Shen Tianbai has been blind and lame since childhood, and has been on the sickbed.
When he reached the age of nineteen and saw that he was dying, his family wanted to marry him to a girl.
On the night of the wedding, he handed the wife's release letter and the land title deed to the other party, "I am not going to die soon. This marriage is not what I want. It has delayed the girl. After you take me away, these assets..."
The girl didn't wait for him to finish speaking, she held his face and kissed him.
The red tent is shaken at the third watch, and the golden hairpins are in chaos at the fifth watch. After a night of ups and downs, he felt sore all over.
I don't know what this girl ate to grow up. She was tall and strong.
It's just that he has the same disease as him, he is mute.
Two mutilated people, hugging brocade tents and red quilts, lived a happy life.
In the three years since their marriage, Shen Tianbai had been seriously ill several times, and he had narrowly escaped death. As the saying goes, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later. Slowly, his health became better and better, and his eyes became faintly brighter.
One night, he secretly burned the letter letting go of his wife, and ordered people to prepare red makeup again, hoping to give her a decent wedding after her eyes could see.
On the day of the restoration of Ming Dynasty, everything was prepared for the wedding banquet, except that the bride was missing.
He looked around for no one, "Where is my wife who I have been with for three years?"
The mother cried heartbrokenly: "Son, why haven't you recovered from your hysteria? That girl died in the sedan on the night of her wedding three years ago."
He was confused. Who was the person he had been rubbing elbows with in the past three years? Could it be that he was just dreaming?
Until something happened in the clan, his brother-in-law, who had deviated from the faith when he was young and had not returned for many years, returned because of a letter from home.
He stared at his uncle's waist in trance. He remembered that his wife's waist was also as wide and narrow.
Later, he was pushed against the door of the ancestral hall by the man, his hands were caught, and his waist was measured:
"My dear nephew, are you greedy?"
New year! Shen Yishui attack
Purpose: Reunion is the most romantic thing
