Almost all members of the Song family came this time, except for the eldest brother Song Huaizhou and the married Song Huaizhi, the eldest sister-in-law and the second brother and his wife, except for the children of course.
The big iron gate of the family compound was closed, leaving only a small door for everyone to go in and out.
Song Huaixi's car was in front, and he got out first and came to the guard: "Uncle Zou, do you remember me?"
"Remember." Uncle Zou said cheerfully. He looked behind Song Huaixi and was surprised by the scene. "What are you doing here?"
Song Huaixi smiled and said, "Let's go to the Shen family to propose marriage."
Song Huaiwen followed closely behind, striding over with a bag of wedding candy in his hand, "Uncle, have some wedding candy."
"Okay, okay." Uncle Zou's eyes wrinkled with laughter, and his mouth stretched almost to his ears. "You and Nanqing are the most suitable people I have ever seen. May you have a son soon and live happily ever after."
"Thank you for your good words." Song Huaiwen was very happy.
After Uncle Zou finished speaking, he took the key and unlocked the gate, then pushed the iron door open, with the smile on his face never fading.
Two cars drove towards the Shen family, the wheels raised a little dust, and the onlookers immediately rushed to the guard post.
An old lady came over hurriedly, still holding a basket of vegetables in her hand. "Uncle Zou, whose guest is here? Such a big scene!"
Mr. Zou smiled and said, "I came to the Shen family to propose marriage."
The aunt continued, "So it's Nanqing! I know that. I was saying that the boy looked familiar. The man and the woman are really a perfect match."
After listening to this, Uncle Zou took out two candies from the candy bag on the table and handed them to Auntie, saying with a smile: "Here, here are the candies given by the queen, you can also get some of the wedding joy and sweeten your mouth."
When everyone saw the wedding candies, they all said a few auspicious words. In fact, the candies were given to him by Song Huaiwen. He was not greedy and kept some for the little kids at home and shared the rest.
When Li Yanhong saw this scene, she also stepped forward to join in the fun, "Uncle Zou, there is a happy event in your family! Congratulations!" After saying that, she stretched out her hand, waiting to take the candy.
Uncle Zou's smile disappeared instantly, and he snorted coldly, "No."
Li Yanhong obviously didn't believe it. She stretched her neck to look inside and saw that there was clearly more money on the table. If she didn't want to give it, then she didn't have to. She turned around and left with a sullen face.
She quickly caught up with the person in front of her and said angrily, "This old man Zou is so stingy. There is a happy event at home, but he is still stingy. He deserves to be a gatekeeper for the rest of his life."
The aunt looked at her strangely, frowned and said, "You must be mistaken, the one who has a happy event is not Mr. Zou, but the Shen family. Shen Nanqing's boyfriend came to the Shen family to propose marriage. Oh my god, two big jeeps, and the people who got off were also very impressive. They were obviously big shots. Shen Nanqing's future life will definitely be the same."
When Li Yanhong heard about the Shen family, she ran away without saying a word.
Another person who was traveling with him asked in confusion: "Why are you telling her this? You know what's going on with the Li and Shen families, so why bother with her?"
The aunt was beaming with joy: "I did it on purpose. The Shen family is such a nice couple, but she still wants to harm them. I want to piss her off to death."
The jeep stopped at the gate of Shen's courtyard, and the Shen family came out to greet them.
The first person to get off the car was Song Yuanzhou, the father of the Song family. He was dressed in a neat military uniform and looked very imposing. After getting off the car calmly, he glanced around with the dignity of a veteran in the battlefield.
He just took a few steps back and reached his hand into the car. A woman took his hand and then came out of the car.
Song's mother, Cao Pei, was well-dressed and smiling. When she saw a group of people following the car, she was slightly stunned, but quickly adjusted herself.
Although she is retired and at home now, she used to be the director of the Women's Federation and has seen many such scenes.
Cao Pei turned to look at the direction of the Shen family, and his eyes were instantly attracted by Shen Nanqing. He stepped forward quickly, held the girl's wrist with both hands, and smiled into two crescents: "This is Shen Nanqing! She is so beautiful. I have seen so many girls in the Women's Federation, but I have never seen such a symbol. She looks like she came out of a painting. No wonder my boy is so smart!"
Shen Nanqing's cheeks were slightly hot, and she replied softly: "Auntie is the prettiest one. When you got off the bus and stood there just now, your temperament was more dazzling than the movie stars in the pictorials."
Cao Pei laughed heartily: "Look, what a sweet mouth."
Mother Shen was just stunned by the scene of the Song family, but now she reacted and came forward to greet them enthusiastically: "In-laws, please come in and sit down. The jasmine tea we just brewed is still hot. Let's talk slowly."
As she spoke, Mother Shen stepped aside to make way for the door, and greeted everyone into the yard.
Cao Pei looked around the yard inconspicuously, her eyes full of admiration, "Sister, your yard is so beautiful! It has a lively atmosphere and is elegant. You can tell at a glance that you put a lot of thought into it."
After saying that, she gently took Mother Shen's arm, her tone full of envy, "I often like to play with flowers and plants at home, but they are not as spiritual as your yard."
Mother Shen's earlobes flushed slightly, with a faint smile on the corners of her lips, "Since my sister praises me, I am lucky."
Shen Wenbai and Song Yuanzhou followed behind the two of them, watching them talking and laughing in front of them. They looked like sisters who had not seen each other for many years. The two men looked at each other and smiled helplessly and dotingly at the same time.
Shen Nanqing and Song Huaiwen walked at the end, looking at the group of people in front. Except for the two women who were chatting happily, everyone else kept a polite smile.
She quietly tugged at the corner of Song Huaiwen's clothes, pursed her lips and smiled, "Your mother is really enthusiastic and speaks cheerfully. She praises me so much that I feel embarrassed."
"No need to exaggerate, it's really beautiful." Song Huaiwen's Adam's apple rolled twice, and his eyes were glued to Shen Nanqing and couldn't move away.
Different from her previous attire in the art troupe, she was now wearing a light pink floral dress, with her long black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, looking very gentle and charming.
This time, Shen Nanqing's face was even hotter. When she was about to say something, Shen Nanru in the room shouted, "Nanqing, come in quickly."
Shen Nanqing hurried into the house, her hair brushing against the back of Song Huaiwen's hand, bringing with it a faint scent of jasmine.
Song Huaiwen took a deep look at the back of his hand and quickened his pace to go into the house.
Inside the room, the two parents seemed to have finished their greetings and began to get down to business.
Cao Pei carefully took out a gift list from her bag, "My dear relatives, Huai Wen's wedding has always been a concern of mine. We are here today, hoping to hold this happy event as soon as possible."
Mother Shen took the gift list, slowly unfolded it, looked at it carefully, and subconsciously looked at Fan Leng and Gan Nianwei beside Cao Pei.
These two people are Song Huaiwen's eldest and second sister-in-law. They both look good. The older one has a temperament very similar to his own daughter-in-law, with a gentle temperament and a bookish air. The younger one is capable and steady.
Mother Shen hesitated and asked, "Is this too much?"
Upon hearing this, Father Shen put down the teacup in his hand, leaned over to take a look, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "It is indeed inappropriate!"
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