Chapter 2245 Postcard in the Mailbox

On Xiao Jun's side, after Ruomu's age issue was resolved, the two immediately went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the marriage registration procedures.

The next day, the two held a simple small wedding in the church.

Although there was no blessing from their parents and no luxurious party, they invited several close friends, and the simple wedding was still warm.

The wedding dress was provided by Mu Ying, the wedding ring was sponsored by Chu Lingfeng, and the witness was Han Lu.

Since there was no flower girl to help hold the skirt, a minibus was invited.

There were no best men or bridesmaids, and the bouquet was made into the shape of a garland, which was later thrown to Xiaoba, who was holding the hem of Ruomu's skirt.

Xiaoba was wearing a shiny black fur, a white tuxedo, and a red bow tie. He was holding the hem of Ruomu's skirt in his mouth and walking steadily beside Ruomu. Except for not being able to show his affection, he was no less than the little flower girl.

Although the wedding was simple, it did not affect the sanctity of marriage in any way.

Their voices still tremble when they say their vows, and their palms sweat from nervousness when they put the rings on each other's fingers.

Xiao Jun was indeed very nervous, and not only that, he was also full of guilt.

He failed to give Ruomu the best of everything, and now he is so poor that he only has a sincere heart left.

When the witness announced that the groom could kiss the bride, he lifted her white veil and gently kissed her soft and fragrant lips. He leaned close to the girl's ear and finally said "I love you".

He once resented the injustice of God for giving him an incomplete family, an unhappy childhood, and taking away everything he cherished most in his life, leaving him unable to experience happiness. He could only hide in the dark, looking at the world with fear in his heart.

Later, when the father did everything to the extreme, he completely severed the last bit of affection between father and son.

Xiao Jun also felt that he was penniless, both spiritually and materially.

But now, looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, he finally understood that God was very fair. Ruomu and the child in her belly were the greatest gifts God gave him.

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Ruomu was also excited.

If there weren't other people around, if there wasn't a little kid in her belly, she really wanted to jump up.

She didn't have that much to be sentimental about, she just sighed that people really need to have dreams, because they really have the potential to come true.

This man whom she only dared to fantasize about in her dreams has now really become her husband!

He is so handsome and so gentle at heart, he is so talented and so reliable.

Although he often does things that make Ruomu laugh and cry because of his lack of common sense, and asks questions that even children would not ask from time to time, Ruomu still finds such shortcomings very cute.

And he's always learning.

Thinking of the night before, when this grown man wrapped a big cabbage in a towel and followed the video to learn how to hold a baby, Ruomu still wanted to laugh and was still moved to tears.

Neither she nor Xiao Jun is perfect, and there are many unknowns in the future, but they are both trying to become better for each other.

Thinking about it this way, it seems there is nothing to be afraid of.

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When the wedding was over, they walked out of the church and met Uncle Wei outside the door.

Uncle Wei was wearing a suit and tie, looking particularly energetic.

He was holding a basket filled with various nuts, which symbolized good fortune.

Uncle Wei came specially to bless them, even though they did not invite him.

Ruomu also recognized the basket in Uncle Wei's hand. It was the night he left the vineyard, Ruomu went to see Uncle Wei off, and she used this basket to carry a basket of eggs.

She thought Uncle Wei would dislike her rustic gift, but she didn't expect that Uncle Wei even kept the basket.

For a moment, my heart was filled with warmth.

Uncle Wei handed the basket to Xiao Jun and said to them, "I have done one good thing in my life."

Xiao Jun took the basket, handed it to Ruomu, and hugged Uncle Wei.

"Take care of yourself."

Uncle Wei patted his shoulder, his eyes reddened, "You two should be well too."

"Okay." Xiao Jun nodded in agreement, feeling a pang of bitterness in his heart.

My father was indebted to Uncle Wei, and Uncle Wei was my father's subordinate. Whether based on this favor or professionalism, Uncle Wei did help my father do many bad things.

But Uncle Wei never did anything to let Xiao Jun down.

Uncle Wei has taken care of him since he was a child, and he always considers everything for him, big or small.

Even though he had done extreme things, such as kidnapping Xiaojiu, Xiao Jun blamed and resented him at the time, but he knew very well in his heart that all the decisions Uncle Wei made were actually for his own consideration, except that sometimes they were helping him in situations that he didn't want.

Therefore, he had no resentment towards Uncle Wei, only gratitude.

Uncle Wei gave his blessings and left the church.

Xiao Jun and Ruomu also said goodbye to their friends.

Afterwards they would go home to pick up their luggage, change their clothes, and head straight to the airport for their honeymoon.

When he got home, Xiao Jun took off his suit and took a shower.

Ruomu packed quickly. While Xiao Jun was taking a shower, she checked the power supply in each room, threw away food that might have expired or rotted, and finally counted the things she needed to take.

Although Xiao Jun didn't let her call him "Young Master" anymore, he couldn't change his habits as a young master for the time being. He didn't pay attention to many details in life, so Ruomu needed to be extra careful.

After cleaning up, Ruomu went out to throw away the trash. When he came back, he checked the mailbox.

There was something inside, it was a postcard.

The postcard was sent from Nanping City. Ruomu had never been there, but from the scenery on the postcard, he could tell that it was a beautiful small mountain town.

There was no sender's name or even a specific address.

What confused Ruomu even more was the content on the postcard. There was no words, only a picture of a strange animal.

It looks like a horse, a deer, a tiger, and a bear. It's very abstract, or in other words, it's a mixture of all four.

It has a bit of the painting style of the eldest young master in the family, but the painting on the postcard looks more childish, like it was drawn by a child.

She returned to the master bedroom with the postcard in hand. Xiao Jun just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He glanced at her and asked, "What are you looking at, smiling?"

She handed the postcard to Xiao Jun and said, "It's in the mailbox. I don't know who sent it. It's quite interesting."

"Let me see." Xiao Jun took it while wiping his hair.

The moment he saw the postcard, his hand that was wiping his hair suddenly stopped, as if he had been hit hard, or as if he had witnessed something unbelievable, and his body shook.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the postcard in both hands, and gently stroked the painting with his fingers.

Click.

A drop of transparent liquid fell on the postcard.

Ruomu thought it was water dripping from Xiao Jun's hair.

But it was soon discovered that they were his tears.

It was the first time she saw Xiao Jun crying, and she felt panicked, not knowing what was going on.

"What's wrong with you?" She sat beside him and looked at him worriedly.

Xiao Jun turned to look at her, his eyes red, "Mumu, I'm afraid we have to change our schedule."