Shen Jichuan's words struck Li Wenyan's heart even more directly.
Those watching the commotion heard Shen Jichuan say, "This is my wife."
Only after eating the melon did I realize that they were actually a couple.
This woman, out of envy and jealousy of the other man's wife's beauty, said those hurtful things out of jealousy.
Shen Jichuan took Wen Qiao's hand and walked outside. Before leaving, he bought Wen Qiao a pair of sandals and high heels.
He knelt down and personally changed Wen Qiao's shoes.
Everyone present looked at Wen Qiao with envy, for having such a considerate husband.
No wonder people say that older men know how to care for others.
After shopping, the two went downstairs and happened to see Liu Wenyan there as well.
Under her envious, jealous, and resentful gaze, Wen Qiao sat in the passenger seat.
"Sir, thank you for earlier."
Shen Jichuan was about to start the car when he heard Wen Qiao's words and paused. Wen Qiao still habitually called him "Mr." It was he who told her to call him that.
He thought that after the wedding, he would have to get Wen Qiao to call him something else.
After buying clothes for Wen Qiao, we also bought some gifts. Actually, the back of the car was already loaded with a lot of gifts when we left the Shen family's house, in large and small bags.
Wen Qiao couldn't persuade Shen Jichuan, so she simply gave up.
Lu Yazhi was already waiting at home. Wen Qiao had come to tell her before they arrived, and Lu Yazhi had also gone to buy some meat, vegetables, and fruit.
But she thought that Mr. Shen's family was so well-off, he had eaten all kinds of food. Even if she prepared delicacies, he would still look down on them.
Wen Qiao and Shen Jichuan arrived carrying large and small bags. Judging from Wen Qiao's clothes, she had dressed up carefully. Shen Jichuan was very attentive and considerate to both of them.
There's absolutely nothing to criticize about Lü Yazhi.
After entering the house, we exchanged a few pleasantries.
Ask Lü Yazhi if she's comfortable living here? Tell her directly if she needs anything.
Shen Jichuan said that the bride price she prepared for Wen Qiao was 1,001 yuan.
"I'm not sure either. I asked some married people. If you think it's not enough, I can add more."
Lü Yazhi quickly replied, "It's not a small amount, it's not a small amount. In our countryside, this is only a few dozen yuan, which is considered very good for making a few sets of clothes."
In rural areas, people typically get married at sixty-six, eighty-eight, or ninety-nine years old.
Several hundred is rare, let alone one thousand and one.
Wen Qiao said, "Mom, Ji Chuan bought me clothes. The clothes and shoes I'm wearing, and two more sets are in the car."
Lü Yazhi nodded.
Shen Jichuan told Lü Yazhi what he had prepared and asked her if she had any other requests.
Lu Yazhi didn't say anything worth mentioning.
Lunch was prepared by Wen Qiao and her daughter Lü Yazhi.
Shen Jichuan was in the living room, looking at the courtyard where he had lived for several years, and the familiarity was still there.
Lu Yazhi looked out from across the kitchen and saw that Shen Jichuan was all alone, with no one to accompany him. In the countryside, when it comes to the engagement and the discussion of the bride price, both the bride's and groom's families would invite several people to accompany them.
She glanced at Wen Qiao and said, "Xiao Qiao, why don't you go out and keep Mr. Chen company? I've prepared the food in advance; it'll just need to be stir-fried."
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement and then washed her hands.
"Mom, you don't need to prepare so much."
"I'll go take a look first, and then I'll come back to help."
Wen Qiao was also worried that Shen Jichuan would be too bored by himself.
She walked from the kitchen to the living room and saw Shen Jichuan standing there.
"What are you looking at?"
Wen Qiao walked towards him, but Shen Jichuan asked, "Your mother just said she also prepared a room for you?"
"Yes, it's the room right in front."
“My mom said that I was going to get married and leave my family home, so she prepared a room for me to use as my wedding room.”
"I'll take you to see it," Wen Qiao said, glancing at Shen Jichuan.
A hint of joy flashed in Shen Jichuan's eyes as he followed Wen Qiao to the clean and tidy room, where old newspapers were still pasted on the walls.
He closed the door behind him and pulled Wen Qiao into a tight embrace.
Do you know who lived in this room before?
Wen Qiao looked at Shen Jichuan in confusion. Before she could ask, Shen Jichuan replied, "I lived in this little house when I was a child. I never thought that after decades, I would be able to live here again."
Wen Qiao knew that this courtyard belonged to Shen Jichuan, and she thought he had bought it. She never expected that Shen Jichuan had lived here when he was a child.
“Back then, my mom and I lived in this courtyard. My mom had to go to work, and I had grown up, so we started sleeping in separate beds.”
"Wen Qiao, do you think we're destined for each other?"
Wen Qiao raised her eyes and said with a smile, "Of course I am. If we weren't destined to be together, would I have married you?"
In the room where he lived as a child, Shen Jichuan kissed the girl he liked as an adult.
He suddenly had the feeling of bringing his girlfriend home to meet his mother.
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