but went out of the door, out of the courtyard, and into his own yard. The snow on both sides had not yet melted, and the air was cold but fresh. He sat on the steps of the door, looked up, and occasionally there were shining stars.

Yang Shaodong thinks that life is so complete.