Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"Grandpa, don't talk about jiu'er. She feels bad about breaking up." when she returned to the living room, Song Nan whispered.

"She... I know." ouyangyi wanted to say that she was still uncomfortable. She didn't know what she thought of people. She had been a boyfriend and girlfriend with such people for more than four years. Just thinking about him, he was heartache.

But these words still didn't come out. He understood that the girl was really hurt this time. She really didn't suffer any setback from childhood, but the setback was so great. I'm really worried that she would think of doing something stupid.

"Old eight, you have to watch old nine during this time."

Song Nan nodded. She understood what grandpa meant. This was what she was worried about. The quieter it was, the more disturbing it was.

In the afternoon, accompanied by his two granddaughters, Ouyang Yi wandered around Liancheng. Along the way, the old man always lamented that although Liancheng is better, it is no better than country B. there is no blue sky at home, no fresh air at home, and no clean home... In short, Liancheng is not as good as the capital of country B, and it has been dumped thousands of miles.

At the beginning, Song Nan and song Jiujiu would echo and say a few words. Later, they simply didn't say anything. They nodded when the old man said anything, at most "Hmm".

It was an accident to meet Zhang Meng, but if song Jiujiu knew that the accident almost skinned her alive, she must pray to God not to meet Zhang Meng today.

"For a long time, sister Nannan, what a coincidence." Zhang menggang came out of the supermarket with two bags in his hand. She was going to take the subway home at the subway station. She happened to meet Song Nan and song Jiujiu on the way.

"Jiujiu, who is this?" before Song Jiujiu opened his mouth, Zhang Meng said doggedly, "are you Grandpa song? I've often heard about you for a long time. Today, I see that you deserve your reputation!"

have a well-deserved reputation?

The eyes are not only Ouyang Yi, but also Song Nan and song Jiujiu.

Song Jiujiu is going to look up to Zhang Meng. She doesn't know when her good friend will flatter her. Her best friend can really do it.

"Oh, how can you live up to your reputation?" Ouyang Yi smiled at Zhang Meng. She knew that jiuer's classmate and good friend had made friends. He specially asked people to investigate the girl's life experience. Her parents were working-class. Her father was an executive of a company and her mother was a financial officer. Although her family was not rich, she was also petty bourgeois. The girl was a good girl, No mind.

Zhang Meng said with a smile, "really a energetic old man!"

As soon as she spoke, Zhang Meng knew she was wrong and her face turned red.

Aside, song Jiujiu and Song Nan were stunned and forgot how to react for a while.

Silent for about ten seconds, a hearty smile sounded.

"Did my ninth son tell you?"

Ouyang Yi's words made Zhang Meng secretly look at Song Jiujiu for a long time. Then she quickly lowered her head and dared not look again. She secretly shouted that it was bad. She must clean up her for a long time.

Song Jiujiu's face stiffened and changed the topic, "Mengmeng, why do you buy so many things?"

Zhang Meng was stunned and hurriedly said, "Oh, my father came back from a business trip today. My mother was busy at work, so I came to the supermarket to buy some vegetables and go home to cook delicious food in the evening."

"Then you must be in a hurry. Hurry back."

"Well, yes, Grandpa, sister Nan Nan, for a long time, I'll go back first and talk another day."

Song Jiujiu waved her hand to hurry away. If she didn't go again for a while, if she said anything else, Grandpa would have to smoke her.

But the more you worry about something, the more you come.

Zhang Meng was going to leave quickly, but she remembered something after taking a few steps. She stopped and turned around and asked song Jiujiu, "Jiujiu, where did you go last night? I didn't find you when I got to the bar. I heard you left with a man. Who?"

Zhang Meng spoke so fast that song Jiujiu had no chance to interrupt.

These words flew into Ouyang Yi's ears word by word, and he frowned immediately.

Zhang Meng was smart. As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately felt that the ambient air temperature suddenly dropped by 10 degrees. Looking at Song Jiujiu's face, she knew that she had said something wrong and ran away without saying a word.

Song Jiujiu vowed that she would break up with Zhang Meng!

Under Ouyang Yi's severe torture, song Jiujiu had to confess and strive for leniency.

"I want to see that Nie Pingxin!"

In the afternoon, Nie Pingxin planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. There was nothing in the fridge. At noon, he ate a bowl of noodles.

As soon as he got downstairs, he was stopped by two people wearing sunglasses. They looked like the underworld. He frowned, "good dogs don't stand in the way."

Intuition told him that the comer was not good, but he didn't know who sent it.

"Mr. Nie, please come with us."

"Why?"

Nie Pingxin looked at two men who were taller than him with provocative eyes. He was not afraid of them. He was just curious. He didn't remember who he provoked.

"My husband, please, and ask Mr. NIE to come with us."

For the sake of their good attitude, Nie Pingxin's attitude was better, "who's your husband?"

"Mr. Nie will know when he arrives."

Nie Pingxin thought for a moment. He could not ask one, two or three questions from these two people. He simply went with them. Maybe someone could treat him in the evening.

In a small three story teahouse, the third floor was rented.

Nie Pingxin followed them to the third floor. He looked around and didn't see any sir. However, he saw song Jiujiu for a long time, leaning his head against the stairs. It seemed that he was waiting for him.

"Song Jiujiu?"

Nie Pingxin was surprised. He didn't expect that the so-called "Sir" was her.

"Are you the gentleman they say?"

"No." Song Jiujiu answered neatly.

"Who is that?"

Song Jiujiu didn't answer his question. Instead, he said, "Nie Pingxin, discuss something with you. You have to promise me."

Nie Pingxin frowned. Did he hear it right? We must agree to discuss. Is this called discussion?

"Say something first."

"Promise me you'll promise me later."

"If you don't pull down, I'm busy. I don't have time to chat with you!" Nie Pingxin turned and left. At this time, he only heard a cold and sonorous voice behind him, "who are you with such a big tone!"

This voice made Nie Pingxin tremble. I don't know why. In his mind, he involuntarily thought of a man, his master and Moyu's father.

But it was only a moment before he calmed down. How could master be here? He thought too much.

Nie Pingxin slowly turned around. At this time, he clearly saw Ouyang Yi.

An old man with all white hair but looking very energetic.

The lines of the old man's face are very hard and cold. He has a pair of sharp eyes that can insight into people's hearts. If he doesn't have a deep path, I'm afraid he doesn't dare to look at the old man for more than ten seconds.

Nie Pingxin firmly believes that the old man is definitely not a simple person!

"Grandpa, he is Nie Pingxin," Song Jiujiu whispered.

Grandpa?

Is this old man song Jiujiu's grandfather?

What did he find himself to do?

Nie Ping was puzzled, but he was quite intoxicated with himself. The old man song didn't plan to reward him for saving his granddaughter twice, did he?

Thinking of this, Nie Pingxin suddenly felt that his trip here today was not in vain. Although he wasted a lot of time, he still got some harvest.

Ouyang Yi said to song Jiujiu, "jiu'er, go back with your sister. I'll have a good chat with Mr. Nie."

"Grandpa, I --"

"Go back."

Song Jiujiu knew he couldn't stay, so he had to nod and go downstairs.

Ouyang Yi and Nie Pingxin came to the window and sat down. On the tea table in front of them, there was Pu'er tea that had been brewed. Before opening the lid of the teapot, the fragrance had slipped out through the gap.

"I heard that Mr. NIE is the boss of Song Nan's company?"

Nie Pingxin was slightly stunned, and then nodded, "yes, I think the old man must have known this for a long time. If you want to say anything today, you can speak directly. There's no need for intentional greetings."

Ouyang Yi obviously didn't expect that he would break through his disguise so ruthlessly, so his face turned a little red.

"I heard you saved my granddaughter last night. Thank you."

Nie Pingxin smiled and smiled a little ruffian. "You're welcome, sir. It's not the first time."

Not the first time?

Ouyang Yi pondered this sentence carefully in his heart and came to a conclusion that jiuer drank in the bar more than once and was still drunk, but how many times? How many times did this Nie Pingxin save her?

"That's really fate. Every time jiu'er encounters danger, Mr. Nie happens to encounter it."

Ouyang Yi's words suddenly reminded Nie Pingxin of a sentence that song Jiujiu said when he was a little drunk last night——

The meeting between two people is specially arranged by God. Since we are so destined, why don't we just follow God's will?

He didn't pay much attention to her words at that time. Now he wanted to know what kind of obedience she said "obeying the will of heaven"? What kind of Providence is it?

"It's not every time, just twice. Last time, four years ago, last night, I didn't say your father. You have to take care of your granddaughter. How old is it? When you're in a good mood, you go to the bar to drink. When you're in a bad mood, you go to the bar to drink. How dangerous is a girl in a place where there are good and bad people."

Once four years ago, last night.

Ouyangyi only thought about it, so that he didn't listen to what Nie Pingxin said behind him. He didn't return to his mind until several seconds later, "eh? Oh, yes, it's dangerous."

In fact, he didn't know what the danger was, but when he heard the three words he said, how dangerous it was, he guessed in his heart what the danger was.