Chapter 3: Married (1/2)

Zhong Ziqi was lying on the bed staring at the gray curtains, her thoughts couldn't help but drift away. I don't know if Hyundai herself is dead or exchanged with this body and soul. If she died, her parents would be very sad, right? But fortunately, he is not the only child in the family. There is a capable elder brother who will definitely take good care of his parents, which he is very relieved.

And that person—that person should also be sad for himself, after all, on the surface they are still good buddies, and he thinks that what he has hidden in these years is quite successful. Thinking of the happy days since acquaintance, Zhong Ziqi sighed with a wry smile, so that he could completely give up.

When his thoughts turned back, Zhong Ziqi sighed again. He is still a little confused until now, and he feels the kind of feeling that he can't touch the ground. He hasn't adapted to it. Marrying a fool...

He doesn't know how to describe his feelings at this time. He himself is a gay. He doesn't reject being with men, but a stranger is still a fool. He really doesn't know what the future will be like. It can be said to take one step at a time.

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is the day when Zhong Ziqi gets married. Due to the special circumstances of both parties, one was silly and the other was in the filial piety period. In order to save money, both parties simply banqueted a few tables of people, and they were separated after the meal.

Zhong Ziqi was sitting on the bed in a half-old clothes, beside him was a man who had been silly and happy. This is the first time Zhong Ziqi has seen Zhao Zhengan. He has thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, tall nose, thick lips, a sturdy figure, and a height a head and a half taller than him. This is a handsome guy.

Zhong Ziqi shook her head regretfully. How could a good handsome guy become a fool? Too violent!

”What's your name” Zhong Ziqi asked gently. He knows his name, but he can't sit around like this, he needs to communicate and get to know him.

”Fool, fool,” Zhao Zhengan said stupidly.

Zhong Ziqi frowned. Needless to say, this must be what people usually call that way. He is a bit displeased. What he hates most is discriminating and insulting others. He may be self-conscious and sensitive, and he may be kind in his heart when he grows up. Realizing that his sexuality is different from others, he is afraid of other factors such as discrimination, so he grabbed Zhao Zhengan's shoulder seriously and said: ”You are not a fool, your name is Zhao Zhengan, Zhao Zhengan, remember?”

The fool smirked: ”Zhao Zhengan, Zhao Zhengan.”

”Hey, my name is Zhong Ziqi, it's you—” Zhong Ziqi said after a pause. I don't know what to say, it is really difficult for him to bring in the identity of being a fool.

”Daughter-in-law, you are my daughter-in-law.” Zhao Zhengan yelled suddenly, reaching out and grabbing his hand.

Zhong Ziqi was dumbfounded, and immediately stared at him to retort: ​​”I am not your daughter-in-law, I am you... your brother, yes, brother.”

”No, Eminem said that you are my daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law, ooh.” When she said that, her eyes were red, and she looked at him pitifully, for fear that he might object.

Yes, he doesn't need to think about it this time, he was directly brainwashed.

”Okay, okay, do you have to listen to me in the future? You can do whatever I ask you to do, otherwise I won't want you.” Zhong Ziqi black line, looking at him as a big man, alright, although he is only seventeen years old, What kind of pitiful, a kind of contrast, that is, is the vision swollen?

When they communicated well, the door of the house over there was knocked loudly.

”My Eminem told you to go over.” A voice sounded, and then disappeared immediately, presumably it was running away.

Zhong Ziqi knew that this must be Zhao Zhenghong, the child of Zhao Zhengan's stepmother. Call yourself over? I don't know what to do.

Zhong Ziqi got up and walked two steps outside. She couldn't walk any more. Turning around and looking up along her hand, she was still the pitiful Zhao Zhengan: ”Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law.”

Zhong Ziqi sighed and sighed, backhand pulled the palm that was much larger than him, and walked out the door. When they came to the hall, Zhao Cheng and Wang were sitting there, and there was Zhao Zhenghong with eyeballs wandering around next to him.

Zhao Cheng was a man who was taller than Zhao Zhengan. He had dark skin. When he saw Zhao Zhengan coming in, he just glanced lazily and turned his head. On the side, Wang Cuihua, whose real name is Wang Cuihua, is a slightly fat brother with a thin lip. He looks as mean and acrid as Li Xiujuan.

Sure enough, Wang Cuihua took the lead and said: ”Brother Qi, you married today. I have to talk to you about some things. This boy Zhengan is now seventeen. At the age when we can split the family, you can’t let us keep raising. Isn’t that right? His brother hasn’t got married yet, and it’s spread out to raise a silly brother who would dare to marry him.”

Zhong Ziqi raised her eyebrows and looked at him, but she didn't expect to be quite straightforward: ”Then what do you mean?”

”Separate.”

”Then, how do you divide the Eminem?” Zhong Ziqi pretended to be ignorant on the surface, with a Coke inside, and the division happened, and it would be better to divide it tomorrow.

”Our family has 12 acres of land, divided into three acres for you. What do you think? This is a lot, enough for you two to live.” Wang Cuihua said that the nose is not the nose and the eyes are not the eyes. He feels distressed when dividing these three acres. It's been a long time.