In Lanheng Garden, in the house of Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao.
Fang Xiaole, Song Yan, Fang Guoqing, Fang Shengnan, the whole family gathered together.
"Son, are you and Xiaoyao really planning to hold your wedding on May 20th? Isn't that too rushed?"
Song Yan asked worriedly.
"I don't think so. There are still twenty days left."
Fang Xiaole said optimistically.
"So when are you and Xiaoyao going to get your marriage certificate? Have you asked what we need to bring to the Civil Affairs Bureau?
Where should we hold the wedding? Which hotel should we book? Should we hold one in Yancheng and another in Lantern City?
Have you decided who you want to invite?
Do you want to go and pick up your grandparents?
How much does it cost per table for a wedding banquet? What kind of wedding candy and cigarettes do you want?
How much dowry should be given to Xiaoyao's family?
Where is the wedding room?
What are the customs in Xiaoyao's place?
How many cars should we rent for the bride's reception? What grade should they be? Do we want to have a wedding night party?
Song Yan said a lot in one breath.
"......" Fang Xiaole was silent.
"My God, is getting married so troublesome?"
Fang Shengnan widened her eyes and immediately said:
"Then I won't have a wedding anymore."
"Shut up!" Song Yan glared at her. "You haven't said your story yet! I'll settle the score with you later!"
Fang Shengnan shrank her neck and dared not speak.
Fang Guoqing advised from the side: "Teacher Song, are you thinking too complicated? Wasn't it very simple when we got married?"
Song Yan's death glare immediately turned to Fang Guoqing:
"How dare you say that? Do you know that many people laughed at me at that time, saying I was blind to marry into your Fang family and even had such a shabby wedding? Do you want your son's wedding to be the same as yours?!"
Fang Guoqing shrank his neck and dared not speak.
Fang Shengnan sighed and complained, "Look, look, there's no one in this family who's worry-free. I have to worry about everything!"
Fang Xiaole silently took out a notebook and handed it to Song Yan: "Mom, I've actually been planning the wedding for a long time. Please take a look and see if there are any details I've missed."
"Ah?" Song Yan looked at Fang Xiaole in surprise, took the notebook and flipped through it carefully.
"A total of 435 guests are planned for the wedding, including 33 relatives of the bride and groom, 79 close friends, and 201 colleagues..."
Wedding host He Tong, wedding planner Fang Xiaole,
Wedding process...
Wedding hotel, wedding candy, wedding wine waiting to be decided...
On May 19th, we chartered a bus to pick up relatives and grandparents from Shancheng..."
As Song Yan read, her eyes widened and she looked at Fang Xiaole: "Son, so you had planned this all along?"
Fang Xiaole nodded: "It's just that I haven't decided on a wedding date before. Lin Yao just said that she likes 520, so we decided on May 20th. As for the hotel, wedding candy and wedding wine, these details have not been decided yet, and..."
Fang Xiaole got up and went back to the bedroom, took out several large boxes, opened them and showed them to everyone. There were actually hundreds of wedding invitations inside.
Fang Shengnan couldn't help but pat Fang Xiaole:
"Of course, little brother! You've even prepared the wedding invitations. You've calculated that Xiaoyao can't escape from your grasp!"
Song Yan slapped the guy on the head: "Can you speak? Your brother is being attentive. Why don't you learn from him, a girl?"
"Tsk, my brother is just being careful, okay? Fang Xiaole, you plan my wedding for me!"
Fang Shengnan casually picked up an apple from the table and started eating it, while saying to Fang Xiaole.
"Okay, but it's very expensive, so you have to pay extra."
Fang Xiaole glanced at her.
"Fuck, I'm asking my brother for money?"
Fang Shengnan's eyes widened.
"Shut up!"
Song Yan's eyes widened and he suppressed the guy. Then Xiao Le asked:
"Wedding invitations are all blank?"
Fang Xiaole shrugged: "Haven't we booked a hotel yet? I can't write it."
Song Yan nodded and frowned: "So many details haven't been decided yet. No, I have to sit down with my in-laws tomorrow to discuss it carefully."
"By the way, son, how do you plan to give the betrothal gift?" Fang Guoqing asked.
Seeing Song Yan looking at him, he said awkwardly, "I only have 20,000 yuan. If they want more, then I can't do anything."
"What's the use of you being an old man? You can't even afford the bride price for your son's marriage?!" Song Yan pointed at him and cursed.
"How can you blame me for this? I haven't even seen my paycheck since I married you. Where would I get the money?"
Fang Guoqing said pitifully.
"Oh, old man, you are so miserable."
Fang Shengnan put her arm around her old father's shoulders and took another bite of the apple:
"I'll also ask Xiong Sangou to hand over his salary card to me in the future, hehehe!"
Fang Xiaole stood up again and walked back to the bedroom. This time he took out a property certificate.
"This is..." The family of three suddenly widened their eyes.
"This is a house not far from Lanheng Garden. It's not big, only 160 square meters, but it's enough for two people to live in. I want to use this house as my wedding house for Lin Yao and I. We will move in after we get married.
You can keep this house in Lanheng Garden. You can stay here when you come to visit in the future.
When we have children in the future, if you are willing to come and take care of your grandchildren, there will be room for you to live there.
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