Having said this, Song Wanwan's hand, which was tidying up his grandfather's clothes, suddenly stopped.
She raised her head and glanced at Rong Luchi.
Seeing that he had suddenly fallen silent, Song Wanwan immediately started to explain: "Grandpa, his parents are very busy, so it's fine for us to have dinner together. I also called Mianmian and his good friend, and we're going to try on dresses together today."
"Is that so? That's fine too. Let's have dinner together when we have time." Grandpa Song agreed without thinking too much.
Song Wanwan smiled and nodded, tidied up the clothes for his grandfather, and called Uncle Zhao to go to the balcony.
She took out a big red envelope from her bag and stuffed it into Uncle Zhao's hand.
"Uncle Zhao, thank you for taking care of grandpa during this period. Grandpa is recovering well now, and it is also inseparable from your careful care. This red envelope is to thank you for your efforts during this period. You must accept it."
"No, I can't accept this! I have already received three times the salary. I appreciate your kindness, Miss Song." Uncle Zhao declined and did not take the red envelope.
But Song Wanwan insisted on stuffing the red envelope into his hand and pressed it hard: "Uncle Zhao, this is my personal gratitude to you, you can't refuse it."
"But I also made mistakes and hurt the old man. I can't accept these anymore." Uncle Zhao retreated repeatedly.
He felt a little guilty when talking about what happened before.
But Song Wanwan didn't take it to heart.
"Those things are all in the past. Besides, without you taking care of grandpa, he wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
"Isn't this all thanks to Mr. Rong? He found such an excellent medical team. I'm just taking care of the old man's daily life. Mr. Rong should be thanked for all this. I don't deserve it."
Uncle Zhao said he didn't care about anything and accepted the big red envelope.
He's already taken enough.
"I know, but it's all thanks to you, Uncle Zhao, for taking care of me. We may not have many chances to see each other again in the future, so just keep it. Use it to buy more clothes for the kids at home and spend more time with them."
Song Wanwan knew Uncle Zhao's family situation.
"Okay, thank you Miss Song. I hope you, Mr. Rong, and the old man are all safe and happy."
Uncle Zhao accepted the red envelope and bowed deeply.
Song Wanwan immediately helped Uncle Zhao to his feet: "I hope Uncle Zhao is also safe and happy, and we all need to be well."
"Oh, everything will be fine." Uncle Zhao cried with joy, with tears glistening in his eyes.
Song Wanwan was chatting with Uncle Zhao. In the room, Old Man Song kept looking at Rong Luchi.
Before, he was lying on the hospital bed and couldn't see it very clearly.
It can be said that the old man now does not hide the look in his eyes at all.
His eyes would fall on Rong Luchi from time to time.
"Xiaorong, do you have something to say to grandpa?"
Mr. Song has been lying in bed for more than two years, but his thinking has not been affected at all.
I didn't feel anything just now, but now I just feel like there's something being hidden from him.
After all, he is an experienced person and can see through some things at a glance.
"Grandpa, my parents won't be attending my wedding. Please forgive me, but I will give Wanwan a complete ceremony and absolute commitment."
Rong Luchi replied seriously.
When Mr. Song heard this, the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Marriage is a matter between the two of you. As long as you are loyal and steadfast, Grandpa won't say anything."
After turning fifty, I have seen through all the complicated things.
"As long as you treat Wanwan well and don't bully her just because her family has no support, that's all Grandpa asks."
"No, Wanwan still has you, but I am the one who has no one to rely on.
Don't mind these things at all. I am already very touched. I will love her and our future children wholeheartedly, and I will also respect and be filial to you, Grandpa."
Rong Luchi's words were a little clumsy, but so sincere.
There is no exaggeration, it is simple yet honest.
Like a young boy in his early twenties who knows nothing.
Grandpa Song looked at his serious appearance, and the shadow of another person emerged in his mind.
A familiar scene.
But in the end...
Grandpa Song's heart suddenly tightened: "Okay, you must do what you say! Grandpa believes in you!"
After taking care of the hospital matters, Rong Luchi personally drove Grandpa Song and Song Wanwan to the restaurant for lunch.
After lunch, I went to the company to pick up Zhou Mianmian, who had taken a leave in the afternoon, and went to choose bridesmaid dresses together.
The three of them arrived at the bridal shop first, and Jiang Mo came later.
When I arrived, I saw Zhou Mianmian immersed in many beautiful wedding dresses, and she was even more excited than the bride Song Wanwan.
"Mianmian, go and try it." Song Wanwan encouraged her.
"No, you get married and you try on wedding dresses, why did it become me?"
"Are you going? You'll get married someday too. Put it on and let me see it first."
Song Wanwan urged Zhou Mianmian to try it on.
There were two sisters pushing each other.
Rong Luchi was watching from a distance with a smile on his face.
Jiang Mo stepped forward and said, "Brother Rong, I never thought that you would be the first one among the three of us to get married. You never know what will happen."
"Are you jealous?"
"A little bit." Jiang Mo said with a sour tone.
"It's normal to be envious. After all, you are single. It's normal to be envious."
Jiang Mo glanced at Grandpa Song again.
"The old man is here too, why don't you go over and keep him company?"
"He asked me to accompany Wanwan and said he wanted to carefully choose a suit."
Everyone in the VIP yarn trying area upstairs is serving on the way.
Logically, the venue should have been cleared today, but some customers who had made appointments in advance were not notified.
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