The elderly people were originally there to watch the spectacle.
Before long, the children pulled him inside.
We've already taken so many photos in this wedding dress, let's change into another one.
Song Yan was pulled into the house...
On the lawn, on the beach, by the waterfall, on the boat, in the flowerbed...
The couple took countless photos, and the children were practically going crazy taking pictures too.
Roll after roll of film was used.
They originally knew exactly how many photos were in a set of wedding photos!
What quantity are we talking about now? Just taking pictures, pictures, pictures!
The entire team followed them to take photos, helping them change clothes, pose, and set up lighting...
Can the price be reduced?
Song Yan could tell that Shen Qian wouldn't stop her from taking as many photos as she wanted.
I never expected him to be so unreliable.
Is this a photo shoot to sell a house?
Is he the first person in the country to do something like this?
The photography team later started charging per photo.
The final settlement was for the resort's expenses, and Shen Qian's money was indeed a little short.
Shen Qian refused to let others pay.
In the end, Yueyue paid for it first, and Shen Qian had to save up three months' salary to pay back his daughter.
Leaving aside Song Yan, the elderly and children in the family all have money, but everyone sees Shen Qian spending it all himself.
Because everyone understands the significance of what he did!
Song Yan's comment: "That's a bit pretentious!"
But I like being sentimental!
This time, Shen Qian's busy schedule not only made Song Yan happy, but also made the elderly happy to have so many relatives and friends gathered together!
Aunt Wei and Old Zeng carefully examined each of the developed photos.
Aunt Wei: "This photo is great! Look how happy Xiao Hu and his wife are!"
Print another copy of this and I'll mail it to him!
This one is nice too, this one is a good photo, and this one too…”
Over the years, Aunt Wei has gotten used to spending money without feeling the pinch.
After the photos were developed, she put them one by one into envelopes and mailed them to these people.
Old Zeng flipped through the photos: "I like this one, let's get another one printed..."
Only Shen Changchuan watched silently...
Song Yan chose a family photo, developed it, made a beautiful frame, and hung it in the living room of his home.
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I wonder whose side stories you readers would like to see? Feel free to leave me a message.
I am very grateful for the companionship of my friends who are reading this.
Thank you for your comments.
I appreciate your encouragement and wish you all the best in your life.
Your criticism is constructive, and I accept it and will continue to improve.
Even if some comments are malicious, you are still my reader.
I didn't utter a single harsh word, nor did I complain at all.
Life is full of ups and downs, and perhaps you're feeling down today.
Venting here can help relieve some of your stress.
The novel unfolds step by step, just like my life moving forward step by step.
Life is full of hardships and disappointments; I hope my novel brings you joy.
This novel was completed in less than two years.
In the past two years, I have also experienced the trials and tribulations of life.
First, my mother was admitted to the hospital and diagnosed with malignant lymphoma.
At that time, the pandemic also happened.
My life is incredibly bleak.
During that period, I only updated one chapter per day.
Many readers understand me and have given me their blessings and encouragement.
I thank you.
It gave me motivation during my darkest time.
My mother's condition has improved after active treatment, and I am happy about this turning point in my life.
Then another misfortune struck.
My mother-in-law, who had always been in good health, suddenly left us.
This is the first time I've experienced what it feels like to lose a loved one.
When you see things she used in every nook and cranny of the house, you realize she'll never come back to use them...
That was a heart-wrenching pain.
I could never have imagined that a casual farewell would be our last. That day was the last time we saw each other, the last time I ate her cooking...
If I hadn't had a large backlog of chapters at that time, I would have stopped updating.
Time is the best medicine for healing wounds.
When I calmed down, I knew I still had to face life.
Whether now or in the future, I always portray the protagonists in my novels as strong.
Even if he or she is vulnerable, it is only temporary; he or she will bravely face everything.
Because this is what I expect of myself and my family.
I have the same expectations for the people around me and for my readers.
Treat your family members well, treat those around you well, and treat yourself well!
Love never fails.
I also derive immense joy from the writing process.
I write because I am happy, and I am happy because I write.
Therefore, I don't think I will write tragedies in my future novels.
I want to be happy, and my readers want to be happy too!
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