The three cars were dispatched as soon as they were announced.
"Oh my God."
She asked Song Yiyuan hesitantly, "Xiao Song, what does your grandfather do?"
Song Yiyuan coughed and said as low-key as possible: "He is a veteran before the founding of the People's Republic of China. He is now retired and at home."
"That's quite an honor." Lin Li said enviously.
Then he turned around and urged the Lin family.
Lin Qingqing took out the key to the new house and gave one to Xiaomei.
"Xiaomei, you don't have to go out tonight. Go for a walk with Zhou Lie and come back before nine o'clock in the evening."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Before Xiaomei could say anything, Zhou Lie rushed to thank her.
Lin Qingqing took out another roll of money from her bag: "This is what Sister Xiuhong gave me recently. I haven't remitted it to you yet."
Xiaomei happily took the money, feeling like she had picked up the thirty-odd dollars for free.
"You can also be free, come early and attend my wedding."
"Okay." Jiang Haixia responded, nodded to Xiaomei, turned around and left.
At this time, the Lin family had packed up, and Lin Li came out with his family, carrying the things he bought at the supply and marketing store.
The Lin family members were surprised when they saw the row of cars in the alley. When they heard that it was prepared by Song Yiyuan’s grandfather, they became nervous about the upcoming meeting.
I was afraid that I had done something wrong, or that the Song family was cold towards me, and I didn't know how to respond.
"Everyone, get in the car. We'll be arriving at the compound by seven o'clock."
When they heard that it was already this late, the Lin family members hurriedly carried the younger ones in their arms and loaded them into the cars.
When the guards beside the car saw people coming, they opened the doors and saluted the Lin family.
It made the Lin family feel very embarrassed.
Zhou Lie and Xiaomei stood at the door and watched everyone get on the bus.
Sitting in Song Yiyuan's car were Lin's father, Lin Qi, and Wang Chunhua.
Lin Qingqing sat in the front holding Sanmao.
The convoy moved slowly, and the speed increased instantly after leaving the alley.
After more than twenty minutes, we arrived at the military compound.
After inspection, the four cars drove in slowly. The speed in the compound cannot be fast.
When the people in the compound saw the convoy, they stopped and looked into the cars. They found that they were all strangers, but the cars all belonged to the three old marshals.
They were all curious about who could get the three old marshals to send out a car to pick them up, and some people followed the car to the Song family.
As soon as the convoy arrived at the Dong family's house, the neatly dressed Song family members came out of the room, led by the three old marshals, followed by the Song family members.
The Lin family looked at the rows of small Western-style buildings outside the window and the joyful Song family, and they didn't dare to get out of the car.
Lin Qingqing got out of the car first and called out to Grandpa Song and the others, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, my family is here."
Lin's father, Lin Qi, let out a long breath and helped Wang Chunhua out of the car.
As soon as Grandpa Song saw Lin's father, Lin Qi, he knew from their ages that they were his granddaughter-in-law's parents.
He stepped forward enthusiastically and said, "Hello, my dear relatives. It must have been hard for you to come all the way here."
Grandpa Song had tried his best to restrain his aura, but in the eyes of Lin's father, Lin Li, the old man's voice was like a bell, and his eyes were full of domineering aura, which made their legs weak.
Lin's father, Lin Qi, almost couldn't help Wang Chunhua get out of the car.
"Hello, grandpa, hello."
Father Lin responded with forced calmness and enthusiasm.
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