Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"I don't need to do anything else. I'll leave the rest to Nie pinghong and me."

"What if Mu Yunxiao asks me to marry him?"

"Agree first, but you decide the wedding day, and you decide it in a week. In this way, he will not feel that you are playing with him, but also give me and Nie pinghong enough time."

"OK, then..." Song Jiujiu looked like he was about to cry. Nie Pingxin blamed himself for his heartache. She made him feel terrible. But now there is no second way to go except divorce.

"Are we going to be separated from each other from tonight?" Song Jiujiu couldn't help crying at the thought of separation. Although she knew that the divorce was false, she was still very sad.

Nie Pingxin didn't know what to say. At the moment, no matter how much comforting words were, they would make her feel more uncomfortable. She simply didn't say anything and accompanied her to tears silently.

At 5 p.m., the two went to the divorce formalities together, and then song Jiujiu called Mu Yunxiao, but they already knew about it. Obviously, someone followed them.

"Mu Yunxiao, I've divorced Nie Pingxin. I hope you can keep your word and let my parents, my eighth sister and Su Junming go. Otherwise, I don't care if the fish die and the net is broken."

"Jiu'er, as long as you get married with me, I will naturally let them go. When you get married, your parents are my parents and your eighth sister is my eighth sister. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning. We'll get a marriage certificate. As soon as the certificate comes, I'll let them go."

"Tomorrow morning? What day tomorrow? Do you read the calendar? I song Jiujiu will choose a suitable day for marriage even for the second marriage. Although I wish you would go out and be killed by a car now, I don't want to be a widow as soon as I get married."

"Well, in that case, I'll find someone to choose a good day. Then I'll go to Ouyang house with the bride price to marry you."

After hanging up, song Jiujiu spat, "shameless thing! Disgusting face! How could I like such a person when I was a child?"

"I'm blind." Nie Pingxin handed her the water cup. "Have a drink. Don't be angry with people who are not even as good as animals. It's not worth it."

At night, song Jiujiu came to ouyangyi's room. He hasn't woken up since he fell ill and fainted.

The domestic helper just wiped Ouyang Yi's body and was wiping his hands at the moment. Song Jiujiu took the towel. "I'll come. Go to the kitchen and explain it. Cook me some red dates and tremella soup. My throat is a little uncomfortable."

"OK, Miss nine, I'll go to the kitchen now."

After the maid left, song Jiujiu sat down by the bed, wet the towel in the warm water basin, wrung it into the water, and gently wiped it with Ouyang Yi's hand.

"Grandpa, I'm so sad. I divorced Nie Pingxin."

"Grandpa, you don't love me. I was bullied. You didn't care and kept sleeping."

As he spoke, tears fell down and fell into Ouyang Yi's palm, condensed into a crystal clear bead of water, flashing a dazzling light under the light.

The tears were like magic. A few seconds later, the thick hand trembled slightly.

Song Jiujiu was stunned. The touch from her hand was clear and obvious, but she couldn't believe it. The whole person stayed there like a wooden man.

It was not until Ouyang Yi's hand moved again that she regained consciousness. She looked down at the hand. Tears blocked her sight. She raised her hand and wiped it hard. She stared at the big hand for a moment.

It moved again!

Again!

"Nie Pingxin! Nie Pingxin!" Song Jiujiu screamed with joy, and the voice was louder than the loudspeaker. Nie Pingxin, who was so frightened that he was bathing in the bathroom of the bedroom, could not tread on air and run away.

The maid also heard the scream. The maid guarding the door was the first to go back to the room, "Miss nine, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

Seeing song Jiujiu staring at the hand in his hand, he smiled like a fool.

"For a long time, what's the matter? What's wrong?" Nie Pingxin ran in, looking very embarrassed, bare feet and frothy face.

Song Jiujiu turned to look at him, "Grandpa! Grandpa's hand will move!"

Nie Pingxin was stunned, and then looked at Ouyang Yi. Yes, the hand in her hand was indeed moving. "I called the doctor and asked them to come and check grandpa's body now."

"Hmm!" Song Jiujiu nodded vigorously, then stood up and tightly hugged Nie Pingxin's neck, crying in a mess.

Nie Pingxin hugged her, "It's a good thing for grandpa to wake up. Why are you crying? Don't cry. Grandpa will be sad if he hears you cry. Our family has grown up for a long time and can manage a country. Grandpa must be very happy to see you so powerful when he wakes up. You are grandpa's pride. Therefore, the nine princesses of our family can't cry anymore. Listen, wipe away their tears and laugh A smile. "

"No, people are happy and want to cry." Song Jiujiu buried his face in his chest and rubbed fiercely. It froth a froth. Today, the happiest thing is that Grandpa woke up and felt steadfast in a moment.

She took a deep breath, wiped away her tears and looked up. "Well, go on to take a bath. I'll talk to Grandpa. Maybe Grandpa will wake up in a minute."

The domestic helper called Ouyang Yi's special medical team. In less than half an hour, the party rushed to Ouyang's house and gave Ouyang Yi a general examination. All the physical indicators were OK. It was just around the corner to wake up.

Song Jiujiu and Nie Pingxin stayed with Ouyang Yi that night. Song Jiujiu fell asleep by the bed. Nie Pingxin sat beside him. He stayed with song Jiujiu rather than Ouyang Yi.

At night Nie pinghong came and said nothing. He just looked and left again.

The next morning, Nie Pingxin was doing flat support in the room. A hoarse and weak voice sounded, "Pingxin..."

Nie Pingxin was surprised, his arm shook and bent, and he fell on the ground.

Nie Pingxin lay on the ground for a while before he regained his mind. He turned his head slowly and went to see the people on the bed.

Ouyang Yi has opened his eyes, but he has been unconscious for too long. The whole person looks very weak. He is moving his mouth and trying to make a sound again.

Nie Pingxin quickly got up from the ground, put his fingers on his lips and made a silent movement. Then he pointed to song Jiujiu, who was still sleeping on the nearby sofa, and motioned not to wake her up.

Ouyang Yi turned his head and his eyes fell on Song Jiujiu. His eyes were gentle and full of love.

His granddaughter finally grew up.

After sleeping for several months, although he couldn't wake up, talk or move, his ears could hear him.

Maybe without her sentence "Grandpa, you don't love me, I was bullied, you don't care, but still go to sleep." he may not wake up now.

Nie Pingxin walked gently to the bed and held Ouyang Yi's hand. His voice was very low. "Grandpa, I'll ask the doctor to do a general examination for you again."

Ouyang Yi gently shook his head, "no..."

"What can I do for you?"

Ouyang Yi blinked, looked beyond him and continued to look at Song Jiujiu sleeping on the sofa.

She is thin and her face is not good-looking. Originally she was a child, but now she has to shoulder the important task of a country.

In the end, he was too cruel. He gave up before giving her time to learn and adapt. He couldn't imagine what had happened in China during his sleep.

Song Jiujiu woke up suddenly. Although no one bothered her, as soon as she opened her eyes, she shouted, "Grandpa!" opened her silk quilt and ran to the bedside.

Ouyang Yi woke up a little tired. She looked at her and fell asleep again.

Song Jiujiu ran to the bed and looked at him. He didn't wake up. He was disappointed. He sat down by the bed and held his hand. "Grandpa, I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth to work. I'll chat with you when I come back in the evening."

He leaned over and kissed Ouyang Yi on the forehead. Song Jiujiu left the bedroom and went back to his room.

Nie Pingxin had taken a bath and changed into clean clothes, black trousers and white shirt. He clubbed at the door in high spirits.

"Wake up? I want you to sleep a little more."

Song Jiujiu stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lip, "good morning." then he took two steps back and looked at him up and down, "Why are you wearing such a swagger today?"

Swagger?

Nie Pingxin looked down at himself and swaggered? Isn't he like this every day?

"Change the white shirt!" Song Jiujiu gave orders for no reason.

Nie Pingxin frowned, "why? I want to wear white today."

"Let you change it. How can there be so much nonsense?" Song Jiujiu turned his eyes and walked towards the bathroom. The longer and younger he was, the younger he looked. At 44, he looked like 24. Then he put on his aging white shirt, which was clearly going out to seduce the little girl!

It was only yesterday that he got divorced. Today he can't wait to go out and flirt. How unreasonable!

Nie Ping's new face was at a loss. What was his temper in the early morning? He didn't annoy her, did he?

Or is there something wrong with the white shirt?

I looked down and didn't find anything wrong.

He raised his head and asked the housemaid at the door, "there's something wrong with the shirt?" he also turned around, which means you can show me all the time. Is there something wrong.

The domestic servant was a little girl. Except blushing, she shook her head.

"No problem? No scratch or stain?"

"No."

"What's the matter? What kind of temper did our nine princesses lose early in the morning?"

Nie Pingxin went to the bathroom, "for a long time, what happened to the shirt? Why can't you wear it?"

Song is always brushing his teeth and foaming, flying, "I'll let you change for you, then how can you change so much? Do you want to change?"

Nie Pingxin nodded helplessly, "change, change immediately. My wife spoke, of course."