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Tang Yuanshan realized that his mood was wrong, and he said with a sorry smile, "although so many years have passed, it's still hard to accept when I think of it. Don't mind the warmth."

"Don't say that, uncle."

As for his uncle, Fu Nuan only knew that he was the adopted son of his grandfather and his mother's brother. He had no blood relationship.

Fu Nuan is not very clear about his uncle's feelings for his mother. Now it seems that

When people meet again after a long time, all they can say is the recent situation or the past.

For them, the past is too heavy to talk about now.

"Warm, happy after marriage?"

She nodded, smiling.

"He was very kind to me and I was very happy."

Tang Yuanshan nodded with relief, and Tang Yao felt as if he had been stabbed by something when he saw the beautiful smile of a woman.

When she knows everything, will she show such a brilliant smile?

So beautiful she, when the time comes, her happiness and happiness, will be destroyed by the past resentment?

He didn't dare to think about it any more.

……

Back at the villa, Rong and sat at the table waiting for her. The dishes were served, and the dishes were arranged in a good-looking way according to the size of the plates.

Sometimes she really thinks that this guy is extremely meticulous in details, especially in such things that she doesn't think are important, such as the poor appearance of the plate.

Probably a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder?

"I'm hungry."

Obviously, his tone is light, but she can hear a kind of children's words that she didn't eat snacks.

"Long time to wait?"

"No The man denied: "just finished the job."

Fu Nuan curls his mouth. Professor Rong, you can pretend.

She came up behind him, put her hands on the man's shoulder and pinched his shoulder. It was a dog's leg. She said with a smile, "Your Majesty works every day. It's really hard work. I'm very frightened and would like to share your worries for you."

He thought he would give her a cold eye, but he took her hand and went to his arms.

The woman's center of gravity is unstable and falls into this man's arms.

"Share my worries for me? Then the princess will continue to sleep tonight

Huh?

She was petrified on the spot!

When did Rongyu learn to accept this kind of "playwright" stem?

Fantastic!

At this time, the servant came out with the soup. Seeing the scene of the love and harmony between his husband and his wife, he lowered his head and snickered. He put the soup on the table and walked away with a red face.

We all know that husband and wife have a good relationship. However, it is rare to see such a scene openly!

"Let go! I was seen... "

"Why, Princess Eyre is shy?"

Fu Nuan couldn't laugh or cry. He reached out to push him.

Fortunately, he just kisses her on the lip and does not continue to be restless, but -

"eat first and sleep at night."

"She said

Is it true that he won't be tired after so many days? Her waist is still sore!

……

At night, lying on the man's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

Rong Yu curled her hair with her fingertips, gently.

"I saw my uncle today..."

Fu Nuan's voice was stuffy.

Rong and touched the back of her head, "not happy to see it?"

She sighed: "uncle is much older than he is in memory..."

"People will grow old, so will you and me. This is the law of nature."

"I understand It's just a little emotional. "

The woman stopped and said, "my uncle came back specially for mother's death day. On this day every year, he would come to sweep her mother's grave."

The hand that embraces in her waist deepened a few cent strength way, Mou son is dark, "when is your mother's death day?"

"Tomorrow."

In the next few seconds, without hearing Ronghe's response, Fu Nuan suddenly remembered something, looked up at him and explained, "ah, I haven't had time to tell you..."

"Silly."

Rong and rubbed her hair, and her voice was low and soft: "you are my wife. Every year from now on, I will accompany you to worship my dead mother."

At this moment, the dim yellow light reflected his face, tender and tender.

……

The next morning.

The sky began to drizzle.

The car was parked at the cemetery in the western suburb, where her mother was sleeping.

Rong Yu is dressed in a pure black suit with a straight posture, while Fu Nuan is dressed in a long black skirt, only wearing a sorry pearl earring to show solemnity.

She stood by his side and took the man's arm. In the other hand, she held a bouquet for her mother.The man held the umbrella in one hand, and did not let her be drenched by the rain, and his sight never shifted from her body.

After walking deep along the path for about seven or eight minutes, Fu Nuan stood in front of a row of tombstones, "this is it."

Her mother's tombstone is in the middle of the row.

Tang Yuanshan and Tang Yao have arrived.

Tang Yuanshan squatted in front of the man's tombstone, his thick old palm gently rubbed the photos on the tombstone, smiling with tears.

"You are still so young, but I am old..."

Tang Yao stood behind his father, holding an umbrella for him. Seeing the sad look on his father's face, he sank his eyes without any words.

Fu Nuan's eyes also slightly red, standing on one side did not disturb.

"Father, it's warm."

"Uncle, brother."

Tang Yuanshan then raised his head and stood up trembling with the help of his son.

He noticed Fu Nuan's husband and observed it carefully.

His appearance is extraordinary, and his eyebrows are full of healthy qi. He is relieved of Fu Nuan's future.

Even if something happened to the Fu family, the Rong family could guarantee her future.

"Uncle, he is Rong Yu, my husband."

Rong Yu nodded politely: "uncle."

Tang Yuanshan patted him on the shoulder, nodded and said "OK".

Fu Nuan squatted down and placed the daisy bouquet in front of her mother's tombstone.

"Mom, I've come to see you."

The woman in the picture is about 30 years old with a bright smile. Fu Nuan inherits the beauty of her mother, at least seven or eight points similar.

She turned her head and looked at Rong and pulled his sleeve. "You are too high. Squat down a little. Mom can't see you clearly."

He leaned down beside her, but he didn't forget to hold an umbrella for her.

"Mom, he's my husband. This is the first time I have brought him to see you, and he is very kind to me

Words can not describe the good.

In a word, after becoming Mrs. Rong, she realized the warmth she never had before. The warmth from her lover was different.

Tang Yao heard the choking in her voice and wanted to comfort him. As soon as he took a step, he realized that there was someone else around her.

He said in a deep voice: "aunt, you can rest assured that my father and I will take good care of the warm."

Rong and squint eyes, Yu Guang slanted a man's eye, for his words quite dissatisfied.

His wife doesn't need to be looked after.

Looking at Fu Nuan's mother's tombstone, the man held his wife's hand tightly and made a promise: "for the rest of my life, I will respect her, love her and protect her for the whole life."