Warm my heart

Chapter 439 Love in the Rain 43 Meng Ping

Du Fei patted her back gently, with a hint of pampering in his voice.

"Relax, baby."

There was a burning look in his eyes.

Meng Ping bit her lower lip slightly, with a hint of grievance in her eyes, but also with endless tenderness.

There was a hint of sob in her voice, as if to say that she was willing to do anything for him.

Her soft and tender voice drifted in the evening breeze, as if expressing endless love.

Fortunately, Meng Ping gently cast a barrier while she was conscious.

The entire room was enveloped in a faint halo of light.

The mandarin duck quilt is spread out, and the waves are covered with red silk.

The powdery fragrance of sweat is wet, and the soft rain is melting.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another week has passed.

Yiping was still waiting quietly in the bustling train station as usual.

Her beautiful and determined figure seemed to have become a unique landscape in this bustling place.

The sun was particularly bright that day, and the breeze gently blew Yiping's hair.

Just as she was feeling a little uneasy, a train slowly approached from a distance.

Accompanied by a whistle, the car door opened and the crowd began to surge.

Suddenly, Yiping's attention was attracted by a familiar figure.

He Shuhuan was seen walking down the train with difficulty, leaning on a cane.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Yiping only has eyes for the man she longs for day and night.

Countless emotions surged in my heart, and thousands of words became so pale and powerless at this moment.

Yiping didn't hesitate at all. She flew towards He Shuhuan like a light butterfly.

The two hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Tears slid down Yiping's cheeks and dripped onto He Shuhuan's shoulders.

He Shuhuan gently stroked Yiping's hair, giving her endless comfort and warmth.

After calming down a little, Yiping supported He Shuhuan and they set out on the journey home together.

When they stepped into the Lu family's gate, the family members had been waiting for a long time.

When everyone saw He Shuhuan return safely, their faces were filled with joy.

After some discussion, everyone decided to prepare a grand wedding for He Shuhuan and Yiping.

At the same time, Lu Zhenhua remembered that although Mengping and others had gotten married, they had never held a banquet at home to celebrate.

Coincidentally, at this time, Erhao successfully proposed to Fang Yu, but Ke Yun chose to withdraw from this relationship and devote herself to running the orphanage.

Lu Zhenhua suddenly had an idea and proposed to hold the weddings of the three couples together.

As soon as this idea was proposed, it was immediately agreed by everyone, and everyone was immersed in joy and anticipation.

Du Fei excitedly picked up the phone, dialed the numbers of both parties' parents, and invited them to attend the wedding.

For a while, the Lu family was extremely busy, and everyone actively participated in the preparations for the wedding.

As the wedding date draws closer, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Just the day before their wedding, an unexpected person appeared.

Ruping actually brought her husband back to the Lu family.

At first, everyone mistakenly thought that Ruping returned because she couldn't let go of He Shuhuan.

However, when I saw Ruping holding her husband's hand with a calm expression.

When everyone sincerely sent their blessings to the three couples, they realized their misunderstanding.

Finally, after everyone's discussion, it was decided to let Ruping and her husband join the wedding feast.

In this way, the original three couples became four, and this happiness will soon be passed on to more people.

Lu Zhenhua was also very happy. He married off his three daughters and married a daughter-in-law in one day.

In the international metropolis of Shanghai, a romantic and grand Western-style wedding is being prepared in full swing.

The wedding scene was beautifully decorated, filled with happiness and sweetness.

All the guests were dressed in snow-white wedding dresses or suits, like angels descending to earth.

In the sacred and solemn church, the light coming through the stained glass windows fell on the newlyweds, as if covering them with a layer of dreamy glow.

On this beautiful day, Meng Ping and Du Fei walked into the marriage hall hand in hand with the blessings of their relatives and friends.

This wedding is just the beginning.

According to traditional customs, it is the third day after the Western-style wedding.

Meng Ping and Du Fei will return to their hometown in Anhui with Du Fei's parents.

They also plan to hold a grand Chinese wedding.

Lu Zhenhua felt that there was no major problem at home recently, so he decided to follow Meng Ping and her group to Anhui to find out what was going on.

He not only wanted to see with his own eyes what Du Fei's hometown was like, but more importantly, he wanted to investigate whether it was suitable for settling there.

If the situation is as turbulent as rumored, the big cities will surely bear the brunt of the impact;

In comparison, rural areas may be relatively safer and more stable.

If I eventually find that Anhui is not an ideal place, the worst that can happen is that I return to my hometown in Northeast China.

When Erhao and others learned that Mengping and Du Fei were going to hold another wedding in their hometown of Anhui, they all expressed their desire to attend.

In this way, a group of more than a dozen people boarded the train to Anhui.

For Xueqin, this was the first time in her life that she set foot on the land of Anhui.

Along the way, she looked curiously at the scenery outside the car window, secretly comparing the differences between here and Shanghai.

Some places along the way looked rather dilapidated and depressed, as if there were still traces of the ravages of war.

After a long journey of three days, everyone finally arrived at Du Fei's hometown at the foot of Shu Mountain.

Erhao excitedly put his arm around Du Fei's shoulders and said with a smile, "Du Fei, I didn't expect the scenery around your home to be so beautiful! It's great!"

"Wow, I didn't expect your house to be so spacious!"

Looking at the endless land and forests in front of him, He Shuhuan couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right. What's even more surprising is that there are mountains here."

Ru Ping next to her echoed.

When Du Fei heard the praise from the two, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

He chuckled and said, "No, no, these are just assets passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors."

"But then again, what's the situation in this mountain?"

He Shuhuan asked curiously.

Du Fei scratched his head and replied, "My father told me that these rolling hills all belong to us.

It’s just that no one has ever been in those deep mountains, so no one knows what they look like.”

"Oh, I see. What about outside the mountain?"

Ruping asked, pointing to the scattered houses in the distance.

"Most of the people living in these places are farmers who work for our family. They have lived here for generations."

Du Fei explained.

At this time, He Shuhuan, who had been silent all the time, suddenly made a proposal.

"In that case, when you have time, why don't you take us into the mountains to hunt?"