Ye Chuyun nodded, "Should."

He pushed the wheelchair back to the room, took out a check from the drawer, wrote a string of numbers on the check and handed it to Ding Yiyi, "Say a happy New Year to my uncle."

Ding Yiyi closed his pocket without seeing much money. She smiled, "There are two months before you call your father -in -law."

He was silent, for a long time, "Don't you regret it? I will die."

The heavy topic was provoked again, Ding Yiyi's heart was stuck, and the sadness was about to die, but he had a good look. "This is also good.

Dream. ""

Obviously it should be a cheerful tone, but she said with a hint of choking. She didn't want to discuss this heavy topic. She didn't want to let this sad emotion affect two. She hurriedly said goodbye to running out of the hospital.

The sun was warm outside the hospital, and everyone was very happy. In order to respond to the scenery, the door of the hospital also hung two lanterns. The driver stood aside and waited for her.

She took a deep breath, "Let's go."

The car galloped all the way to Nanzhao City. Ding Meirong's home was in the city in the city edge of the city.

The streets on both sides are all occupied and sold for the Spring Festival couplet and other New Year goods. In addition, it is difficult to drive by people squeezing people. It only drives a few kilometers in half an hour.

"Let me down here, it doesn't matter." Ding Yiyi asked the driver to return to Ye's home early to avoid traffic jams on the road. The driver helped her win the luggage.

The car was a luxury car. It appeared in the village in the city. It was a blink of an eye. The driver shouted before leaving.

Ding Yiyi walked home through the street with a difficult luggage. Ding Dacheng and Ding Meirong had waited at the door. When he saw her, Ding Dacheng put the firecrackers happily.

The sound of firecrackers sounded very well. Ding Dacheng said that she had to bear what her luggage. "Come in, your aunt makes a table good dish and you want to wait for you!"

On the dining table, Ding Dacheng drank a cup rare. Everyone counts about what year to buy. The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. When I was poor, I could only do it simply when I was poor.

"Dad, let me come." Let's come. "

Ding Dacheng felt that his daughter was out of interest, and he could do the annual goods by himself.

Ding Meirong went to open the door. There were six people standing outside the door. Everyone was holding a big bag and a small bag in hand. "Is it Mr. Ding's home?"

Ding Meirong nodded in doubt, the man outside the door waved his hand, "This is the New Year's goods given to Mr. Ding by the Ye family."

"Ye Jia? Yiyi didn't say it?" Ding Meirong opened his body and made people come in. When he heard the Ye family from the house, Ding Dacheng was not surprising.

Nothing.

The butt was not sitting hot, and shouted outside the door again, "Ding Dacheng? Express!"

As soon as I went out, I was two big boxes. The courier was originally a person I knew. He said with a smile: "Hurry up, who is Ye Chunyun, your daughter's husband?"

Inside the house, the New Year's goods were almost full of half of the house. Ding Meirong dismantled it casually. It was really flying in the sky.

"The Ye family is really attentive. I gave a copy of myself.
Chapter completed!