Jiang's mother was stunned when she heard this. She rarely encountered someone who wanted to introduce her to a partner as soon as she arrived.
Jiang's mother was a little displeased. She pulled back her hand without leaving a trace and said, "We'll talk about this kind of good thing when we have a chance. Today is Wanyue and Xiaoze's engagement party, so let's not talk about anything else."
Zhang Ling didn't give up. Without any definite news today, she couldn't see anyone. The wedding would take another two months. Time waited for no one.
Not everyone can enter the military district’s family compound.
He said shamelessly, "I'm telling you the truth. My two daughters are ready to get married. They can do all kinds of housework and are pretty. You can see that I'm not ugly. If you have any relatives who are suitable for marriage, you can consider it. We can become even closer relatives."
After waiting for a while, Jiang's mother said, "I'm sorry, there are currently no gay men of marriageable age among my relatives."
Even if there is, she still needs to think about it more.
Zhang Ling still refused to give up: "Really? Anyone in high school will do. My little girl is still in her second year of high school."
Seeing Zhang Ling's annoying words, Song's mother pulled her into the kitchen and warned her, "Sister-in-law, don't force me to slap you on such a good day. If you want your daughter to marry a rich man, can you tell me later? Hold it in."
In fact, she felt that the Jiang family was a little too high-class, and she felt a little uneasy. It seemed that she and Old Song would have to work harder in the future.
Can't be easily compared.
"How can I try to climb up the social ladder? I was just asking casually. Didn't she reject me?" Zhang Ling pouted.
He sighed and complained, "I think she just doesn't like me. She doesn't ask my two daughters more questions. They are good-looking and can help out at home and outside. Compared with your daughter, she is much more diligent and capable."
Song's mother said coldly, "Being diligent, capable and useful also requires people to look up to you. Okay, just help with cooking in the kitchen. You're good at this, aren't you? If you fail me again, don't blame me for not giving you face in the future."
If it weren't for face, she really wanted to kick the person out.
Zhang Ling choked and said unhappily, "Okay, okay, I won't go out. I'll just work in the kitchen, okay?"
Really, wouldn’t it be better if we were closer relatives?
Song Wanyue covered her mouth and smiled, "Jiang Ze, you look like a groom today, it looks good."
She thinks men look their best in a white shirt and a suit jacket.
Jiang Ze raised his lips and said, "As long as you like it, this dress is newly made by my mother. Is it close fitting? I just think it's a little tight. It would be more comfortable if it was looser."
Jiang Feng, who was watching the fun, couldn't help but say, "Come on, Xiaoze, you have to dress like this to look energetic. Who among us doesn't say that your clothes look good?"
"Mom hasn't made any clothes for us this year. You are so lucky."
Ever since my younger brother came home, my parents have been paying attention to him. If he was younger, he would have been jealous, but he is already his parents' child, so there is no need for him to be like this.
Song Wanyue agreed, "Second Brother Jiang is right. Shirts should be fitted. Wearing it like this makes you look broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, handsome and tall."
She is generous with her compliments to her man and says whatever nice things he wants.
Jiang Ze praised: "Wanyue looks beautiful today, like a movie star."
Jiang Feng shook his head and walked away. He felt terrified by such sweet words.
Father Jiang and Father Song came to the backyard to deal with the deer, and everyone came over to watch the fun.
"Dad, how about we eat roasted venison? I brought some seasonings today." Jiang Ze suggested.
Seeing everyone nodding in agreement, Jiang Ze put the processed venison on the grill.
In less than an hour, I could smell the fragrance.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they began to discuss engagement and marriage.
Grandpa Song and Grandma Song sat in the upper seats and did not comment on the matter.
The whole process was discussed by Song's father and mother and Jiang's father and mother.
Mother Jiang held Song Wanyue's hand affectionately and said, "Wanyue is such a pretty girl, and she's a college student. My son is so lucky. Hahaha, in-laws, you can rest assured to marry your daughter to Xiaoze. If this boy dares to treat Wanyue badly, you can deal with him yourself. I won't say anything more."
Song Wanyue was not timid and smiled widely, "Aunt, Jiang Ze will not bully me."
Song's father smiled cheerfully: "Look, my daughter hasn't even gotten married yet and she's already speaking for her son-in-law. I, an old father, am getting very anxious when I hear this."
The elbow is bent outward, and the girl cannot be kept when she grows up.
Father Jiang said seriously: "Everyone knows that Xiaoze has only been home for a short time. We originally planned to separate the family as soon as the children got married, but Xiaoze just came back, and we are reluctant to let him go."
"The child has not been with us for a year, so we hope to wait until two months after the marriage before the family is separated."
"To be honest, with so many people living in our house, it's pretty crowded. It's selfish of us as parents to keep the child with us. Please forgive me."
Mother Jiang smiled at Father Jiang with satisfaction: "Yes, we made this decision after discussing it."
According to the Jiang family's rules, the family property must be separated upon marriage, but in their case it has been delayed for two months.
Break the rules.
Nowadays, families in the city who have the means do things this way. After all, when a family lives together, there are always inconveniences. Once the grandchildren are born, the house becomes even more noisy.
Grandma Song smiled and said, "We understand. Xiaoze suffered a lot in the past. You as his parents should make it up to him and cultivate some feelings. Even though our Song family has split up, we still eat together during festivals. When we get older, we just want to have some fun."
At her age, it is difficult for her to live to eighty. She suffered a lot when she was young, and it is a relief if she can live to seventy.
Mother Jiang smiled gratefully: "Well, thank you for your understanding. By the way, the betrothal gift from our Jiang family is one hundred and one plus a lady's watch. As for the deer and those canned fruits, candies and cakes, they are all gifts for meeting and are not included. See if you have anything else to add."
"Nothing to add, one in a hundred, this has a good meaning, good, good." Song's father nodded happily.
Zhang Ling's eyes fell on the betrothal gifts again, which made her extremely jealous. If the Jiang family was not powerful, she would have wanted to break up this marriage.
The marriage that the third branch of the Song family got was really good, too good, too good.
But she couldn't get such a good son-in-law.
Uncle Song knew what his wife was thinking, and he reached out and poked her lower back, "Don't say bad things, or I'll send you back to your parents' home. This time I'll have to wait until the Chinese New Year to take you home."
"Why? It's only been a short time since the New Year, you have such a cruel heart." Zhang Ling gritted her teeth.
Song's mother had no objection either. They knew how much the bride price was and it was just a formality.
Mother Song cleared her throat and said, "No problem. The dowry we prepared for Wanyue is 200 yuan. As for the watch, Wanyue has already given one to Xiaoze. We have all the four major items, so we won't buy a new one."
If you buy too much, it will just gather dust at home.
Seeing her eldest son and daughter-in-law secretly making trouble, Grandma Song looked up at Zhang Ling and used her eyes to warn them to be quiet.
If she hadn't been concerned about the presence of guests, she would have at least caught the person and said a few words to him.
After seeing off the Jiang family, Song Wanyue discussed going out with Song Xuemei.
Song Xuemei sat on a stool, quietly watching Song Wanyue put on makeup.
In less than half an hour, the bright and pretty girl turned into a pretty lady.
Ten points of beauty reduced to four points.
She opened her mouth in surprise and asked, "Sister, where did you learn how to change your face?"
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