leisurely wife

Chapter 277: Daughter Red (1)
Du Fei couldn't help but took another sip of the wine. The mellow and sweet taste of the wine made his eyes narrow slightly, and his whole body was soaked by the wine. He felt that the wine had entered his body and penetrated into the bones of his limbs. , the whole person seemed to be soaked in hot water, with a warm tiredness. "It's really good wine." Du Fei's alcohol addiction was aroused by this mellow wine, and he couldn't help but taste a little more. This time he drank more wine than the first time.

Du Yingran took down the jug, "Daddy, this wine is too strong, you should drink less."

Du Fei still tasted the first sip, but she could see that she drank a lot in the second sip. Du Fei smiled, "It's just that you suddenly thought of using this wine. Could it be that you are going to use it for the wedding?" some hazy.

Du Fei became drunk all of a sudden, and Du Yingran knew that what her father said was drunk, she still couldn't help blushing, and her breath was a little short of breath when she spoke, "No, no."

Du Fei babbled and said: "I see that this wine is not bad. If it is brought out to entertain guests, it will definitely make people's eyes shine. Although there is Daughter Hong left by your mother in the yard, it may not be as good as this wine. When Du Fei said this, tears fell, and he muttered to himself: "It's a pity that you can't see your daughter get married." Thinking of the daughter's red that his wife treasured for her daughter, it can't compare with the daughter's own brew. The wine was both sad and proud of my daughter for a while, with mixed flavors.

Du Yingran heard Du Fei's self-talk, and felt a little sad in her heart. She knew that her father might be a little drunk, so she said such words. She had never seen her father's tears before.

Du Fei stood up and walked into the yard. At this time, the night wind was blowing tightly, making the sound of whistles hovering in the night. Du Yingran saw his father propping up on the tree trunk with one hand, and the night wind bulged his sleeves , the whole person stood facing the wind, as if he would become an immortal in the next moment.

"If you have anything to say, let's talk tomorrow." Du Fei said, his voice was exhausted like never before, "I want to talk to your mother." That tired voice was carried into Du Yingran's ears by Night Breeze .

The night wind messed up Du Yingran's hair. Hearing what Du Fei said, Du Yingran turned and left.Du Yingran felt a little heat in her eye sockets, and the nails of her right hand were clasped in her palm, leaving a few months of teeth. Du Fei's appearance made her feel a little distressed.

What remained in Du Yingran's room was the wedding dress her mother sewed for her. Du Fei had been taken care of by her mother all these years. Time, she can still walk outside.

The multicolored embroidery thread was shining brightly under the light, and Du Yingran's fingers gently slid across the gorgeous wedding dress, as if she saw the gentle and amiable but seriously ill mother, coughing and sewing these wedding dresses for her.Caught off guard, hot tears rolled down, slid from the cheeks and dripped onto the wedding dress, a small piece of fabric was soaked by the tears, and the bright red turned dark red.

(End of this chapter)