Song Ze quietly took Xia Qingqing's hand and whispered in her ear, "Our wedding will definitely be even more exciting than this."
He was Wang Zhihong's senior from the same department, and given his relationship with Xia Qingqing and Xiang Qiu, he was naturally invited to the wedding.
Xia Qingqing played with his slender fingers and replied in a low voice, "Dream on. It's not like you're saying you're going to marry me. Maybe I'll meet a more handsome man and dump you."
Even though he knew she was joking, Song Ze was still very angry. He held her hand tightly with a stern face and said, "If you don't marry me, who else do you want to marry? If you dare to abandon me, I will sue you for being a pervert."
Xia Qingqing almost burst out laughing. This is too outrageous! I've only ever seen women accuse men of being hooligans, never men accusing women of being hooligans.
Seeing her grinning face, Song Ze really wanted to teach her a lesson right now, but considering there were so many people around, he could only keep it to himself and settle the score next time.
After most of the day was over, I don't know if the bride was tired, but Xia Qingqing, who attended the wedding, was exhausted. After Song Ze took her home on his bike, she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.
Zhang Hongyan warmly invited Song Ze to have dinner at her home, but Song Ze politely declined, saying, "Auntie, I have something to do, so I'll head back now. I'll come see you and Uncle Xia another day."
"Okay, Xiao Song, be careful on the road, ride slowly," Zhang Hongyan thoughtfully escorted him to the gate.
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After seeing all the guests off, Xiang Qiu and Wang Zhihong were finally able to sit down and rest for a while.
The couple held their wedding at the new house. It was originally supposed to be held at the Wang family home, but there weren't any extra rooms there, and the room that originally belonged to Wang Zhihong had already been taken by his nephew.
Originally, Wang's parents were worried about what to do about this matter. They didn't want to wrong their eldest grandson, but they also didn't want to embarrass their second son.
After all, although they weren't close to their son, he was still a college student, and if he became successful in the future, they would benefit from his success.
Originally, Wang's parents were thinking of having their eldest grandson squeeze in with them, but Wang Zhihong just happened to suggest that he had rented a house and planned to hold the wedding banquet there, which greatly relieved Wang's parents.
They believed Wang Zhihong's claim about renting a house. After all, Wang Zhihong had been working in the countryside for so many years, and now that he had finally returned to the city, he immediately went back to school. How could he possibly afford to buy a house?
Rubbing his cheeks, which were stiff from smiling, Wang Zhihong said, "Qiuqiu, you rest for a bit. I'll go to the kitchen and wash the dishes and chopsticks."
When the man offered to do the work, Xiang Qiu naturally had no objection: "It's cold, remember to wash with warm water."
"Okay," Wang Zhihong said with a smile as he left the room.
Are you saying he's tired? Of course he is! He gets up at four or five in the morning and has been busy until now.
But just thinking about today being his and Xiang Qiu's wedding day fills him with boundless energy.
On such an important day, how could he make his wife do chores? He married her to cherish and love her, not to have her come back as a maid.
Wang Zhihong went to the kitchen, and Xiang Qiu couldn't sit still any longer, so she simply started counting the gifts and money she had received that day.
Today's gift money was divided into three parts. One part was given by Xiang Qiu's relatives, and this part was taken by Xiang's parents.
Another portion was given by Wang Zhihong's relatives, but it was also taken away by Wang's parents.
The rest was given by Wang Zhihong and Xiang Qiu's classmates and friends. They would have to repay these favors in the future, and even if their parents were thick-skinned, they would be too embarrassed to ask for the money back.
Oh, right, their siblings also received red envelopes, and all of them were kept for them.
Xiang Qiu opened the red envelopes one by one, and there were more than 80 yuan in total.
In addition, there were gifts prepared by Xia Qingqing and the others: Liu Huimin gave a pair of bright red pillowcases, Chen Xiu gave a pair of enamel mugs, and Xia Qingqing gave a set of exquisite handmade soaps.
Xia Qingqing specially selected this gift, taking into account Liu Huimin and Chen Xiu's feelings, as she couldn't give anything too expensive.
Although this set of handmade soaps looks rare, the price of the soaps is not very expensive, and it is comparable in value to the gifts given by Liu Huimin and the others.
Xiang Qiu was absolutely captivated by the six exquisite soaps. She had never seen such delicate soaps in a department store. However, she knew that Xia Qingqing had friends in Haishi, so she subconsciously assumed that Xia Qingqing must have asked her friends to bring these soaps back from Haishi.
Xia Qingqing didn't expect that Xiang Qiu had already filled in the blanks herself. She had originally planned to say that she had asked a friend to bring it from Shanghai if Xiang Qiu asked next time.
Anyway, Haishi is far away, so she can make up whatever she wants. As for why other people can't buy the same items in Haishi, that's none of her business.
When Xiang Qiu took a shower that evening, she used a new bar of soap, and after the shower, she smelled wonderfully of floral scents.
As soon as Wang Zhihong entered the room, he smelled the fragrance. His eyes flickered slightly, and he leaned close to Xiang Qiu's neck to take a closer sniff: "Wife, you smell so good."
"Hey, what are you doing? Don't get so close," Xiang Qiu said, blushing as she pushed him away.
How could Wang Zhihong possibly listen to her? They had already obtained their marriage certificate and held a wedding ceremony; they were a perfectly legal couple, and no one could stop him from getting close to his wife.
Wang Zhihong waved his long arm and pulled her into his arms: "Wife, let me hug you. I dreamt about holding you last night, and I woke up laughing in my dream."
Hearing him say that, Xiang Qiu didn't push him away anymore, but her heart was beating a little faster. She knew what was going to happen. Although she had prepared herself mentally, she was still so nervous.
Wang Zhihong felt the stiffness in her body and gently patted her back until the person in his arms slowly relaxed before he moved his hands to other places.
Xiang Qiu's face turned bright red with embarrassment, and she could only slowly close her eyes, letting those hands roam freely over her body.
Outside, the cold wind howled, but under the dim light, the indoor temperature gradually rose.
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After attending Xiang Qiu's wedding, Xia Qingqing's money-making plan was put on the agenda.
Some time ago, she asked Zhou Wei to help her customize a batch of cotton-padded coats that fit the aesthetics of this era.
It comes in two styles, one for men and one for women, and in four colors: black, blue, army green, and red.
The red color was added last. With the Chinese New Year just around the corner, wearing a bright red cotton coat is festive, and people don't usually wear such a vibrant color.
Then she made an excuse to go out and brought the clothes back. She then asked Zhang Hongyan and Xia Heping to help sell them, and they would split the profits 50/50.
Zhang Hongyan held a bright red cotton coat with obvious delight and asked in confusion, "Qingqing, where did you get all these clothes?"
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