Deng Jianyan had no choice but to take out the first-aid kit and offer the last five meatballs to the cake. It glanced at them disdainfully and left.
"Girl, there are many ways to express love. Maybe you're not suited to cooking for your lover." Zhou Yue had no choice but to give her a way out; no one could stand this kind of ordeal.
After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's story on the phone, A Lei laughed so hard he could hardly breathe.
"Next time, I'll eat any of the ones you make, really."
Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt smug. Who said Deng Jianyan did the best? There's also A Lei.
Wang Lei volunteered to be the wedding planner. His time in Guangzhou broadened his horizons, and although there were still some limitations due to the era, his ideas were quite creative.
Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei are both people who like to save trouble and are not particular about details, so let's just leave it to him to decide.
Needless to say, the hotel was booked in Qi Si, and Wang Lei arranged for it to be placed in the courtyard of the villa for the ceremony.
Grandma Wang swore to heaven that September 18th, the 15th day of the eighth lunar month, would definitely be sunny and clear, and it wouldn't rain. Just in case, Wang Lei still put up a curtain. There were many elderly people in the family, and the weather was still hot in September. He was worried that someone might suffer from heatstroke, so it was better to be prepared.
Grandpa Hanhan and Commander Zhou have always been Wang Lei's logistics support, providing everything from flowers and grass to lawns.
Watching them busy every day, Qin Xiaoyu grew increasingly nervous. She was finally getting married, and that feeling was growing stronger with each passing day.
“The timing was just right; when those three were sold, Xiaoyu’s arrived,” Zhou Xing’s mother muttered to her wife.
"That's right, just thinking about taking care of Xiaoyu's child gives me energy again. You see, I haven't dared to get sick lately," the wife said with a smile.
"We've been so grateful to you all this time, Madam," Zhou Yue said sincerely. Having given birth to three children had thrown the household into chaos. Although Madam wasn't very agile, she still needed a good person to look after things.
“We’re all family, why say so much?” the lady laughed. “I have three silver bracelets, just enough for these three brothers.”
"Madam has already divided everything up. What if Xiaoyu has another baby?" Zhou Yue teased her, knowing that Madam had a lot of money.
"How much can Xiaoyu use? I heard from Aunt Wang that she can have a boy and a girl, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"They're really lucky, two sons and two daughters, unlike us bunch of bald boys." Zhou Yue looked at the three identical chubby boys and felt a little depressed.
"That's great, one is enough. I see that Xiaojin is becoming more and more sensible." Zhou Xing's mother felt sorry for her daughter. She was worried when Zhou Yue became a stepmother after entering the family, but now she was relieved.
“I don’t care about Xiaojin, but what about Lisheng? I’ve already given birth, but I don’t have time to take care of him, and the teacher keeps calling the parents.” Zhou Yue sighed.
"As long as we don't take the big risks, our families are doing alright. We can learn to do business from our aunts and uncles and have food to eat," the wife said nonchalantly.
“I suddenly realized that the women in our family are more capable than the men!” Zhou Yue suddenly clapped her hands and laughed.
"I've come at the wrong time, you guys chat." Deng Jianyan had just entered the room when he heard this and turned to leave.
Over the weekend, Qin Xiaoyu took Hanhan and her younger sister to the library. The library in the 1980s was a huge treasure trove; many of the books that were later out of print are now readily available for borrowing.
Hanhan has always been interested in military affairs, and Qin Xiaoyu has also intentionally cultivated his literary skills. She also borrowed two classic works in less commonly spoken languages for herself to nourish her soul, which had become parched from focusing on money.
As the mother and her two children emerged from the library, the sky darkened, and the dense clouds suggested an impending downpour. They hurriedly jumped into the car, and just as Qin Xiaoyu inserted the key, a cloud of dust billowed up outside, followed by large raindrops.
People outside hurriedly scattered, looking for places to take shelter from the rain.
Qin Xiaoyu started the car and was about to turn onto the road when she suddenly saw a wheelchair parked at the intersection. A woman was sitting in it, her body slumped to one side.
There was no one behind her; she sat alone in the heavy rain, her hair and clothes soaked.
Qin Xiaoyu suddenly couldn't bear it anymore. She stopped the car again, ran out in the rain, and ran towards the wheelchair.
The person in the wheelchair had a blank stare. When Qin Xiaoyu appeared, he was startled, but after seeing her face clearly...
Both of them were stunned. Was this a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road?
The woman in the wheelchair is Director Feng.
A bolt of lightning struck, and Director Feng's face twitched.
"Get out, get out, get out..." Qin Xiaoyu saw her mouth moving.
Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but sneer, then turned and ran towards her car.
Both children watched her nervously. After she sat down, the younger sister quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the rain off her head and face.
This is a classic case of reaping what you sow.
Qin Xiaoyu started the car without hesitation, stepped on the gas, and sped past the wheelchair, splashing mud and water everywhere.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw her grandmother among the crowd taking shelter from the rain on the steps, her face expressionless, not even glancing in Director Feng's direction.
Director Feng was living a life worse than death. It turns out the rumors circulating were true.
Qin Xiaoyu didn't go straight home; instead, she drove to Fengfei Jiutian Advertising Studio. She wanted to talk to Wang Lei.
"I don't know whether I hate them or not. I just hope Jingtian won't come back. He's a menace," Wang Lei sighed.
It's truly heartbreaking to see three childhood friends who grew up together end up in such a state.
Jing Tian's whereabouts are unknown. It was because his illness was exposed by the people from the Second Light Industry Hospital that he became a pariah. Everyone avoids him like the plague, so he has no choice but to leave for distant lands.
"I heard that she's being taken care of by an old nanny, who's quite old and doesn't take very good care of her. Now that you mention it, it's true, sigh, it's all fate." "It's all fate!" Commander Wang still couldn't help but sigh. Director Feng, Zhou Xing's mother, and Qing Xiaoxu, these four people have known each other since they were young, but unknowingly they've gone down different paths. Some have parted ways, while others have become lifelong friends.
“The last time I went back to the old house to get something, I saw her. She was pushing her wheelchair and running very fast. She probably didn’t want to see me,” Wang Lei sighed.
"I also heard something ridiculous. Jing Tian's father felt ashamed of his wife and son and wanted to sever ties with them. He's already moved into the bureau's office. Somehow, he started flirting with a newly assigned female college graduate and they had an affair. The female graduate's boyfriend caught them in the act in the office. It was quite a spectacle." After Commander Wang finished speaking, Qin Xiaoyu truly believed in karma and retribution.
"He's like a madman now, desperate to get his child back. Maybe he's just unwilling to accept it." Qin Xiaoyu felt that this decision was right, thinking of Tang Wenwen who was far away in Shanghai.
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