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pair of watery eyes, seemed in high spirits, relatives and friends as Zhongxingpengyue general, took her around the middle, fuss, Wen Li also conceal the girl about to get married when and excitement, but my heart can not help a bit nervous and uneasy. Around 9:00 or so, to pick the bride's fleet to a total of six vehicles, four of which are 'wedding' specifically for the bride and relatives Xiniang convoy, heading a 'Mercedes', with fresh Red roses and green leaves decorated with Bo, followed by three black behind the 'Red Flag' sedan, if not the main car full of flowers, people must have thought: Which department of the 'heads' to the community to inspections. The other two cars are husband 'next of kin' who sit, an 'Audi' a 'Santana.' So when the team entered the area, it caused a lot of people's mind, had no clear idea of someone getting married so impressive? So peopleOut of curiosity, have to go downstairs to the yard Guanqiao. All Loumen child mouth, small garden, Yong Lu both sides of the station, were filled to watch the crowd. That happened, as usual every holidays, the car is always parked in the cell was full, not many cars on this day, as it was specially arranged. This makes 'wedding' picking up a cheap, equal to them made a free advertising time in the future, some people again really happy occasion, also adopted, please 'wedding' approach service. In order to record the next wedding Wen Li, as a permanent memorial, Wu Mei was also invited, the original 'CCTV' professional photographer to give video. Cameraman and Wu Mei family are neighbors, lived in the house downstairs, Wu Mei, a good relationship between the two, and now he quit, 'CCTV', and a few colleagues started a 'company.' When I heard Wen Li married, asked him to come to the wedding Wen Li made the video, the young man very happy, and said: 'No problem, you are assured that everything to me.' Wen Li married that day, a line of four boys and a few buddies, open to a camera designed for the use of 'Cherokee,' he handheld digital
people selling watermelons, usually take a shack to live there, piled next to piles of piles of watermelons, when someone to buy are sold, there is no one to shut the shop said this rain today, but also to find them no small trouble, watermelon where drift is also not tell who is who. Just muddy rainwater, also lie a bunch of yellow 'face', there are about seven or eight as much, such as Wu Mei and her daughter into the area, the ground water and have actually gone. etc. Niangliang into the house to see Lao Zhu one is watching TV , Wu Mei snappily said: 'You'll be very comfortable! Such a big storm, we Niangliang on the outside, you'll be very assured ah. 'OldSaid: 'I do not know how you go?'! Wu Mei and her husband also gave nonsense, tight and daughter rushed dry hot bath, put on dry clothes to find out. She is now most worried about is: daughter was bitten by a dog in the place, called after the rain soak, do not be infected. She was bitten by a dog with salt water to wash a few times where, fortunately injected 'rabies vaccine' She also considered my heart at ease. Calm things finally passed, Wen Li bitten over the place nor infection, Wu Mei hanging heart finally put down. But the one to the rest day, the daughter of the total could not stay at home, then, everywhere in the area of construction, staff is very complex, there are many hidden dangers, plus there is no lighting facilities within the district, in the evening around the dark, Wu but do not worry plum daughter out to play at night. 'Gold bear' smart and lovely, like a bear looks like a rat on a limited ass longer than the 'grain' big point of a small tail. Fat whirring very likable, who knows very well this little animal feed, not long before he died for no reason on a, Wen Li victims of a cry sad. Wu Mei was so regret, blame themselves should not raise this as people called her sad thing, but fortunately there is one, I thought, good for her daughter on the possessor of it, do this only can stop the accident. As a result, are afraid of