[Era + Military Marriage + Darkly Critical Father-Criticizing Family + Bright and Dark-Hearted Beauty]
A car crash sends Song Yiyi into the world of a novel—straight into the life of a trag...
Huo Tianqi listened attentively with a smile on his face.
Gu Cheng was a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stop his mother.
All these years I've been worried about him not getting married.
Cai Mengjun was worried a lot. In addition to the monthly phone calls, there were also many people who tried their best to introduce him to potential partners.
For his marriage, Cai Mengjun even called Gu Heng.
Thinking that Gu Heng was in the army, maybe he could introduce his friend's daughter to Gu Chengze.
Even if Gu Chengze was unwilling, he had to wait until Huo Tianqi died before slowly talking to Cai Mengjun.
He couldn't refuse his mother's face.
What's more, in this matter, he felt ashamed of his relatives who had worked hard to raise him.
Gu Chengze could only slow down and walk to Song Hui's side.
Unexpectedly, Song Hui directly asked in a low voice: "Cheng Ze, what do you think?"
Gu Chengze: “…”
Seeing that he didn't answer, Song Hui began to lecture him: "Cheng Ze, don't think Dad is nagging. You don't know that your mother can't sleep all night long because of your marriage."
"Men, at their age, should do what they should do. First, start a family, then build a career."
"Besides, your work is excellent, so you can start considering it."
"Why don't you tell Dad what you really think?"
Gu Chengze looked at Song Hui with an indescribable look.
Song Hui misunderstood, "Cheng Ze, tell Dad secretly, is there something wrong with you?"
He thought Gu Chengze was injured in the army and had a hidden illness.
After all, there was something wrong with Gu Chengze's expression just now.
Song Hui was so frightened that sweat broke out on his forehead. His expression became more serious. He slowed down his pace and whispered, "Cheng Ze, don't be afraid. If there is any problem, we will treat it. Dad has money..."
He thought his voice was soft.
In fact, Song Yiyi and Cen Yue heard everything.
Song Yiyi said angrily: "Dad, can you please stop imagining things? If you have money and don't know where to spend it, give it all to me as a dowry."
Song Hui was stunned for a moment.
When I saw the words "My dad is a fool" written all over Song Yiyi's face, I realized that I was worrying too much.
Song Hui breathed a long sigh of relief.
He quickly shouted again, "You damn girl, how could you eavesdrop on us?"
He stiffened his neck and said, "You heard me wrong. I have no money. That's all I have. I raised you up to this age, and you still have the nerve to ask for money."
Song Yiyi blinked, "Why should I be embarrassed? You are my father, it is your duty to support me."
"Can I support you forever?"
Song Hui did not approve of it.
Song Yiyi: "You can keep it for now. When you can no longer work, you can still get a pension."
Song Hui almost vomited blood.
She unknowingly led the topic off track.
Song Hui was so busy being angry that he completely forgot about the righteous advice he had just given.
Wait until Huo Tianqi is sent to the gate of the compound.
After watching her leave, several people walked back.
Song Yiyi took Cai Mengjun's arm and asked, "Mom, do you like Teacher Huo?"
Cai Mengjun sighed, "He's a good kid, but he's been dragged down by his family."
She paused, then continued, "But I think she's a clear-headed person. When a couple gets married, they spend their days slowly, bit by bit. It's their duty to support each other."
When saying this.
Cai Mengjun looked at Gu Chengze meaningfully.
Gu Cheng refused bluntly: "Mom, don't try to force me, I don't have any ideas."
He then walked forward.
Cai Mengjun was somewhat annoyed. "Yiyi, did your brother get hurt during training in the army? How come he's so old, and no matter how much I try to explain things to him, he still doesn't understand?"
"He's going to marry a fairy? Even a fairy would have to be interested in him!"
Song Yiyi couldn't respond to this.
Sometimes she felt that Cai Mengjun was a little slow-witted. How could a mother not understand her son's thoughts?