After having lunch at the Xia family's house, Song Ze and his group left.
After seeing the person off, Zhang Hongyan's smile faded.
"Wife, what's wrong with you?" Xia Heping noticed that something was wrong with her and immediately asked with concern.
Zhang Hongyan shook her head: "Nothing, it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable thinking about our daughter getting married soon."
Although there is a saying that women hold up half the sky, Zhang Hongyan is still influenced by the education she received from childhood, which teaches that once a woman gets married, she belongs to someone else's family.
She raised her daughter for over twenty years; how could she possibly bear to part with her?
The only thing that made her feel a little better was that her daughter wouldn't have to serve her in-laws after she got married, and there would be no mother-in-law/daughter-in-law conflicts.
Zhang Hongyan had been tormented by her mother-in-law for many years. If she hadn't later learned "madman literature," she might still be farming in her hometown.
Xia Heping wasn't as perceptive as his wife, but he still felt bad after hearing those words.
He put his arm around Zhang Hongyan's shoulder and comforted her, "Even if our daughter gets married, she'll still live in Beijing. Besides..."
"What are you saying?" Zhang Hongyan asked Xia Heping, puzzled.
“Even if our daughter gets married, she can’t just abandon the clothing store, right? We’ll still see her every day,” Xia Heping said with a smug look.
Zhang Hongyan suddenly realized: "Oh right, how could I have almost forgotten that?"
She was also influenced by fixed ideas. In the past, among the young women and wives in her hometown, whether they married far away or nearby, she never saw any of them go back to their parents' home every day, let alone their parents visiting their married daughters every day.
Especially for those who married far away, they could only see each other once a year during holidays.
After figuring it out, Zhang Hongyan's face lit up with a smile again.
Xia Heping seemed to remember something, his eyes flickered slightly, and he tentatively asked, "Wife, do you think we should invite relatives from our hometown for our daughter's wedding?"
"Would you like to invite them?" Zhang Hongyan asked casually.
Xia Heping looked conflicted; he didn't really know whether he should invite them or not.
Logically, it's necessary to invite guests; it would be embarrassing not to. For such an important event as a wedding, the fact that not a single relative from the bride's family attended might lead to the groom's family looking down on them.
However, his wife and her family had long since lost contact, and his relationship with them was also just so-so.
After hesitating for a long time, Xia Heping decided to give the decision to Zhang Hongyan: "Wife, you decide. If you say we'll invite them, we'll invite them; if you say we won't, we won't."
"If I say I won't invite you, will you be angry?" Zhang Hongyan asked questioningly.
She knew that the man still had feelings for his parents and brothers, and if he really wanted to ask them for help, it wouldn't be impossible.
At most, it will just cost more money. After all, it's impossible for people from our hometown to buy their own train tickets to attend the wedding. They have to pay for it themselves.
"No, how could I possibly be angry with you? I can still tell the difference between close and distant relationships," Xia Heping said earnestly.
"I'm worried that since Qingqing won't have any relatives on our side when she gets married, it would be bad if Song Ze's relatives looked down on her..."
Zhang Hongyan shook her head: "No, based on our interactions today, neither Song Ze's maternal grandfather nor his aunt are those kinds of people."
Besides, Song Ze's own situation is a mess. Having a father is worse than not having one. What right does he have to look down on Qingqing?
If she really looked down on Qingqing because of such a trivial matter, then she would not be willing to marry her daughter into such a family.
Hearing this, Xia Heping was relieved: "Okay, then it's settled."
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After their engagement, Xia Qingqing and Song Ze were officially engaged.
Wedding photos weren't popular in this era, but Xia Qingqing still wanted to take a set to keep as a memento for the future.
She told Song Ze her idea, but Song Ze didn't understand what she meant by wedding photos. He thought Xia Qingqing meant wedding photos, which suited him perfectly. He also wanted to take a wedding photo with Qingqing so that they could look at it when they were old.
"Shall we go to the photo studio to take pictures tomorrow?"
Xia Qingqing shook her head: "I don't want to take the photos in the photo studio, I want to take them outside."
Nowadays, photo studios don't have nice backgrounds, and the photos can't be edited.
If you want good-looking photos, you have to go outside to find the perfect location, such as forests, grasslands, or ancient buildings. The results will always be better than those taken in a photo studio.
In short, we must create the conditions even if they don't exist.
Song Ze was a little confused: "You mean we should take the camera outside and take pictures ourselves? I asked Ah Xin and the others to help, because I'm worried that their pictures won't be as good as those taken at a photo studio."
The photographers at the photo studio have so many years of experience, and their photography skills are unmatched by most people.
Xia Qingqing blinked and said with a smile, "Then we can ask the master to come out and take pictures. By the way, I also want to prepare a few different outfits so we can take more pictures."
Song Ze affectionately patted Xia Qingqing's head: "Okay, whatever you say. Which day do you want to take the photos? I'll go to the photo studio in advance and tell the photographer to make time for it."
Song Ze never considered that the photographer might disagree; if they did, it could only mean that he hadn't paid enough.
"Hehe, Aze, you're so nice," Xia Qingqing happily jumped into Song Ze's arms.
Xia Qingqing prepared three different outfits: the first was a white light wedding dress and suit, the second was a military uniform, and the third was a bright red Xiuhe dress.
Song Ze's eyes lit up when he saw Xia Qingqing in her white wedding dress: "Qingqing, when did you buy this dress? It's so beautiful."
Xia Qingqing chuckled and said, "It's a secret I can't tell you. Oh, I'm so cold. Let's finish filming quickly."
"Okay, okay, Master, hurry up and help me take the picture, and remember to make it look good," Song Ze urged, holding Xia Qingqing's slightly cool hand.
The photographer, who had been hired by Song Ze at great expense, was immediately struck by the clothes Xia Qingqing and Song Ze were wearing; it was rare to see a newlywed couple who looked so good together.
"Look at the camera, smile, that's right."
"Guy, put your arm around the waist of the lady, yes, that's it."
"Very good, come a little closer."
......
Half a day had passed by the time all three outfits were photographed. Because Xia Qingqing and Song Ze were both very photogenic, the photographer couldn't resist taking more than a hundred photos.
Xia Qingqing looked at the person fiddling with the camera and asked, "Master, when can we expect to receive this photo?"
"Well, if you're in a hurry, I'll work overtime tonight to get it developed for you," the photographer said with a smile, his tone very enthusiastic.
Xia Qingqing smiled and thanked her, "Thank you for your hard work. I'll send you wedding candy later."
"No trouble at all," the photographer quickly waved his hand, after all, he had received a lot of money from the other party, so of course he had to provide excellent service.
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