The bright moon hangs on the treetops, like a bird waiting for dawn, welcoming the hope of tomorrow. It is already the middle of the night, many people have already fallen asleep, and the whole world is quiet. Wang Busui stepped on the withered grass covered with dew and walked towards the beach. As the boulder walked away, suddenly the sky behind him exploded, and the bright fireworks showed countless shapes in the air. Wang Bu Shou turned around and looked around. The fireworks were flying into the sky at the Wang family mansion of the snack workshop. Wang Bu Shou smiled slightly and said, "Let Dai Zi do this." Isn’t it a sign of inferiority for people to engage in fireworks?”
Without stopping too much, he put the beautiful fireworks behind him. The sea breeze brought the salty smell of the sea. Wang Busheng's footsteps were very light, leaving shallow footprints on the beach. He saw the beautiful figure under the boulder who was thinking about everything. Wang Busheng couldn't bear it any longer and took a much longer pace.
The figure heard the footsteps, looked up, and whispered, "Is it Brother Immortal?"
"Girl, if your immortal brother's surname is Wang, then that's it." He came to Yi Ren's side. Looking at the beauty under the moonlight, Wang Bu Shou smiled happily. "Xiao Tiantian, I'm coming."
With the fragrant breeze in her arms, Zhang Jingjun hugged Wang Bushit tightly, without any reservation of strength, "Brother Fushit, I miss you very much."
Once upon a time, the love of many people was lost to distance, time, and all reasons that were or were not reasons. The love that moved the heaven and earth finally disappeared without noticing, and they walked away without knowing it.
However, a little love is like the best wine, which lasts for a long time and becomes mellow. Love is like fine wine that intoxicates the heart. If you are destined, you will break the flower branches in front of you. When you come, you will not cherish each other and weep when you are empty. When you are gone, you will never forget your beautiful face.
Gently lifting the blowing hair, the two of them cuddled together, and the sound of each other's heartbeats reached each other's ears, just like the sound of Sanskrit, which made people obsessed and intoxicated.
The waves gently lap on the beach, showing jumping shapes under the reflection of the moon, like cheerful fish or lovesick people.
She loves to talk a lot but doesn't know where to start, "Brother Immortal, do you still remember the song we wrote together?" Zhang Jingjun's voice came.
Wang Bushu smiled slightly, "I remember every moment with you. It's great to have you."
There are always thousands of words before meeting each other, but after meeting, a warm embrace is worth a thousand words.
The red lips opened slightly, and a beautiful song came out.
Always wandering alone in the world
Aimless with no place to stop
I don’t know where to find what I want in my heart
lover's embrace lover's embrace
My heart stays on a lonely island
Holding in hand the knife that cuts off love
To whom are thousands of words spoken?
Nagging, noisy
Lover, I miss you and shout loudly
The tenderness of your appearance always lingers in my heart
Longing for a rain to water the withered flowers
Warm home and gentle settling down
It's really nice to have you
No more loneliness, happiness envelopes myself
It's really nice to have you
Show off in front of you without any scruples
It’s so good to have you, I’ll tie you up with my sincerity,
It’s great to have you, growing old together listening to your songs,
It’s great to have you, looking at the flowers and plants in the small courtyard together,
It’s great to have you. Let’s go watch the sunrise and evening tide together.
It's great to have you, I will be your only strongest support in life,
It’s so good to have you, I’ll tie you up with my sincerity,
It’s great to have you, growing old together listening to your songs,
It’s great to have you, the flowers and plants in the small courtyard here,
It’s great to have you. Let’s go watch the sunrise and evening tide together.
It’s great to have you, I will be your only strongest support in life.”
Why are you so kind to me that I can no longer find a shoulder to lean on?
The smell on your body is an insoluble poison. Don't blame me for screaming, I just want to return to your arms.
The singing paused, and happiness and contentment hung on his face, "Brother Immortal, I really miss you."
"Me too." He tapped Zhang Jingjun's forehead with his lips, and Wang Bushit looked into the distance, "I am allowed to be reincarnated for the rest of my life, and I only want to be the rose in your hand. Meng Po Tang has all kinds of flavors, and I will never forget your beauty."
"Hee hee, me too, whether it's this life, the next life, or the next life," the little woman's shy look hung on Zhang Jingjun's face. If you don't catch the love you want, how can you let it go to others? If you don't cherish it now, wait until Regret later.
Although he has a prominent family background, is rich, and is a big star, Zhang Jingjun's love is not hidden. If you want to love, just love boldly. Why care about other things? There may be difficulties, but the difficulties can be solved.
There will always be something in life that you insist on, maybe this is the meaning of life, knowing that you can't do it but doing it, but you can't do it.
The sea breeze blew, and the shrimps and crabs on the beach crawled back into the warm sea. People who love each other are not afraid of the cold and cling to each other. Each other's warmth can melt all the cold.
Reaching into his arms, Wang Bu Shou took out a painting and unfolded it. His face was full of longing, "Xiao Tiantian, this is a portrait of you that I made when my snack shop just opened."
Then under the moonlight, Zhang Jingjun saw a familiar but more unfamiliar face, "I hate it, Brother Immortal, how can he be so fat!"
"Hee hee, this is what you will look like when you are pregnant in the future."
Although she is in the big entertainment industry, Zhang Jingjun protects herself very well and her face is slightly red. "You are so annoying, brother, I will be a beautiful woman when I give birth to a baby."
This painting was made by Zhu Wuyi, Wang Busheng's cheap apprentice. It has to be said that based on the remaining memory, Zhu Wuyi's work is already very impressive with Zhang Jingjun's appearance. After all, he is an amateur.
"Of course this is my little Junjun who has always been the most beautiful in the world." Wang Bushit's face was pressed against Zhang Jingjun's forehead, with visible happiness on his face. "This painting was made by my cheap apprentice Zhu Wuyu."
"Zhu Wuyi, he can't be His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince."
"You know him too,".
In Wang Busui's impression, Zhang Jingjun has always been very low-key, and the Zhang family has not revealed that Zhang Jingjun is a big star. Moreover, due to current technical reasons, Zhang Jingjun's shots on TV are relatively blurry, even if she is standing next to you. In front of you, if you don't deliberately look up, you won't recognize it at all. And because Zhang Jingjun on the screen mostly wears makeup, and Zhang Jingjun in reality puts on a little makeup, there will be some difference. There should be some communication between the two in their lives. It's natural for people to not know each other's profession. Wang Busheng didn't expect that Zhang Jingjun knew about Zhu Wuyi. After all, his apprentice was stupid, ugly, and capable of eating. Such a person should not appear in Zhang Jingjun's circle of friends.
"This is natural. You have forgotten who my great father is."
"Haha, isn't your eldest father the British father? Isn't he also my eldest father?"
"Hehe, this is natural." Zhang Jingjun did not refute, after all, she thought so too.
Wang Bushi continued, "Just a few days ago, I gave my grandpa a big red envelope."
A month's worth of snack shop dividends, such a red envelope is indeed not small.
"What's going on, Brother Fusei wants to defeat each of them, and wants to take down my grandfather first." His playful eyes blinked, as if he could see through Wang Fusei's heart.
"Hehe, my little Tiantian is still smart." Wang Busheng did not explain, but happily admitted, although there was something hidden in it.
Then Zhang Jingjun put away her smile, with worry on her face, "Brother Fushou, we are not in a hurry. She is still young and has not yet reached the legal age for marriage. However, my sister is already twenty-six years old. If it were not for our Zhang family, she should I have already married and started a business, and it would be like now, with no one to hurt me."
"Who says no one hurts you? Your immortal brother hurts you very much." Of course, now Wang Bu die dares to admit it in his heart. After all, his wife has not been able to get along with his sister-in-law before she is married. Wang Bu die doesn't want to be a scumbag. Man, although his behavior is already scumbag.
"Brother Immortal, I have a movie to shoot after the new year. I will be leaving in a few days. I can't take care of my sister at ordinary times. You and my sister are doing business together and we have been together for a long time. You need to pay more attention to your sister. She is My sister is also your sister."
In this era when family ties are gradually lost, Zhang Jingjun cherishes them very much. Their parents died young, and their grandparents are old. One day soon, the two sisters will be dependent on each other. The sky that provides shelter from the wind and rain will collapse, and the rain will soak their clothes.
"It's natural. I care about Sister Jinghui very much." He looked at Zhang Jingjun cautiously. Seeing that Zhang Jingjun's face looked the same, Wang Bushi asked, "Aren't you jealous that I'm too close to Sister Jinghui?"
"What's there to be jealous about?" Zhang Jingjun didn't care. "Growing up, my sister would give up all the good things to me. I don't mind giving half of the man who loves me to her."
"Holy shit, what an enlightened little sweetie. If women all over the world were so generous, would there be world peace?" Okay, you can scold me if you want, Wang Bushuan can bear it.
"Don't worry, Xiaotiantian, no matter what happens in the future, my love for you will not diminish."
"Well, I know, my eldest father also said the same thing when he wanted to take a concubine."
"Um, Xiao Tiantian" was discovered, Wang Bushi broke out in a cold sweat.
"Haha, I'm kidding you." Zhang Jingjun laughed, "I heard from my sister that you are now a member of a hundred households in Jinyi."
Wang Bushit hurriedly explained, "Xiao Tiantian, listen to me, I am not the one who wants to be the Jinyiwei Baihu. It was framed by that dead eunuch Hao Liande. In fact, what happened that day is,"
Slender fingers blocked Wang Bushi's mouth, "Brother Bushi, there is no need to explain, so what about Jin Yiwei, I know Jin Yiwei's reputation is not very good, so what, there are good people in Jin Yiwei, the man I, Zhang Jingjun, must be upright, is The best hero in the world,"
Jinyiwei, well, no more words, with the help of caring people, anyone who wants to be shameless will not become Jinyiwei.
Wang Bushit was also worried that Zhang Jingjun would have professional discrimination. Once, one of Wang Bushit's colleagues was abandoned by his girlfriend because her specialty was pork stewed vermicelli. The reason was that her surname was Zhu. Wang Busheng doesn't want his career to affect his love.
"As long as you do good things for the people, it doesn't matter what official position you hold!" Zhang Jingjun also has a pattern, "It doesn't matter if there are hundreds of households in fine clothes."
"I'm afraid that you look down on Jin Yiwei." A top-tier celebrity and Jin Yiwei should be regarded as being incompatible with each other. If the news leaks out, Wang Busheng believes that Jin Yiwei will fall into the sea of people all over the world. Death should be quick.
"How could it be possible?" Zhang Jingjun dismissed Wang Busei's worries, "Jinyiwei is also a court official, and Baihu is a sixth-rank official. Brother Fusei's starting point is already very high."
Wang Bushi wanted to say modestly that the starting point for a hundred households was still a little low. After all, he was going there for his three wives.
He looked at Wang Fusei with a sly smile, "But according to the laws of our Ming Empire, my brother Fusei is still a little short of taking a concubine."
"Um, ah, you mean a fourth-grade official."
"Of course, although it is not written in the laws of the Ming Empire, only officials of fourth rank and above are eligible to marry three wives,"
"I mean, if I," Wang Bushi tried carefully, "what if one day, I become a fourth-grade official?"
After all, it is a family of officials, and Zhang Jingjun knows all the treasures, "Above a hundred households are a thousand households, and above a thousand households are the commanders. It seems that the current Jinyiwei no longer has a fourth-grade establishment, and only the commanders are third-grade officials."
"I mean the Commander of the Imperial Guards"
Zhang Jingjun fell into thinking, and Wang Busheng felt uneasy. Afraid of hearing answers you don’t want to hear.
Not long after, Zhang Jingjun spoke, "Brother Immortal, if one day you really become the commander of the Imperial Guard, I will make your dream come true."
"Oh, Xiao Tiantian is talking nonsense. I don't have sweet dreams. I just said it casually and had no other meaning." Although I don't know if it was Zhang Jingjun's innermost thoughts, Zhang Jingjun's attitude at the moment made Wang Busei feel relieved. In short, if you work hard, there is still hope. After all, readers will not want to experience three wives and four concubines after traveling through time.
"Hehe, but I have conditions."
"What conditions?" Wang Bushi sounded a little anxious. If Zhang Jingjun meant that the wife he brought home could only see that his work would be in vain.
Zhang Jingjun did not state her conditions first, but said, "You already have a cold sister now."
Wang Bu Shou nodded. Zhang Jingjun had known this for a long time. Wang Bu Shou had also told me about her.
Just listen to Zhang Jingjun continue to say, "It means that even if the immortal brother becomes the commander of the Jin Yiwei, there will only be one wife left."
"Three minus two equals one, Xiao Tiantian, you are so smart." Wang Busheng praised him greatly.
Not realizing the joy brought by flattery, Zhang Jingjun rolled her eyes and said, "I've reserved the remaining spot."
"It's natural. You are already my intended wife of the Wang family."
"That was not what I meant,".
The well-informed Wang Busheng was also a little confused, his eyes wandering around, hoping that Zhang Jingjun would give him an answer.
Zhang Jingjun did not let Wang Bu die wait too long, and continued to explain, "One for me, one for Sister Leng, and there is still that spot, I want to leave it to my sister."
"Ah, thump." Wang Bushit couldn't hold it back and almost choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva.
"Why, Brother Fusei doesn't want to." Zhang Jingjun raised her little mouth, and her scarlet lips were like the most delicious food. If it weren't for the special circumstances, Wang Bushu would have really wanted to take a bite.
"My sister is not beautiful."
Wang Busheng is a good and honest boy, nodding "Sister Jinghui is beautiful"
"My sister is incompetent"
"A woman is in charge of Zhangjia Food Store, she can be said to be a strong woman."
"My sister is both beautiful and capable, why don't you like me, my undead brother?"
"It's not that I don't like it, it's just"
Happiness came too suddenly, and Wang Busheng still needed time to digest it.
Zhang Jingjun is so abnormal that normal people will not be able to understand it for a while. However, if Zhang Jingjun analyzes it from himself, it can be understood.
Zhang's father and mother died when Zhang Jingjun was very young. She was brought up by her British father-in-law when she was a child. Although Mrs. Zhang's love was not diminished, it was not equal to maternal love. Zhang Jingjun also wanted someone to love her, and she wanted to be loved like a mother. And Zhang Jinghui, who was several years older than her, became her only choice.
As she grew older, Zhang Jinghui shifted the focus of her life to work, and Zhang Jingjun once again experienced the drifting love. In the dead of night, when she is alone and tasting loneliness, Zhang Jingjun will think again, how nice it would be if she had an elder brother, so that Zhang Jinghui would not have to be busy with work and have time to accompany her. It would be nice if she had more sisters, so that she would have someone to accompany her. Love yourself and have someone love you. Maybe Zhang Jingjun is selfish, but this is the extravagant hope of a child who grew up alone.
"Why"? Finally, Wang Bushi said what he was thinking.
"Because she is my sister, she is the person who loves me the most in the world. No man in the world is worthy of her. As long as you are the person I love the most, I hope the people I love also love each other."
Wang Busheng finally figured it out, because both of them were people she cared about, and she didn't want to be separated from each other.
Then Zhang Jingjun had some worry on her face, "However, my sister has a high level of vision. She doesn't like ordinary men. It will be very difficult for you to catch up with my sister."
The daughter-in-law helps her husband chase her sister. Isn’t this very silly? Well, well, it is indeed quite silly. After all, dog blood nourishes the kidneys.
"This shouldn't be difficult, right?" I've already kissed him, so it's not difficult at all. If Zhang Jingjun hadn't been unable to bear it, Wang Bushit would have said, "Your sister is easier to win than you."
"Don't be afraid of difficulties, I will help you."
"It's not appropriate for these sisters to work together with the same husband."
"Why is it inappropriate? The laws of the Ming Empire do not stipulate that it is not allowed."
The matter was solved so perfectly. There was no crying and begging for forgiveness, no wiping one's neck begging for permission. Excellent women are excellent in every aspect. The scumbag man sincerely doesn't bully me. Just be happy on your lips. Don't be afraid of being harmonized. The king will not die. I can only scratch the surface without going into too much depth.
"My sister is usually cold and a bit difficult to get along with, but with me here, I guarantee that Immortal Brother can easily take down her brother," Zhang Jingjun squeezed into Wang Immortal's arms, her face filled with happiness, "Our family will never be separated by then." .
Feeling the loneliness that Zhang Jingjun was unwilling to bear, Wang Bushi hugged Zhang Jingjun hard and said, "Okay, we will never be separated."
