Chapter 551 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 42
Song Jinhuan waved the measuring tape in his hand, stopped on the step one step lower than him, and pointed at his hand.
Huo Ze was pasting the back of the "double happiness" character with paste when he saw her doing so, and he was secretly delighted.
Although it was my first time doing something like this, I was in a very good mood.
Song Jinhuan had no idea what he was grinning about, [and stretched out his hand.]
Huo Ze looked down; his hands weren't exactly clean, with patches of paste still clinging to them.
Just as he hesitated, the little mute boy lifted his foot and landed at his feet.
A small hand reached up from his wrist, grabbed one end of the measuring tape, and wrapped it around the base of his thumb.
Hozer, sensing a possibility, feigned calmness and asked, "What are you doing?"
Can't guess?
The little mute frowned, and his rhetorical question gave Huo Ze a strange feeling of being looked down upon.
He chuckled and said, "How could I not know?"
The girl nodded knowingly. "Okay, I'll go get back to work now."
Huo Ze glanced quickly at the wall. "Wait."
Song Jinhuan stopped turning around and looked up at him with a puzzled expression.
Huo Ze: "Hmm...Are you thirsty?"
Song Jinhuan shook his head.
Huo Ze: "Are you hungry?"
Song Jinhuan was extremely puzzled. Had the other party forgotten that not long ago, he had sent her a large sesame seed cake, and she was already full?
She shook her head. "What are you trying to say?"
Huo Ze also realized that his behavior just now was not like his usual self.
He coughed lightly twice, subtly reminding him, "I've also been busy since early this morning."
Song Jinhuan looked at the "double happiness" character on the wall and suddenly realized what it meant.
Give him a thumbs up.
Wow, that's amazing!
[As expected of Marshal Huo.]
Huo Ze's ears turned red, and he waved his hand at her with feigned composure, "This general is just bored, it's nothing."
"Go ahead and get busy."
Favorability: 68.
Song Jinhuan turned and left with a smile in her eyes, leaving Huo Ze alone in the stairwell, humming a little tune as he applied paste.
"Sanjin, Huo Ze is acting like a little kid."
Sanjin: "In Sanjin's eyes, the host is also a child!"
Song Jinhuan blushed: "...Thank you~"
Sanjin: "No matter what the host does, it will always be the best in Sanjin's eyes!"
Song Jinhuan paused for a moment, then said, "Sanjin, I can understand Huo Ze now."
Sanjin: "Hehehe."
Song Jinhuan: "I will praise him more often in the future."
Sanjin: "Are you happy, host?"
Song Jinhuan: "I've found that, regardless of whether it's Huo Ze or not, being able to make the people around me happy makes me feel really good."
"Of course, this is on the premise of not compromising myself."
Sanjin: "Every time I see my host happy, I'm happy too!"
That's probably the idea!
If Sanjin were a physical object, Song Jinhuan would definitely tuck it into her bosom and knead it gently—how heartwarming!
With Huo Ze's thumb size, Song Jinhuan can make him a thumb ring!
Time flew by, and the wedding date drew ever closer.
When the lucky woman and the lucky man arrive at the house, the lucky man is responsible for moving the bed in the new house to the right position, while the lucky woman is responsible for making the bed and covering it with the wedding quilt, scattering lotus seeds, peanuts, red dates and the like on the bed.
After these steps are completed, the new house will be temporarily uninhabitable.
According to custom, the newlyweds cannot meet for three days before the wedding.
Bai Yuling and Ning Qinglian, having been through similar experiences, have insights into this matter.
The Dong family happened to live in the northern part of the city, so after some discussion, they decided to hold the wedding there.
Song Jinhuan was taken to the Dong family's house for temporary accommodation.
The Dong family was filled with joy, and soldiers were standing guard outside.
The identities of all people entering and leaving must be thoroughly checked.
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