Zhang Jinhua asked, "When is the date your family is looking for a date?"
Lin Yuan shook her head, "My parents said you can decide the wedding date. My family is ready to go at any time, since we need to accommodate your and Uncle's work schedules."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jinhua smiled slightly, indicating that they at least respected her family.
“We work six days a week and only have Sunday off. If we go there to attend your wedding, we definitely won’t have enough time. Let’s set a date and ask our workplaces for two days off!” Zhang Jinhua said, then looked at Zhao Fugui.
Zhao Fugui thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Lin, write down your birth date and time in a moment, and I'll ask my master to choose a suitable date for you."
Mr. Zhao still believes in these things and wants to choose the most suitable date for them.
Lin Yuan nodded.
Zhao Huanhuan stood up, went into her bedroom, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and placed them in front of Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan lowered her head and began to write.
"Is Xiaolin leaving at the end of the month?" Zhang Jinhua suddenly asked.
"Yes, I'll leave on April 28th." Lin Yuan nodded as she wrote.
Zhang Jinhua discussed with Zhao Fugui, "How about we choose the 18th or the 20th? We'll hold the banquet every other day and invite our relatives and friends."
Zhao Fugui nodded, stood up and walked around on the ground, starting to plan who to invite and how many tables to hold for the banquet.
Zhao Huanhuan glanced silently at Lin Yuan, then at her parents who were already discussing the banquet, and suddenly felt a warm feeling about the scene.
After Lin Yuan finished writing, she looked at the Zhao couple discussing matters, and Chun Jiao smiled as she glanced at Zhao Huanhuan to the side.
Zhao Huanhuan met his gaze, shook her head helplessly, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea, then brewed one for herself. Seeing that there wasn't much water left in the teapot, she took it to the kitchen to heat some more water.
Lin Yuan stood up and followed him inside.
After the Zhao couple finished their discussion, they turned around and saw the two people going to the kitchen to pour water. They exchanged a glance, chuckled, and turned back to continue their discussion.
In the kitchen, Zhao Huanhuan was about to get the thermos to pour water when Lin Yuan took it from her, saying, "I'll do it."
Zhao Huanhuan stood silently to the side and watched.
"Do you think it's too fast?" After pouring the water, he saw Zhao Huanhuan silently lowering her head and asked softly.
Zhao Huanhuan looked up and met his anxious gaze, then smiled and shook her head. "No, since it's what we agreed on, it doesn't matter whether we get married sooner or later. Anyway, you're going to the army after we get married, so I should thank you for helping me in this way."
Lin Yuan gave a soft "hmm," lowered her eyes, picked up the teapot, and said, "Let's go!"
Although the marriage was something they had discussed and agreed upon to help Huanhuan, Lin Yuan took it to heart and earnestly expressed his desire to marry Zhao Huanhuan to Zhao's parents.
After leaving the kitchen, both of them had faint smiles on their faces.
"Huanhuan, it's getting late. Take Xiaolin to wash up and get some rest tonight. Didn't you say you'd take him out to see Yuancheng tomorrow? You could take him to eat Zhang's Old Tofu; you used to love their breakfast the most."
One of the few remaining old workshops in the original city is Zhang's Tofu. Now, a soy milk shop has opened next to his tofu shop, selling fried dough sticks, soy milk, and old-fashioned tofu.
Old tofu, also known as tofu pudding, is eaten with braising sauce and various seasonings; it has a savory flavor.
In the south, old tofu is also called douhua, but it's sweet. In the north, due to different tastes, the name is also different, but they all refer to tofu pudding.
Zhao Huanhuan agreed, "How about we get up early and go buy some to eat?"
"No need, your dad and I still have soup and fried dough sticks for tonight. We'll go to work early after you get up. You used to always sleep in when you were in Jiaxing," Zhang Jinhua said with a doting smile, glancing at her daughter.
Zhao Huanhuan smiled helplessly, "That was before. I've changed a long time ago. I get up early every day to make breakfast, and after eating, I have to do farm work and learn skills."
The couple felt sorry for each other upon hearing this. Zhao Fugui waved his hand and said, "Go home and sleep in if you want. We don't have that much work to do." After saying that, he looked at Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously nodded to Zhao Huanhuan, "It's okay, you don't need to get up too early. You've been busy all day, you must be tired too, get some more sleep."
Zhao Huanhuan glanced at the three people and walked towards the restroom.
After washing their faces and feet, Zhao Huanhuan first led him to her own bedroom and settled him in to rest. Then, she took her old pajamas and went back to her parents' room to change into them before preparing to sleep on the floor.
At this moment, Zhao Fugui came in and said, "Girl, go to bed and sleep with your mother. Dad will sleep on the floor."
He first unfolded a bamboo mat that was placed against the wall and laid it on the ground, then put a cotton pad on top of it, before taking out a mattress, laying it out, and then putting a quilt on top.
"Hehe, Dad, how could I? I'll sleep on the floor!" Zhao Huanhuan looked at the floor and it seemed quite comfortable, so she couldn't help but be tempted.
"Go away, do you think your mom really wants you to sleep on the floor? When she comes back and sees this, she'll pinch your dad's ear!" Zhao Fugui said, winking at Zhao Huanhuan, chuckling, and then took his pajamas to wash up.
"Oh, right, Huanhuan, Dad has a new set of pajamas in the closet that he hasn't worn yet. Your mom bought some fabric and made it for him a while ago. Can you take it and let Xiaolin try it on to see if he can wear it?" Zhao's father went out and quickly came back to say this to Zhao Huanhuan before going out again.
Zhao Huanhuan silently responded and went to look in the cabinet.
It turns out that Zhao's mother can also make clothes.
She had just opened the closet to get the quilt for Lin Yuan and found a neatly folded set of pajamas next to it, which seemed to have been made by Zhao's mother.
Zhao Huanhuan took the dark blue floral pajamas to Lin Yuan's room. Lin Yuan was still awake and was sitting on a stool at the table, looking through Zhao Huanhuan's old diaries.
Upon seeing her enter, he quickly stood up, feeling inexplicably guilty, and gave her a sheepish smile.
"I'm not sleepy yet, so I'll sit and read what you've written," Lin Yuan said softly.
"Look, this is the new pajamas my mom made for my dad. He hasn't worn them yet, but he said you can wear them first!"
"Try it on and see if you can wear it. Dad seems a little thinner than you," Zhao Huanhuan said after looking him up and down.
His father is not as tall as him, nor as strong.
Lin Yuan responded and immediately began unbuttoning his shirt right in front of her.
Zhao Huanhuan blushed and was about to turn around and leave quickly.
Lin Yuan chuckled, "Didn't you want to see if it was suitable? Why are you running away?"
"Cough, I didn't run away, I just went to close the door. You can change it then!" Zhao Huanhuan said stubbornly, pushing the door open and turning around to look at him with a smile, but she couldn't hide her slightly reddened ears.
Lin Yuan chuckled softly, and without any attempt to avoid suspicion, generously took off her shirt sleeves.
However, there was also a military green vest inside.
Zhao Huanhuan: ......
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