Cen Yue was not there when the thank-you letter was delivered.

He is really well-informed.

Gu Chengze always felt that there was something else behind his words, so he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

He raised his eyes, looked at Cen Yue carefully for a moment, and said, "No, send that home for Yiyi to eat."

Cen Yue nodded lightly, his expression calm.

Gu Chengze paused and said, "This was given to me by Yiyi. Old Cen, do you think this is considered a sign of our brotherly rapport?"

When he picked the watermelon, he was thinking about how his sister would love to eat it.

Gu Cheng secretly gave Huo Tianqi money.

She would help return the watermelon to the parent who bought it.

As Gu Chengze spoke, his gaze remained on Cen Yue, his eyes probing.

He soon had the answer.

When Cen Yue heard this, a dark look flashed across his eyes, which was accurately captured by Gu Chengze.

"Old Gu, look at the weather outside."

Cen Yue raised his eyelids and said calmly, "The watermelon yield is high this year."

Gu Chengze: “…”

You are so stubborn.

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Song Yiyi thought that once Song Minghui came, she would not be able to sleep in.

She was prepared to be woken up early in the morning.

In the end, no one paid any attention to her.

Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun are busy every day.

I picked up the cotton and came back to sew the quilt.

One quilt can make eight quilts.

The two of them cleared out the main room, cleaned it, covered it with old sheets and mattresses, and started sewing on the spot.

Song Minghui squinted his eyes as he threaded the needle, which made Song Yiyi frown.

She always felt familiar.

I suddenly remembered it when I was sleeping, like the old man on the subway looking at his phone.

Two or three days.

Song Yiyi saw the finished product.

A bright red background, covered with gorgeous peony patterns and a festive satin quilt.

There are also auspicious dragons and phoenixes, and mandarin ducks playing in the water.

They were neatly stacked in rows on a stool in the corner of her room.

Song Yiyi's eyes widened. "Dad, Mom, isn't this too exaggerated?"

So many quilts would cost a lot of money.

Song Yiyi analyzed rationally.

She only sleeps in one bed and doesn't change the quilt that often.

Song Minghui gave her a lot of money in return.

Cai Mengjun smiled and said, "These are all different thicknesses. Your dad knows you're afraid of the cold in winter, so the thickest one weighs ten kilograms."

Ten pounds?

After sleeping for a night, Song Yiyi estimated that she would be flattened a lot.

The next day.

Song Minghui and Cai Mengjun went out again early in the morning.

They came back before lunch.

One person was carrying a lot of things.

An enamel washbasin printed with Double Happiness, a red kettle, and a camphorwood box.

Red double happiness pillowcases, bed sheets and quilt covers.

Even the iron pots, steamers, and dishes used in the kitchen.

Most are double.

Song Yiyi was stunned. "Are you two going to rob the department store?"

The two were panting and sweating profusely.

Song Yiyi hurriedly poured two glasses of boiled water and handed them over.

Cai Mengjun and Song Minghui did it all in one go.

After drinking, Song Minghui took a break and said, "Don't talk nonsense. These are all your dowry."

I went to Cen Yuefen’s house that day and took a look around.

At that time, the couple paid special attention and remembered what was missing, and now they have bought them all.

Finish these.

The two began to secretly choose a date again.

The final date was set on August 8th.

"I checked with your mother, and it's the 19th day of the sixth lunar month, which is a Sunday, a good day for a wedding."

When Song Minghui said the last sentence, his voice was much softer.

After all, we can't talk about this these days.

The date is set.

Song Minghui notified Cen Yue immediately.

From that day on, he started running into the yard more frequently.

Song Yiyi was also forced to get busy.

Cen Yue first took her to a private photo studio.

A huge black and white wedding photo was hung at the door, with a wooden tripod.

Black and white photos are two inches and three cents, wedding photos are one dollar and two cents, and family photos are two dollars.

The photo studio is not big, and the walls are covered with photos.

There are new recruits wearing green uniforms.

There are also newlyweds wearing red flowers.

Song Yiyi was surprised to find that there were photos of the founding ceremony.

The shop owner who took the photo of them was a middle-aged man.

Using a Seagull camera.

Seeing Cen Yue, a simple smile appeared on that honest face: "The clothes are in the backyard, take your lover to change."

Song Yiyi was like a puppet, moving wherever she was carried.

The main thing is that she doesn’t know what Cen Yue is doing.

Entering the backyard from the side door, Cen Yue pulled Song Yiyi into a room.

Song Yiyi saw the pure white wedding dress hanging on the wooden hanger at a glance.

Unlike later generations which were mainly made of gauze, it looked more like a long skirt made of smooth silk fabric.

But she was sure it was a wedding dress.

She has watched TV dramas from the Republic of China.

"What do you mean? For me?"

Song Yiyi turned around and looked at Cen Yue, who was dressed seriously.

She especially wanted to ask him if he was hot.

Cen Yue paused for a moment, "Or let me wear it?"

Song Yiyi: “…”

It’s not impossible.

After she changed, she called out to the door, "Cen Yue, come in first."

Wait for him to open the door.

Song Yiyi still sat in the chair without moving.

Cen Yue walked over and raised his hand to help her.

Song Yiyi finally spoke in a stammering voice: "I can't stand up."

This is all Cen Yue’s fault.

I didn't tell her in advance that I was going to take this kind of photos.

The skirt had a slight train, and without high heels, she looked like a short person.

Cen Yue looked amused and asked, "You want me to help you?"

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