Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 179
"Major General, we found it. He is in Songping Village."

Xu Fanyi was leaning on the seat. In the smoky study room, there was a decadent and tired face. Hearing this sentence, his ashen eyes lit up instantly, "Song Ping?"

"The land that belongs to the south of the Yangtze River is a particularly barren valley. People in that village have lived in the mountains for generations. The traffic is relatively closed, and there is little communication with the outside world."

山沟
In order to avoid him, they even hid in the ravine. No wonder he mobilized everyone to search, but they couldn't find any whereabouts.

"Take me there, in the fastest way!"

■

In Songping's wedding custom, after the ceremony, relatives and friends will sit together to eat and drink. In the evening, when the bonfire is lit, they will sing and dance around the fire until dawn.

Rong Zhi simply took off the hijab and took off the phoenix crown, leaving only a red vermilion hairpin on her head, letting her waist-length hair like a waterfall hang down gently behind her head, and toasted with Fu Mingo.

The wine was fruit wine brewed by Aunt Song, and the alcohol content was not high. She drank a lot and didn't feel drunk, but her face was so red that it was even better than the rouge she rubbed with her fingers.

Fu Mingo caressed her cheek, feeling a little distressed, "You go and rest first, and if you continue to drink like this, you will be drunk before night."

She smiled, "It's not that I drink too much, it's just that I blush very easily. Don't worry, it's just this once in this life anyway, so everyone is happy."

He was still frowning at first, but when he heard the last sentence, joy suddenly climbed to the corner of his mouth.

The handsome face became softer and softer.

"I'm afraid you'll get drunk and miss our bridal chamber wedding night."

Suddenly her heart beat faster, her face turned red as if she was about to bleed, and it was the first time she felt that he was so dishonest after knowing this man for six years.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was getting dark, and someone took a torch to light the firewood that had been set up in advance. After a while, the bright and flickering fire illuminated the land, comparable to the brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The villagers held hands and danced a simple and cheerful dance around the bonfire. The sound of the old bamboo flute was graceful and melodious, and fluttered in the sky with the cherry blossom petals falling from the sky.

Her hand was tightly held by Fu Minge, and his shadow was reflected in his pupils.

There was a red silk firework hanging on his chest, his narrow and beautiful eyes were like stars, and the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, gentle and affectionate.

"It's a good thing you didn't give up." She murmured, her heart was soft and messed up.

At that moment, she thought that happiness was within her reach.

But he didn't think that this was just the last ray of light before falling into darkness.

When the dazzling headlights came from all directions, covering the blazing bonfire, when the sound of the gun being loaded was mixed with the sound of the bamboo flute, it was extremely harsh.

She fell from heaven to hell.

That devil-like man appeared in front of her without warning, like a haunting nightmare, and took away the last trace of smile from her face.

"Rong Zhi, come here!" Xu Fanyi called his name, his cold eyes filled with the last trace of calmness and reason before the storm.

Her teeth began to chatter, and her drunken and blush cheeks instantly turned pale and frightening.

"Don't be afraid." Fu Mingo held her hand tightly, pulled her behind him, and said coldly, "She's not going anywhere, we're married, and this is our home."

A cruel and bloodthirsty light flashed in Xu Fanyi's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Rong Zhi, I'll say it again, come here!"

(End of this chapter)