When Cheng Hao's words fell, Cai'er's face suddenly turned pale, her whole person seemed to be blindfolded, her tears were hazy, and the pear blossoms brought rain, which was truly pitiful.

"Uncle, don't you want me?"

Cheng Hao felt a little unbearable. After all, he was looking at the grown-up child. He didn't want to be so decisive, but when he thought of marrying a wife and having children in the future, he was panicked. This feeling made him more uncomfortable than being alone.

"Ok!"

In the end, Cheng Hao nodded, and if you are a wicked person, then be a wicked person. It is better than killing the girl for a lifetime.

Bang!

Boss Lan furiously slapped the table and stood up, and pointed to Cheng Hao's nose to curse.

"Cheng, do you think that you have become a painting immortal, and you turned your face away from admitting someone?! Think about who brought tea and food to your father every day when you were down? Gao Zhi, is there a fairy in his heart that looks down on Cai'er, a common man?!"

Cheng Hao was silent. No matter how boss Lan asked, he just didn't say a word. The angry opponent kept patting the table. If it weren't for the decree of the immortal, he wanted to rush forward and beat Cheng Hao fiercely!

"Father, stop talking, let's go back!"

Cai'er wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, took her father's arm and walked out of the door. Before going out, she turned her head and took a deep look at Cheng Hao, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance deeply in her heart.

After sending away Cai'er, father and daughter, Cheng Hao stood in front of the store for a long time. He didn't know if what he did was right, but he really didn't want to delay the life of other girls.

The night seemed to be quite a long time. In the end, Cheng Hao sat quietly at the desk, picked up the paintbrush, and began to slowly outline the fairy mountains and various characters in his dream. Only in this way can his mood gradually The calm down.

In the early morning of the next day, the heavy snow outside had stopped. After a simple wash, Cheng Hao opened the shop.

Squeak!

The moment Cheng Hao opened the store door, he was stunned.

Outside the shop, there was a long line, everyone in the line was beaming, each with a red cloth strap tied to his body, and bedding, furniture and other things on his shoulders, all of them waited and watched.

The moment Cheng Hao opened the door, bursts of joy came from all directions, and the lively scene suddenly resembled the wedding scene and attracted the attention of many people.

"Congratulations to Master Cheng, congratulations to Master Cheng!"

Amidst bursts of joy, the few people in the front row, carrying the quilt or something, smiled and nodded at Cheng Hao, and then walked into the shop in his bewildered eyes.

"What's the situation?" Not only was Cheng Hao bewildered, the neighbors around didn't understand what was going on at this time.

"Don't you know? It is said that today is the happy day for Master Cheng to marry Miss Cai'er. These people are hired by Cai'er's family to carry the dowry!" A vendor who knew the gossip explained in a low voice.

"This is too simple. There is no welcoming team, no horn band or something. You see, Master Cheng didn't even wear the official uniform of the bridegroom, just married the bride?" Some people feel that there is neither a banquet nor no The wedding ceremony is too shabby, right?

"Cut, what do you know? Master Human Xiancheng is a painting immortal, who is like a fairy, how can he be like us ordinary people?"

"That's right, you don't know, Master Cheng has always been happy to be quiet, and doesn't like to fantasize. So many people came today, it is already an exception!"

Amidst the people’s discussion, Lan Cai'er was dressed in a big red robe, with neither a sedan chair nor a red hijab. In the eyes of everyone, no one walked out of Lan’s house, and then came to Cheng Hao with a calm expression. In front of him.

"Cai'er, what the **** are you doing?" Cheng Hao's face sank, he wanted to get angry, but held back.

"Nuo, today, even if Lan Cai'er has passed the door, I will belong to your Cheng family in the future, and death will be your ghost in the Cheng family. Life or death depends on your uncle's words!" Lan Cai'er doesn't seem to be at all. Seeing the unswerving color on Cheng Hao's face, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made him look quite happy.

"Let's go into the room and say!" Pulling Lan Cai'er into the room, Cheng Hao lowered his voice and asked: "What I said last night is very clear, you don't understand what I mean?"

"Understood? But what about that?" Cai'er's expression remained unchanged. She was dressed in a red robe, a bit more delicate than ever, her figure was enchanting, her skin was like snow, and she looked breathtakingly beautiful.

"We do have a marriage certificate. When Mr. Li was alive, you didn't raise any disagreements. Whether it was in the government or with neighbors and villagers, we are all recognized legal husbands and wives. Why don't I pass the door today? "

"You..." Cheng Hao became angry for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but glanced at the desk, as if thinking about something in his heart.

"Why, are you thinking about writing a divorce letter to take me off?" Cai'er was quite intelligent, and she guessed Cheng Hao's intentions at a glance, her face was as usual, and she even slightly smiled.

"Cai'er said before, that in the future life will belong to the Cheng family, and death will be the ghost of the Cheng family. If you write a divorce letter, in order not to be divorced, Cai'er can only be your ghost of the Cheng family!"

While she was talking, Cai'er touched her sleeves and found a shiny silver dagger, "Look, I'm all ready, uncle, the rest is up to you!"

At this time, Lan Cai'er, calm Ling Cheng Hao couldn't react for a moment. He knew in his heart that after the girl refused her last night, she had the will to die in her heart. Today, it's just the girl's last fight. .

"That's it, do what you want, but in the future, you may regret it!"

No matter how hard his heart was, Cheng Hao couldn't watch the girl who he had seen since childhood die in front of him. He sighed, and he didn't say anything anymore. He simply flicked his sleeves and hid. In the bedroom.

Looking at the figure of Cheng Hao turning and entering the back room, the smile on Lan Caier's mouth gradually became rich, like a peony that just bloomed, so beautiful that you dare not look straight!

...

Time passed, the years were hurried, and in a blink of an eye, another decade!

"Husband, it's late at night, you can rest early!"

At night, under the dim oil lamp, Lan Caier came to the desk, put a thick coat on Cheng Hao who was still painting, lay on his back, and whispered.

"I see, Cai'er, go back to sleep." Cheng Hao nodded, but didn't mean to go back to the room to rest.

A trace of disappointment appeared in Cai'er's eyes, nodded, and walked towards the bedroom. When she walked to the door of the room, she saw that her husband had put down the paintbrush and was lying on the couch next to the desk. She soon sank. Go to sleep.

Ugh!

With a light sigh, Cai'er turned and walked into the bedroom. She has lived in this kind of life for ten years. In the past ten years, no matter how hard she tries, her aging husband has always refused to sleep with her. sleep!

It seems that I married not alone, but...a piece of ice!

A piece of ice that cannot be melted anyway!

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