To bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, thousands of houses were lit with lights and firecrackers were blasting, and the entire Jinling City was enveloped in a festive and joyful atmosphere.

As the reform and opening up continues longer and longer, people's living standards are gradually improving. Many people have basically bought TVs at home. Children are running around in groups in the streets and alleys, carrying firecrackers and candies in their pockets.

There was constant laughter and laughter, and the adults gathered in front of the TV at home, staring at the TV screen and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

But on New Year’s Eve this year, I’m 10% destined to not be able to sleep.

At midnight in the middle of the night, after setting off firecrackers and eating late-night snacks, the house couldn't accommodate any room, so Yi Cheng took Ye Xiaolang back to his residence.

It was night, the two of them were lying on the bed, covered with thick quilts, but Yi Cheng rarely reached out to hug Ye Xiaolang into his arms.

Ye Xiaolang took the initiative to move forward, took Yi Cheng's hand to use as a pillow, and asked, "What do you think about our marriage?"

In the darkness, Yi Cheng's mind was filled with Wang Zhong's words in the study, especially those things that Yi Cheng didn't know before. Ye Xiaolang's past. Although Wang Zhong didn't go into details, he couldn't bear to talk about it.

Think about it.

The person I have been with day and night for less than half a year has been like this in the past few years. I have been with seven or eight men day and night, lying on the same bed, having sex with men and women. In my spare time, my ears and temples were rubbing against each other, like glue, talking about that.

Touching words of love, promising a vow of eternal love...

What made Yicheng most upset was what Wang Zhong said. The beauty he spent all day with had had two children with other men and had two abortions.

Yi Cheng has no doubts about Wang Zhong's words. Yi Cheng knows better than anyone else who Wang Zhong is. Wang Zhong and Ye Xiaolang have no grudges and will never slander Ye Xiaolang for no reason. Moreover, this

This kind of thing can be found out.

Issei has been thinking about it all night.

Yicheng said: "I think my uncle is right. Marriage is not a child's play. Our hasty decision is indeed a bit too hasty and too poorly considered?"

It's just that Yi Cheng's words are somewhat unfounded.

"Then what do you think?" Ye Xiaolang's tone seemed to be a little aggrieved: "Are we not getting married now?"

"Otherwise, let's let it go for now..."

"Okay, Qiao Yicheng!" As soon as these words came out, Ye Xiaolang stopped and Zeng sat up immediately, completely ignoring the cold weather.

Ye Xiaolang said: "I am a woman who has given you everything, even my body. Are you telling me this now?"

"I..." Yi Cheng was speechless, and he quickly sat up, pulled the quilt over, and put it on Ye Xiaolang. He said with concern: "It's cold, I caught a cold."

However, Ye Xiaolang waved his hand hard and pushed away Yicheng's hand and struggled: "I don't need you to worry about it. I'll forget it if it's cold to death!"

"Qiao Yicheng, let me ask you, what do I mean to you in your heart?" Ye Xiaolang turned around and turned on the light, curled up his legs, turned to look at Yicheng, with tears in his eyes, looking extremely aggrieved.

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"I didn't say not to get married. I just said that we made a hasty decision. My uncle is right. At least we should let the elders of both parties meet first. If not, at least I have to go to your house to visit the elders and get married.

It’s not a child’s play, and it’s not just a matter between the two of us. It’s a matter between your family and ours. Isn’t it right for us to be more cautious?”

Yicheng was very confused, very very confused. The tenderness and sweetness before were sweeter than honey, but at this moment, Wang Zhong's words always echoed in Yicheng's ears, and Yicheng couldn't help but think about it.

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When the two were walking hand in hand on the street, and when Yicheng came back with Ye Xiaolang on his bicycle, the two of them were close to each other, rubbing their ears and temples together. Yicheng couldn't help but think about being with Ye Xiaolang.

The eight people I had a crush on.

As long as it was just a simple relationship, that would be fine, but the key point was that Ye Xiaolang had to have an abortion twice for this purpose.

Although Qiao Yicheng is neither mysophobic nor traditional, whenever he thinks about this matter, he feels uncomfortable, as if he has a pimple.

"If you don't want to marry me, just say so and don't make these excuses!" Two lines of clear tears fell from Ye Xiaolang's eyes, and the tears on his cheeks revealed grievance and strength.

"I didn't say I didn't want to get married, I just..."

"Brother?" Erqiang, wearing a military green coat, opened the courtyard door and was very surprised to see his eldest brother who had almost turned into a snowman outside the door.

"Didn't you go back with Sister Xiaolang? Why did you come back so late?"

"Nothing!" Yi Cheng hurriedly rushed into the house: "Is there any hot water at home?"

"There is one on the stove in the house!" The stove in the house burned coal, with a tin pipe as a chimney, and a kettle on the stove.

It started to snow at some point during the night. Yi Cheng ran to the stove and rubbed his hands while warming himself. Er Qiang quickly helped Yi Cheng get a basin and towel and pour hot water.

Naturally, the second strong man didn't know that his eldest brother had just had a big fight with the woman who almost became her sister-in-law. In frustration, he ran home directly and gave the house to Ye Xiaolang.

Early the next morning, the top two were boxing in the courtyard. This was a morning practice habit they had developed over the years. There had just been a heavy snowfall last night, and there was a layer of white snow outside. It was inconvenient to run, so we could only do it in the courtyard.

I cleared an open space to practice boxing and kicking.

Yicheng worked hard until midnight last night, and it was already past three o'clock when he went to bed. He was exhausted mentally and physically, and he still hadn't woken up yet.

After a few sets of punches, the flow of Qi and blood accelerated, and his body gradually became a little warmer. The second strongman was about to keep up his efforts when suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door again.

"Sister Xiaolang?" Erqiang opened the door and saw that it was Ye Xiaolang.

"Where is Qiao Yicheng?" Ye Xiaolang asked with a cold face.

Erqiang said: "Eldest brother is still sleeping in the house!"

As soon as Erqiang finished speaking, Ye Xiaolang walked straight in, walked to the room with familiarity, and directly lifted up the quilt beside Yi Cheng's bed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Hiss!" Yi Cheng, who was still sleeping, felt a chill sweep through his body instantly, and his consciousness immediately woke up, and his eyes opened.

When he arrived, Ye Xiaolang was standing beside the bed.

"Xiao Lang, why are you here?" Yi Cheng was still not completely awake.

"Can't I come?" Ye Xiaolang's tone was a little unkind.

"Qiao Yicheng, what do you mean? Is this marriage still over?"

Yicheng quickly sat up, and while putting on his clothes, he said: "My meaning was made very obvious last night."

"You..." Ye Xiaolang suddenly hesitated. She thought that Qiao Yicheng just didn't understand it for a while last night, but she didn't expect that her attitude would be so firm now.

"I think you just don't want to marry me!" After saying this, Ye Xiaolang turned around and ran out, crying and wiping his tears.

"Sister Xiaolang..." Seeing Ye Xiaolang running out, Erqiang just said hello, but Ye Xiaolang ran straight out the door as if he hadn't heard.

Erqiang hurriedly chased after him and watched Ye Xiaolang disappear in the alley with twists and turns. He turned back and saw Yi Cheng who had already dressed and came out of the house.

"Brother, what happened between you and Sister Xiaolang? Why did she run away crying?" Er Qiang asked.

Yicheng walked to the front of the pool with a gloomy face, looked at himself in the mirror, looking a little haggard, and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, it was just a quarrel!"

"It sounds like it's because of your marriage?" Erqiang did not continue to practice boxing, but came out from the house with a hot water bottle and poured hot water into Yi Cheng's basin.

"Yeah!" Yicheng nodded: "Xiao Lang told me that he wanted to get married soon. What I meant was to ask my uncle for his opinion first, but what he said made sense. I haven't even met Xiao Lang's parents.

However, it is a bit too hasty to get married without even knowing anything about her family. It is irresponsible to her and to myself."

I couldn't sleep last night. I thought about it all night, and I almost figured it out. The past is the past. As long as Ye Xiaolang really wants to marry him and really intends to live a good life with him,

Marriage is nothing, it's just a passing fact, and he, Qiao Yicheng, is not that stingy.

But what Wang Zhong said makes sense. It's okay to get married, but not in such a hurry.

Erqiang asked: "I see that Sister Xiaolang looks very sad. Why don't you go after her and take a look?"

Yicheng shook his head: "Forget it, she's angry. It's useless for me to chase her. Let her calm down first. When she calms down, I'll talk to her."

Yicheng is not the kind of person who doesn't intend to admit his fault after sleeping with others. He has never even had these thoughts. Perhaps it is precisely because of Qiao Zuwang's irresponsibility that Yicheng has a stronger sense of responsibility than anyone else.

A sense of responsibility for his younger brothers and sisters, a sense of responsibility for his work, and a sense of responsibility for Ye Xiaolang.

Wang Zhong was doing boxing in the courtyard when Ma Suqin, who had just gone out to take out the trash, suddenly ran in: "When I came back just now, I saw a girl who looked like Ye Xiaolang running out at the entrance of the alley!"

"Ye Xiaolang?" Wang Zhong didn't stop moving his hands: "You can't see it wrong, right?"

"It should be right, it looks like it to me!" Ma Suqin said.

"He just ran away. Yi Cheng is not a child! He knew it all."

After a while, the second strong ones came over, along with Yi Cheng, Qiqi and Qiao Zuwang. After breakfast, Simei took Sanli and Qiqi to go out to play.

"Wear gloves and hats, be careful of the cold!"

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast early in the morning, Yicheng took Erqiang, Sanli and Simei with them, brought the New Year gifts they had prepared early, and prepared to go to their second aunt's house to pay New Year's greetings.

In recent years, although Wang Zhong has mostly taken care of them, Wei Shuying and Qi Zhiqiang have also contributed a lot. Every year during the New Year, Yi Cheng takes his younger brothers and sisters to the Qi family to pay New Year greetings.

"Before leaving, go to the medical center and bring two jars of the medicinal wine I specially brewed for him. Send them to your second uncle. Tell him not to exceed four taels a day!" Before leaving, Wang Zhong did not forget to tell Sanli.

One sentence.

"I know, uncle!" Sanli said with a smile.

"Go for it!"

Although Qi Zhiqiang's illness has not been cured, he did not die young as in the original plot. He is just not in good health and cannot do heavy work. Now he and Wei Shuying guard the small shop opened by Wei Shuying, helping to collect money and settle accounts.

The children and Wei Shuying helped with the heavy work.

Since Qi Zhiqiang was still there, the old man who had made eye contact with Wei Shuying after Qi Zhiqiang left naturally did not appear in the Qi family's life, and the second and third children of the Qi family did not have any problems with Wei Shuying because of this.

Despite the estrangement, the relationship between the family is as harmonious as ever.

At around ten o'clock, Wang Zhong was holding an ancient book in his study and slowly chewing on it. Ma Suqin was sitting in the living room watching the TV and chewing sugar cane, when footsteps suddenly came from outside.
To be continued...