“Exactly, it’s because our brother is in such a hurry,” Fu Shiyi teased.
I heard that while she was at work, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, dropped everything, and went to get married. That's quite something.
Although Fu Shengying felt it was a pity that the wedding wasn't held on the auspicious day they had agreed upon, she didn't object too much.
"Fine, if it's settled, it's settled."
In all those years, he wasn't in a hurry to get married, but now he's more anxious than anyone else.
It's good that it's settled; it puts their minds at ease.
"Alright, alright, time to eat."
Mrs. Fu put away the marriage certificate and handed it to Gu Weiwei.
At the dinner table, Mrs. Fu kept putting food into her bowl.
"Thank you, Mom," Gu Weiwei said repeatedly.
He kept calling her "Mom," which made Mrs. Fu beam with joy.
Fu Shengying, who had been ignored, coughed twice, and Fu Shiqin handed her a glass of water.
"Old Zhou, give my dad his throat lozenges."
I coughed several times during the meal. I was fine just a moment ago, but then I suddenly started coughing.
After finishing his ribs, Fu Shiyi looked at Gu Weiwei and reminded her.
“Sister-in-law, you’ve called your mother and your grandmother. If you don’t call your father now, he’ll cough up a sore throat tonight.”
Madam Fu looked at her husband speechlessly and began to scold him.
"Don't you have a mouth? You want to hear someone call you 'Dad' but you can't say anything, you just keep coughing, coughing, coughing. How are we supposed to know what you mean?"
Fu Shiqin laughed so hard he pounded the table. So that's what he meant by coughing for so long. Enough already.
"Dad, you've really gone too far. Is it so hard to just say it directly?"
Gu Weiwei suppressed a laugh and placed a piece of shiitake mushroom on Fu Shengying's plate.
"Dad, have some vegetables."
"Mm." Fu Shengying nodded in satisfaction, picked up the food, and ate it.
Fu Shiqin looked at his own father and asked, "Don't you not eat mushrooms?"
As far back as he could remember, he thought his father hated mushrooms; he felt like every bite would poison him.
“Who said I don’t eat it?” Fu Shengying said, picking up another piece of shiitake mushroom and putting it in her mouth.
Fu Shiyi dutifully moved a plate of mushrooms and greens to his own father, saying, "Here, please eat more, old man."
Gu Weiwei then served a bowl of soup to Old Madam Fu, Madam Fu, and Fu Shengying. After finishing her own meal, she sat there watching Fu Shiqin and Fu Shiyi laugh and joke.
It's wonderful to live such a joyful and carefree life as a family, but she can't predict how long this warmth and happiness will last.
Fu Hanzheng also put down his chopsticks and casually took her hand under the table.
Fu Shiqin sat opposite them, glanced at them, and then pursed his lips, showing off their affection again.
Mrs. Fu glanced at the sweet young couple and offered a reminder.
"Don't blame me for urging you. You've already got your marriage certificate, and the wedding is in two weeks. It'll be time to start thinking about having children."
Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Fu also chimed in with her own words of advice.
"This is something we need to take seriously; I'm an old man and I can't wait a few more years."
"Grandma, you're going to live a long life," Gu Weiwei said with a smile.
However, Fu Hanzheng said something without changing his expression.
"We are working hard."
Fu Shiyi laughed so hard his shoulders shook, and he hurriedly picked up a piece of braised sea cucumber with scallions and put it into his own brother's bowl.
"Sea cucumber is good for the kidneys, keep it up!"
Fu Shiqin also picked up a piece and offered encouragement.
"come on."
Gu Weiwei covered her forehead in exasperation. Why did the topic veer off course again?
Madam Fu smiled, clearly quite pleased with his attitude.
After all, he was so opposed to having children before, but now that he's changed his mind, maybe we'll have good news for the family this year.
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