The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

"Nonsense! Who told you that? How come I don't know?"

Shen Junqi took out a cigarette, lit it, and took two deep puffs.

Only then did he remember to give the cigarette to Ning Jingmo.

Ning Jingmo took one and held it in his hand, but didn't light it.

He leaned back in his chair and looked at Shen Junqi in a relaxed manner.

"What are you looking at me for?

Speak up! You have been a naughty kid since you were little."

No one knew what they said next in the room.

But after Ning Jingmo left, Shen Junqi locked himself in the room and drank a pound of wine.

After he sobered up, he washed his face and called his father.

The Song family had locked up Song Lingling and was trying every means to persuade her to agree to the marriage.

As a result, the Shen family replied and the marriage was called off.

When Song Lingling's father Song Anzhou heard the news, his face turned pale.

He fell into the chair and was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses and hurriedly called his son Song Qizhi back.

Song Qizhi was working at the company. When he received a call from his father, he hurried back home.

He ran into the study room in two steps, "Dad, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Song Anzhou frowned, "The Shen family is unwilling to cooperate with us."

"Did they not fancy Lingling? Or did they think of our intentions?"

Song Anzhou shook his head, "Shen Wenchang is such a rough guy, he can't understand why we want Lingling to marry their eldest brother.

I’m afraid someone is behind their back.”

Song Qizhi's eyes were solemn, "Then it will be difficult to deal with it next."

He lowered his head and thought for a while, "Dad, I decided to go find Shen Junqi myself.

He and I have been classmates for many years and I know him quite well, as long as he agrees.

No one in their family would object.”

Song Anzhou sighed, "I'm afraid that kid is not easy to talk to. He is even more stubborn than his father and sticks to his principles.

I guess he just disagrees.”

Then, he waved his hand in a somewhat decadent manner, "If you want to try, go ahead."

Song Qizhi drove to the location of the Shenjunqi troops overnight.

I felt upset all the way.

He knew very well that Shen Junqi was a man who would not tolerate any injustice.

He has a straightforward character. One is one and two is two. He doesn't like to play tricks or politics.

I have had great ambitions since I was young, to build a career before starting a family. But now I am 30 years old and there is no woman around me.

Song Qizhi thought of Song Lingling, who was also a worry, and became even more worried.

But he knew that when his father took that first step, every step thereafter would have to be taken with caution, otherwise one wrong move would lead to a complete loss.

Currently, the only family that can help the Song family is the Shen family. If this path for the Shen family doesn't work, it will be extremely difficult to find other paths.

The next morning, Song Qizhi arrived at the troops' location.

But he did not go to look for Shen Junqi first. Instead, he found a place, washed up briefly, and then drove to the outside of Shen Junqi's troops.

When Shen Junqi heard the report that Song Qizhi had arrived, he already guessed the purpose of his visit.

He is the kind of person who will not regret once he has made a decision.

Rather than meeting each other and getting tired of each other, it is better not to meet. So he found an excuse and sent someone to reply to Song Qizhi.

Song Qizhi was such a smart man. When he saw Shen Junqi staying indoors and refusing to come out, he knew that the Shen family's future was completely cut off.

We can only find another way.

Shen Junrui had just finished a performance. After performing for several days in a row, his throat was almost tired.

But I don't know who came up with the bad idea, but no matter which grassroots unit he arrived at, he had to perform, and he was called upon to do so.

If this happened to anyone else, they would feel it was a great honor.

But Shen Junrui is a person who likes to live a lazy life. He never participates in performances except on important occasions.

Never sit when you can lie down, and never stand when you can sit.

Besides, those watching the performance were all unknown soldiers, and the highest officer was just a company-level cadre.

He was too lazy to deal with it.

He had wanted to quit two days ago, but then he received calls from his father Shen Wenchang and his brother Shen Junqi.

The content is roughly the same, and even the tone is exactly the same.

Let him do his job well and not bring shame to the Shen family.

Shen Junrui was so angry that he kept cursing.

His mother came to see him secretly and brought him some delicious food.

But he only stayed for a while and then left.

Shen Junrui took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, found a corner sheltered from the wind, and leaned against the wall to bask in the sun.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, he saw the company commander of this unit and the head of their art troupe, Li, walking towards him from a distance accompanied by Ning Jingmo.

Ning Jingmo saw Shen Junrui from a distance, raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and then looked away.

He turned around and said in a casual tone: "Captain Li, I came to the company headquarters this time because I was appointed by Division Commander Gong.

The division commander said that your regiment's visit to the grassroots troops for a performance is a good thing and you will be commended for it.

I also plan to apply for a second-class merit award for you.

Commander Gong also said that the baritone in your group sang particularly well and was very morale-boosting.

Commander Gong also suggested that he sing a few more songs so that the morale of every grassroots officer and soldier can feel the care. "

Director Li smiled happily, "Thank you for the concern of Director Gong, coming to the grassroots to perform is our job.

The baritone is the youngest son of Deputy Commander Shen. He is the only baritone in our regiment.

I'll talk to Xiao Shen later and ask him to sing a few more songs."

Shen Junrui, who was smoking, didn't know that his life would become even more miserable in the future. By the time the performance ended, it was almost the end of the year.

My throat was so tired that I couldn't even bear it, and I lost the chance to take part in the army's New Year's Gala at the end of the year.

Not to mention harassing Xia Songlan.

Xia Songlan had been worried for a few days and found that Shen Junrui seemed to have disappeared. Although she remained vigilant, she no longer paid too much attention to him.

The focus should still be on taking care of children and studying and working.

In a blink of an eye, it was Xia Jianguo's wedding day.

Because the invitation invited their whole family, and that day happened to be a weekend.

Xia Sumu took Zhou Sangning, Xia Songlan and Xia Chuanbai to attend the wedding.

Xia Songlan originally wanted to take the two little ones with her.

Zhou Sangning disagreed, "It's better not to take it. First, the weather is cold, and second, it's unsafe with so many people and a mess."

The four of them arrived at just the right time.

Feng Jianguo and his friends rode 18 Phoenix bicycles and just picked up the bride.

Xia Songlan saw that the bride looked very festive and when she smiled, there was a deep dimple on the left side of her face.

They were also very generous and not shy during the ceremony.

When faced with difficulties from the groom's companions, he can also respond with sharp words.

This often leads to laughter.

Xia Songlan also laughed happily.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the door.

Xia Songlan could vaguely hear Minghui's sharp voice, "Let me in.

I'm here for a wedding, why aren't you letting me in?

I want to see Zhou Guoqing.

Where did you hide the National Day? "

Xia Songlan stood behind Zhou Sangning, looking over there through the gaps between the intersecting figures.

Then Xia Jianshe led a few young men and rushed over.

Ye Mei was so anxious that her mouth was almost bubbling. She was like an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles.

Minghui has been coming to their house to harass them every day these days.

At first, Xia Juanjuan argued with Minghui face to face, but later she simply ignored her.

Zhou Guoqing even avoided me.

But Minghui was like a dog-skin plaster. Not only did she come every day, she also meddled in the wedding.

Fortunately, the bride Chen Xiaorui was focused on the wedding, but her family noticed the movement at the door.