Chapter 116 When will I finally get a wife?!
She quickly added, "Besides, we've separated now, so we won't interfere in their affairs anymore. We can just do our own thing."
This woman really angered Zhong Chengfa. He stubbornly believed that Li Hongjuan was the culprit who caused the estrangement between him and his son.
Previously, he only thought that she was still his wife and he didn't want a divorce. However, after being angered and returning home from the Li family last time, Zhong Chengfa increasingly felt that everything was Li Hongjuan's fault.
But seeing his son clinging to Li Hongjuan's leg with such affection, he ultimately said nothing, only letting out a cold snort.
"Now that you're back, you'd better live a proper life!"
"If I find out that you're still the same as before, sending all the good things you have to your parents' home, then we really can't live like this anymore!"
Li Hongjuan quickly raised her hand and swore, "I'll listen to you! I'll never do it again!"
Zhong Chengfa then let out a heavy snort.
Meanwhile, Zhang Chunxue's home was filled with a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.
Zhang Chunxue kept putting food on Song Yanshen's plate, urging him to eat more.
Song Yanshen's cheeks were bulging from eating so much that he couldn't finish all the food in his bowl. Before he could even swallow one bite, his bowl was already overflowing with more.
Song Xingzhi couldn't help but laugh: "Sister Chunxue, I know you love your child, but you should wait until he finishes eating before adding more food... Look at her bowl, it's full of food, she can barely fit anything in her mouth."
Zhang Chunxue was a little embarrassed: "Oh? I was just worried that Xiao Shen would go hungry."
Song Xingzhi couldn't help but shake his head: "If this continues, we'll probably not just starve, we'll be stuffed!"
Zhang Chunxue then stopped feeding them.
After the group finished eating, Zhang Chunxue asked Zhong Xiao to take Song Yanshen to continue learning calligraphy, while she cooked rice porridge to feed Zhong Yuanyuan.
Song Xingzhi then rolled up his sleeves and went to wash the dishes.
“By the way, Sister Chunxue, there’s something I need to tell you,” he paused, “my house in town is ready.”
Zhang Chunxue was a little surprised: "So fast? Where did you rent the house? Is there enough room for our whole family?"
“It’s right over there in Wutong Lane,” Song Xingzhi coughed lightly, “It’s not rented, it’s bought.”
Zhang Chunxue was taken aback: "Bought it? Why did you suddenly think of buying it?"
Song Xingzhi cautiously began, "I think buying a house directly might be more convenient than renting it."
He swallowed hard. "Sister Chunxue, you're not angry, are you?"
Zhang Chunxue was somewhat surprised to hear this: "Why would I be angry?"
Song Xingzhi scratched his head: "It was originally agreed that it would be rented, but I ended up buying the house..."
Zhang Chunxue chuckled: "Why don't you, a grown man, make the decision yourself? Besides, you're spending your own money, why should I interfere?"
Upon hearing her say that, Song Xingzhi became somewhat displeased: "Then...won't that mean I'll have to hand over my money to Sister Chunxue to manage from now on?"
Zhang Chunxue blushed: "Why should I manage your money? It's your own money, you can manage it yourself!"
"How can that be?" Song Xingzhi said without even thinking. "Isn't it the wife who manages the money at home?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chunxue's face turned even redder: "We're not married yet, are we?"
Song Xingzhi smiled shyly: "Isn't this something that was bound to happen sooner or later?"
He cautiously asked again, "Sister Chunxue, are you really not angry?"
Zhang Chunxue thought about it for a moment and said, "There's nothing to be angry about... You're just thinking about the future."
Her tone became serious: "Since we're working towards the same goal, what's there to be angry about?"
Song Xingzhi felt a warmth in his heart: "Sister Chunxue is indeed a very good person."
He said with some confusion, "I don't know what kind of date Brother Aiguo is looking for. Why hasn't he come to propose marriage yet?"
His words revealed his eagerness without any attempt to hide it.
Zhang Chunxue hesitated for a moment: "Perhaps Brother Aiguo has his own considerations."
Song Xingzhi, however, was thinking that he would go to Zhong Aiguo later to ask what was going on.
After Zhong Yuanyuan had finished eating and drinking, Song Xingzhi washed the last bowl, wiped his hands, and went directly to find Zhong Aiguo.
Zhang Chunxue originally wanted to stop him, since Zhong Aiguo should have his own plans for this matter.
But seeing how impatient Song Xingzhi was, she gave up the idea.
Oh well, let it be.
She also understood Song Xingzhi's feelings.
Zhong Aiguo is currently at home taking stock of his belongings.
Yang Lifang helped from the side.
She was still feeling a bit resentful: "I was planning to offer to be Chunxue's matchmaker, but you beat me to it!"
Zhong Aiguo was somewhat speechless: "What do you mean I beat them to it? They asked me to handle their affairs, so of course I have to do it well for them!"
"Besides, given Xingzhi's personality, how could he possibly let Chunxue take the initiative to open the door?"
He wanted to say that Song Xingzhi had liked Zhang Chunxue for so many years, but since it involved their privacy, he held back and didn't say anything.
Yang Lifang was still muttering to herself, "Director Song is really generous. He prepared so many things just to propose marriage. All the unmarried young wives in the village must be so envious!"
After all, this is Zhang Chunxue's second marriage, and Song Xingzhi's preparations are even more grand than those for a typical first wedding.
As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.
When Yang Lifang went outside, she saw that it was Song Xingzhi.
A smile immediately appeared on her face: "Oh, isn't this Director Song? You've come to see my husband, Mr. Zhong, about something?"
Song Xingzhi was a little embarrassed: "There's something I need to talk about... Is Brother Aiguo here?"
"Why isn't she here?" Yang Lifang replied with a smile, "Isn't she just checking the things I sent for your marriage proposal?"
Song Xingzhi scratched his head: "I thought Brother Aiguo had forgotten!"
Zhong Aiguo happened to walk out and, upon hearing this, his face immediately darkened: "Look at what you're saying! How could I possibly forget something like this?"
He said impatiently, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush!"
"I already said we had to pick a good day! Tomorrow is a great day, and I'm planning to go with your sister-in-law tomorrow!"
Song Xingzhi smiled shyly again: "That's good, that's good..."
Zhong Aiguo couldn't help but worry: "Is the house ready?"
Song Xingzhi nodded: "Everything is ready, and we can get married anytime."
Yang Lifang laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Director Song really wants to get married!"
Zhong Aiguo couldn't help but roll his eyes at her: "Isn't that obvious? You're already this old!"
Yang Lifang chuckled to herself, "It's also Director Song's fault, you're too late to realize it!"
Zhong Aiguo curled his lip in disdain.
What do you know? They figured it out a long time ago, but they've been waiting patiently, haven't they?
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