A female overlord from the apocalypse, Jiang Zhiying, transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the villainous female supporting character who constantly courted death and met a tragic end.
When Jiang Shixun heard that Tang Yulan had no objection, he looked at Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing and asked what they thought: "Dad, Mom, what do you think?"
Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing had long felt sorry for their youngest son being bullied, but they had not spoken up because they were worried that Tang Yulan would have an opinion.
Now that they had heard what Tang Yulan said, the two naturally wanted their younger son to follow their older son.
Shen Wanqing looked at Tang Yulan, and seeing that she didn't seem to be reluctant at all, she felt more and more satisfied.
She walked over and took Tang Yulan's hand, sighing helplessly, "Alan, you are a good child. It is Shixun's blessing to marry you.
Normally, when you come to see us, we should prepare a gift for you. Unfortunately, we are not in this place and we really can't give you anything good. We have to inconvenience you.
If it happens later... Mom will definitely make it up to you!"
Tang Yulan smiled and said, "Don't say that, Mom. I'm not wronged. It's my blessing to be able to marry Shixun.
Shixun is capable, I just enjoy the good life with him. He has also prepared the gift for us, so you don’t need to take it to heart, mom and dad.
Of course, Jiang Shixun couldn't prepare any gift for her when she came this time.
But he has brought back a lot of things over the years, and from what he said, those things will definitely be valuable in the future.
Why should she worry about Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing's meeting gifts? Their lives were already difficult enough, and they were lucky to be able to live well.
Jiang Shixun also advised: "Dad, Mom, if you feel bad, you can make it up to Alan and Zhuzhu later."
Jiang Zhiying's eyes lit up: Wow, does she have it too?
Jiang Fuguo's eyes also lit up, and he heard the deep meaning in Jiang Shixun's words.
He asked tentatively: "You mean, in the future we..."
Jiang Shixun smiled and said, "Dad should have noticed it too, right? It will definitely get better in the future."
Jiang Fuguo did have such a guess, but he didn't dare to hold too much hope, for fear that he would not be able to wait.
Now that Jiang Shixun said so, he felt a little more confident.
"You're right. Things will definitely get better." Jiang Fuguo laughed. "When the time comes, I'll definitely give Alan and Zhuzhu a nice welcome gift!"
Tang Yulan declined politely and embarrassedly: "I don't need it."
Jiang Zhiying was more direct and smiled sweetly at Jiang Fuguo: "Grandpa is so nice! Zhuzhu likes Grandpa the most!"
With just one sentence, both Jiang Fuguo and Shen Wanqing laughed.
"Oh, our Zhuzhu is so smart!"
He remembered it as soon as he heard there was a gift. How smart!
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Because Jiang Shixun and the others were going to stay in a guesthouse at night, the time they spent together suddenly became precious.
Neither Jiang Fuguo nor Shen Wanqing was willing to go out. One of them talked to Jiang Shixun and Jiang Shian, while the other helped Jiang Shian pack his things.
Thinking that her two sons would be gone and she wouldn't be able to see them for a long time, Shen Wanqing couldn't help but secretly wipe away her tears.
When Jiang Zhiying saw this, she couldn't help but feel sad for her.
After Shen Wanqing finished packing her things, she called Jiang Shian over and gave him detailed instructions for a long time. After making sure that Jiang Shian had remembered everything, she reluctantly hugged Jiang Shian in her arms.
Although Jiang Shian didn't understand the ways of the world very well, he still felt Shen Wanqing's reluctance, and couldn't help but said: "Mom, are you reluctant to leave me? Then I won't leave."
Shen Wanqing immediately frowned: "Don't be silly, Mom is not reluctant to leave you, you have to be obedient when you get to your brother, do you understand?"
Jiang Shian blinked in confusion: "Oh."
In the kitchen, Jiang Fuguo stared at the chicken soup in the clay pot with an ugly expression.