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"Today is a happy day. Congratulations to Captain Tang on his wedding. He is fortunate to marry my beautiful and generous cousin. As their cousin, I would like to express my personal blessings to them." As soon as these words came out, Tang Yizhou couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and Xue Wanning felt embarrassed.
Her face flushed again and again, and she gently tugged at his clothes to tell him to stop talking.
Xue Zhan also coughed lightly and said, "Next, please invite the parents of both parties to come on stage and give their blessings to the newlyweds."
There was applause from the audience, showing that everyone was very supportive of this marriage.
The speakers were the fathers of both parties, and their wishes were very simple, wishing them a long and happy life together, a long life together, etc.
After the ceremony, Tang Huaishan and Shen Huilan took Tang Yizhou and Xue Wanning to each table to toast. When they got to the table where Tang Yiyi and the others were sitting, everyone was their family. Tang Yiyi said happily, "Happy wedding to my eldest brother and sister-in-law, and may you have a baby soon. I'm looking forward to holding my nephew."
These words made Xue Wanning's cheeks redder, but she nodded.
Tang Yiyi stopped teasing and didn't say anything.
They continued to toast the next table,
Shen Ziwei sat next to Tang Yiyi, looking at the wedding dress on Xue Wanning. She couldn't take her eyes off it. It was so beautiful.
He fell in love with the bride as soon as she entered the room, and knew it was Tang Yiyi who did it, so he caught Tang Yiyi's attention.
"Sister, my sister-in-law's clothes are so beautiful. When I get married, can you make me one too?"
Tang Yiyi glanced at her and smiled, "Of course, but you don't have a partner yet. Isn't it a bit early to think about this?"
"It's not too early. Look, I'm already eighteen, and I'll be nineteen after the Chinese New Year. It's not too early, right?" Shen Ziwei said seriously.
It’s already 19 days after the Lunar New Year, and I’m really not a child anymore.
Tang Yiyi thought to herself: I was pregnant at the age of nineteen.
Looking at his two eldest sons who were eating happily beside him, the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Okay, your wedding dress is on me."
Shen Ziwei quickly corrected: “No, there is also a husband, it’s all up to you.”
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