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Chapter 320 Erhu

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    It was night, after a busy day at the wedding, Dong Fang was already exhausted.  Ling Weihua hung the suit jacket on the hanger and asked Dong Fang to sit down on the wooden chair.  Dong Fang was a little confused, but she still sat on the chair and smiled slightly at Ling Weihua.

    However, Ling Weihua took out an erhu from a cupboard beside him. He rested his left hand on the thin strings with great power, and held the longbow steadily with his right hand.  From Dong Fang's point of view, he held his head up high and was still very energetic.

    This was the first time Dong Fang saw Ling Weihua playing the erhu. This kind of appearance was a little strange, but it made her feel happy.  At least at this moment, he seemed to be playing the violin.

    The moment the longbow was drawn, his body shook slightly, undulating with the rhythm.  "War Horse Galloping", "Sunshine on Taxkorgan", "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix", etc., are all songs that can make people jump with their mood at any time.

    Seeing a smile on the corners of Dong Fang's lips, and when the atmosphere was just right, Ling Weihua lost no time in saying, "I only dedicate this song to my new wife, Dong Fang."

    Ling Weihua lowered his head, raised the bow in his hand again, and the evening wind blew outside the window. In this quiet night, funny and humorous tones sounded from time to time.  The sound filled the small room, and Dong Fang giggled. She could tell that this was the soundtrack of Zhu Bajie's character in the TV series "Journey to the West".

    "Are you comparing yourself to the second senior brother?" Dong Fang was already smiling with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

    Seeing Dong Fang smiling happily, Ling Weihua also felt comfortable, he just smiled and said: "I am Zhu Bajie, I am getting married today, I am not very happy."

    The two of them laughed loudly, and their crisp laughter rubbed into the gentle moonlight.  From then on, Dong Fang and Ling Weihua supported and relied on each other.  In the future, they will go on together, through thick and thin

    The next day, Mrs. Ling personally brought a large basket of chicken soup over, saying that it was for Dong Fang's body.  Whenever Dong Fang saw her eyes, she inevitably felt a little shy and lowered her head.

    Seeing this, Ling Weihua hurriedly pulled the old lady aside, chattered irrelevant gossip for a while, and then let the old lady out of the room.

    Dong Fang lifted the lid of the niche cage and saw a black-bone chicken inside, she was shocked.  Although it was freshly boiled, the smell of medicinal materials and meat was caught together, which somehow made Dong Fang feel uncomfortable in his stomach and felt like vomiting.

    Ling Weihua removed the chicken soup, and said with a smile: "If you like it, it's okay if you don't. Mom is like this, warm-hearted, always thinking about what comes out."

    Dong Fang pursed her lips: "It's all Mom's wish after all, or I'd better have a drink."

    Ling Weihua lightly scratched the tip of Dong Fang's nose: "Don't force yourself if you don't like to drink, I also feel bad when I smell it. I know you don't like to waste, so I'll help you drink it later. Also, what is the old man thinking?  That's the old man's business. As husband and wife, we still have to pay attention to our own wishes, and you shouldn't feel that you are worrying about it."

    "This" Dong Fang blushed for a moment, but she didn't know what to say.

    "Ah Fang, let's talk about children. I think it's good not to have children. You see, your company has too many things to do. Besides, we are at this age. I don't want you to have children because of pregnancy."  The child will suffer more than others. I just want you to be well and healthy, okay?" Ling Weihua gently embraced Dong Fang and said with affection.

    The risk of having a child in your thirties is not the same as that in your twenties.  Since ancient times, giving birth to a child has been a circle of ghosts. Most women have suffered a lot to get such a child.

    Dong Fang originally thought that it would be good for the child to let things take its course, and she also knew that Mrs. Ling had been looking forward to holding her grandson for a long time.  But she didn't expect that Ling Weihua was always thinking of her to such an extent, it had to move her heart.  If her husband is like this, what can she ask for?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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