Inside the courtyard,
Gu Qian's lips curved into a slight smile.
The woman he longed for day and night, his Yan Yan, would one day belong entirely to him.
Gu Qian looked at Qiu Dafu respectfully, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and solemnly said:
"Second Uncle, please choose an auspicious date." This was Gu Qian's first time proposing marriage, and he didn't quite understand it, so he specifically asked his master for advice.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yan also looked at her second uncle.
Qiu Dafu and Qiu Yan looked at each other and laughed, "Xiao Yan can get married whenever she wants."
Gu Qian was heartbroken. He had originally thought that his second uncle would choose an auspicious day such as the sixth day of the sixth lunar month or the eighth day of the eighth lunar month.
After Qiu Dafu finished speaking, Qiu Dayu also turned his gaze to Qiu Yan.
Qiu Dazhi, on the other hand, stood silently not far away.
He knew that Qiu Yan didn't like him, so he didn't want to embarrass himself.
Qiu Yan smiled and said, "I'll get married after my second uncle gets married."
Gu Qian wanted to cry after hearing this.
It seems he needs to help his second uncle with his marriage.
He comforted himself, no matter what excuse Qiu Yan gave, after today, their relationship was set in stone.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Dafu unconsciously turned his gaze to Jiang Liu once again.
Jiang Liu smiled broadly, "Xiao Yan, my father has agreed to our marriage. We will get married on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."
Even if Jiang's father disagreed, it wouldn't work; his daughter couldn't be left alone.
"Really?" Qiu Yan seemed even happier than if she were getting married herself.
Qiu Dafu nodded.
The man, who was dejected just a moment ago, was suddenly overjoyed. "Yan Yan, you decide the wedding date."
Qiu Yan: "Next year, oh no, the year after next..."
"Yan Yan." Gu Qian interrupted Qiu Yan, knowing that if she continued, she would face indefinite imprisonment.
"next year."
Qiu Yan: "Okay, next year."
After hearing this, Qiu Dafu nodded in agreement. "Xiaoyan, we'll carefully choose the specific date when the time comes."
Gu Qian smiled and said, "I'll listen to my second uncle."
"Father, Mother."
With a child's innocent voice, everyone's gaze turned to the source of the sound.
Gu Xiaoran gently rubbed her sleepy eyes with her small hands and walked out of the house step by step.
"Father, Mother, just now, I dreamt that you got married." After Gu Xiaoran finished speaking, she suddenly realized that all the relatives had returned home, and she felt as if she were in a dream.
"Father, you're really back?"
Then, looking at the betrothal gifts in the courtyard and the clothes his father was wearing,
Gu Xiaoran grinned and immediately smiled.
"So, Xiao Ran wasn't dreaming after all."
As he spoke, he ran into Gu Qian's arms.
"Xiao Ran, you've gained weight again?"
"Is there?"
With the engagement date set, Ling Yun, standing behind Gu Qian, solemnly handed the betrothal letter to Qiu Dafu.
Then came a gift list.
Qiu Dafu picked up the heavy gift list, glanced at it briefly, and then checked the betrothal gifts in the red box.
Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Of course, he wasn't the only one who was surprised.
Pearls and agates, gold and silver, fine silks and brocades...
Albizia, Acacia, Cattail, Dried Lacquer, Privet, Peach Branch...
No one in the village had ever made such a grand gesture as Gu Qian when it came to marriage proposals.
Qiu Dayu kept craning his neck, his initial curiosity turning into intense concentration, and finally, his lips twitched.
My niece is so lucky.
These things are considered valuable to farmers.
Any one of these items is quite expensive.
But in Gu Qian's view, his feelings could not be expressed by a simple betrothal gift.
His purpose today is simply to confirm their relationship.
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