After the beginning of autumn, time seems to pass especially quickly. The Mid-Autumn Festival comes in the blink of an eye. Because the Mid-Autumn Festival is connected with National Day this year, the holidays are also combined, for a total of eight days.
Originally, Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu had agreed to go out and play together during the holidays, but Jiang Yiyu had some urgent work and couldn't go, and he couldn't even go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Coincidentally, Song Shengsheng's grandparents and grandparents-in-law were in Jiangcheng at the moment, so Wang Jing and Song Qing decided to take Song Shengsheng and Song Ming back to Jiangcheng to celebrate the festival.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, a large family gathered in the Wang family's old house in Jiangcheng. In the afternoon, Song Shengsheng's aunt and her family also came. As soon as cousin Wang Cen and Song Ming met, they started chatting enthusiastically.
Because of her sudden marriage at the beginning of the year, Song Shengsheng became the talk of the town among the elders. Her aunt asked, "Where's your boyfriend? Why isn't he coming home for the holiday today?"
Song Shengsheng took her grandmother's arm, leaned on her shoulder, and smiled and said, "He's been busy lately. I'll bring him to see you next time. But we can see him on TV at 8 o'clock in the evening. He was on the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala this year."
My aunt groaned and stuffed the peeled orange into her hand: "What a good son-in-law! If you want to see him, you have to watch TV. If you don't watch TV, you can't even see him."
"Aunt, this is the nature of his job. Don't be angry with him. He's a very nice guy. You'll definitely like him when you meet him again."
Song Shengsheng's mother Wang Jing also said: "Yes, sister, Yi Yu is a handsome boy with a good temper. More importantly, he treats Shengsheng well. Song Qing and I are very optimistic about him."
Song Shengsheng's grandfather took a sip of tea and frowned. "It's a pity that his family is ordinary. Neither the Jiang family nor the Li family is easy to get along with. It's because the child is not close to his family. Otherwise, if Shengsheng married him, she would have suffered a lot of hardships due to the rules."
Song Shengsheng's grandmother also sighed: "Who says it's not true? The Li family is an aristocratic family. Although they have a long history of scholars, they are also very pedantic. When we were young, when we interacted with their family, there were so many rules. If the head of the family coughed, the younger generation had to stand up and greet them. We were so terrified that we couldn't even eat properly.
Let alone the Jiang family, whose rise to wealth was short-lived and whose nouveau riche habits have seen each generation grow worse than the last. Because they lack a family background, they harbor low self-esteem yet still want to maintain appearances, so they are even more fussy and pretentious. Of all the so-called nobles in the capital, the Jiang family is the one I despise the most.”
After hearing what the Song family's grandparents said, Song Shengsheng's grandmother couldn't help but feel a little worried. She looked at Wang Jing and asked, "Does Jiang Yiyu have the habits of those two families? What's his character like?"
Wang Jing said, "Yi Yu and Song Ming are good friends. You've met him before. We've watched them grow up together. He left home at the age of sixteen. He doesn't have any of the bad habits of the Jiang and Li families. He's polite and well-mannered, and his character is nothing to complain about. The main thing is, Shengsheng likes him."
Song Shengsheng nodded. She put the last orange slice into her mouth and said vaguely, "Grandpa and grandma, grandpa and grandma, aunt and uncle, and a cousin. You can all rest assured. Jiang Yiyu is doing well!"
Grandpa Song smiled and sighed, "What can we do if we're worried? You, your parents, and Xiao Ming, all acted without consulting us. They didn't even ask for our opinion on getting married. They just made such a hasty decision on their lifelong affairs. What can we say now?"
Song Shengsheng's grandfather poured another cup of tea for Grandpa Song and said with a hearty laugh, "If you can't say anything, then don't say anything. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As long as the child is happy, that's all. And look at Shengsheng. From childhood to adulthood, we don't have to worry about anything. What a good child. And look at the two older ones, Song Ming and Wang Cen. One is 28 and the other is already 30. They still don't even have a partner, but they are not in a hurry at all. They just sit there with their mouths wide open, showing their big teeth and laughing foolishly!"
When this was mentioned, the whole family's eyes turned to Wang Cen and Song Ming, who were sitting in front of the tea table not far away and chatting about stock funds.
After feeling the unfriendly gazes, Wang Cen nudged Song Ming with his elbow. Song Ming followed his gaze and shuddered, getting goose bumps all over his body.
As a result, the focus of the elders' attention was successfully shifted to them.
Until before dinner, they were both being urged to get married in various ways.
Song Shengsheng sat aside and listened with great interest, occasionally deliberately agreeing with the elders, but when Song Ming glared at her, she immediately shut up.
During the meal, Jiang Yiyu called her on video. Song Shengsheng put down her chopsticks, held up her phone, and took him to meet the elders in the family. Jiang Yiyu behaved appropriately and naturally, and the elders also had a better impression of him.
After dinner, Song Shengsheng lay on a recliner under the eaves in the backyard, holding up his phone to show Jiang Yiyu the moon over Jiangcheng tonight. On the other side of the video, Jiang Yiyu had just started eating dinner. Because the team was with him, even though it was a holiday today, he ate his usual fitness meals that were not very oily or flavorful. The only snack was a quarter of a mooncake with egg yolk and lotus seed paste that Xiao Chen had just given him.
Jiang Yiyu picked up the mooncake, took a small bite, and frowned. "It's not tasty." He turned around and asked Xiao Chen, "Where did you buy these mooncakes from? Why do they smell weird?"
Song Shengsheng watched. Xiao Chen, upon hearing this, bent down and retrieved the mooncake bag he had just thrown into the trash can. After taking a closer look, he looked at Jiang Yiyu a little embarrassedly and said, "It seems to be expired."
Jiang Yiyu curled his lips and quickly put the mooncake down. He turned back to Song Shengsheng and sighed, "My dear, look at me, a boss, and I want to eat a mooncake for Mid-Autumn Festival, but it's expired."
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