"Should I still go?"

Shen Fenghua: "???"

She looked at Qi Ye as if he were an idiot, "If you don't go to marry me, who will?"

Qi Ye chuckled sheepishly, "Hehe, you're right."

Shen Fenghua: "..."

Well, I'm pretty speechless.

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After tidying up, it was time to resume work. After arriving at the office, she went over to greet the factory manager. If it weren't for the factory manager's help, she wouldn't have been able to proceed so calmly.

"Uncle."

When the factory manager saw Shen Fenghua, the solemnity on his face immediately lessened, and he waved with a smile, "Don't stand there, come in and sit down."

"Ai!"

How is your mother doing now?

When her maternal grandmother was mentioned, Shen Fenghua couldn't help but smile happily. "My maternal grandmother is much better now. I even took her to the hospital yesterday to have her wound checked. The doctor said that as long as she takes good care of herself, she won't have any problems in the future."

"Okay!" When you get old, you don't think about anything else but being able to live out the last leg of your life in good health and without illness or disaster.

"Well," the factory manager couldn't help but ask again, "how's it going with that young man? When are you planning to hold the wedding banquet?"

To hold a banquet.

Shen Fenghua smiled and said, "I came here today to tell you about this. Our marriage application has been approved."

"That's pretty fast," but then she thought about it again and realized that it was indeed fast. Once word got out about Feng Hua, who wouldn't give him a thumbs up?

Shen Fenghua continued, "We're not planning to hold a banquet."

"Why?" The factory manager suddenly became a little anxious. "If you've just finished tidying up the house and are having financial difficulties, you can ask the organization for help. How could the organization not care about you? It's just that the banquet has to be held. You only get one chance in your life. If it's not lively and festive, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The factory manager's earnest advice touched Shen Fenghua, but while other people's weddings were accompanied by the joy of both families and a happy union, theirs...

Although they have developed feelings for each other, it cannot be denied that in the beginning, they were both looking for something they could get.

“Sigh, let’s not do it,” Shen Fenghua laughed heartily. “Neither of us has any elders above us. If we do it, there will be no relatives on either side, which would just make us a laughing stock. Besides, my grandmother is getting old, and I can’t bear to see her go through all that trouble again.”

The factory manager sighed. "Indeed, life is full of hardships."

"All right."

Seeing the factory manager's somewhat wistful expression, Shen Fenghua smiled and said, "However, life is what we all live, so I was thinking that later, in our canteen, I'll take advantage of Sister Yanran's kindness to cook a small feast, and we can all have a good time together. You absolutely must come!"

"When the time comes, you can give me your opinion and see if the man I've found is good or reliable."

Shen Fenghua raised an eyebrow, "I'm still waiting for you to give me some clout!"

"Alright!" The factory manager laughed and waved his hand. "This is worth it for you to do Secretary Li a favor. How about this, I'll pay for the banquet in the small kitchen as a wedding gift for you. Is one table enough? If not, we can add another table."

“No, no, no,” Shen Fenghua refused frantically. “I already feel guilty for taking a house. The factory has taken good care of me over the years. If I continue like this, I’ll be being unreasonable.”

The more Shen Fenghua refused, the more the factory manager insisted on giving it to her.

"Alright, stop talking. If you say you won't have a wedding, then you won't. But the banquet has to be held here at our steel factory. We're all your family here. If that kid ever dares to bully you even a hair on your head, we won't stand for it without anyone else saying a word!"

"Uncle, this..."

The steel mill manager refused to open his office.

Grandma, whose injuries in the yard had mostly healed and who was able to remove the gauze from her head, slowly and carefully put the gauze back on. Then she rolled up her sleeves and called out to Nianping and Nian'an from the family.

The two children were drawing circles on the ground in the yard with twigs, while Big Yellow, with its elegant cat-like gait, watched from the side, tilting its head and meowing.

As soon as Grandma called out, the two children dropped the branches and ran off on their feet, shouting, "Great-Grandma!"

"Come here!" Grandma handed the two children a small bag of sweet potatoes, about seven or eight of them, all long and thin. She smiled and said, "Wash all these sweet potatoes clean, and Grandma will roast them for you later!"

The chicks were chirping and clucking in the yard. Nianping and Nian'an, one went to wash sweet potatoes, while the other took the old stone knife from home and chopped chicken feed.

Grandma calmly sifted out the sand, and the fine, yellowish-orange sand fell onto the bluestone slab. Nianping watched Grandma's actions and asked in surprise, "Great-Grandma, what are you doing?"

"Sifting sand, roasting peanuts."

Why bother washing the sweet potatoes? You know, the peanuts are being roasted over an open flame while the sweet potatoes are being steamed over a smoldering fire – it's a perfect combination.

The flames flickered in the stove. Grandma wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up a small wok, and patiently stir-fried the peanuts.

The fragrance gradually spread out.

It enveloped this area, which was neither too big nor too small.

Once the peanuts are roasted, they need to be dried and left to cool completely. While they are cooling, Grandma takes the sweet potatoes out of the hearth to feed the two boys. She then goes back inside, takes a clean bath, and tidies herself up. When she comes out, the peanuts have just cooled down.

Grandma picked a plump peanut, pressed it with her cracked hands, and the peanut shell popped open, revealing the bright red peanut inside. Grandma casually rubbed the outer skin, blew on it, and the red skin flew everywhere.

The white peanuts are so fragrant that they get better the more you chew them.

Grandma smiled with satisfaction. "Not bad."

She patted Nianping and Nian'an on the shoulder, "Come on, take the marbles that Great-Grandma bought for you, let's go play at the door!"

Kids don't care where they go to play; as long as they have enough to eat and drink and have something to do, they're happy enough.

While the two brothers were yelling and rushing outside, Grandma calmly stuffed two handfuls of peanuts into her pocket.

The joyful laughter of children playing marbles, combined with the sweet aroma of roasted sweet potatoes,

In just over ten minutes, a group of children gathered at the door, looking at the transparent glass balls in Nianping and Nian'an's hands with envious expressions.

Grandma sat to the side, watching the children with a faint smile and no words. When there were enough children, Grandma took out peanuts from her pocket and gave each child a few. The children's hands were small, so the peanuts were quite big.

In addition, some children are well-educated and will not accept food even if their grandmother offers it to them, but they really want to eat it, so they can only run home to ask their parents if they can eat it.

Thus, Grandma has achieved her goal for today's trip.

Grandma smiled amiably as she looked at the adults gathered around her, talking to her. "Yes, they're all good neighbors."