Seeing a piece of plain cloth with simple patterns, he took it in his hands and rubbed it repeatedly, thinking of making it into a tablecloth and spreading it on the table in their bridal chamber. If Song Shishi saw it on the wedding day, she would definitely like it.
Meng Xunzhou was well prepared and even prepared a special list to avoid missing anything.
It was densely written with the things he needed to prepare to decorate his and Song Shishi's wedding room.
He wanted Song Shishi to see a warm and festive wedding room, and he wanted to give her all the beautiful things.
Fu Shuxian was afraid that as a man, he might make mistakes while shopping, so she followed him.
As a result, she found that her son cared about her son's affairs even more than she did.
The items on the list were obviously made after consulting experienced people, so it was very comprehensive.
"We haven't even met with your Aunt Zheng to discuss the gift and the wedding date, and you're rushing to buy these. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
Meng Xunzhou didn't take it seriously and replied naturally, "Then you and my dad should go to Aunt Zheng to talk. Don't you always urge me to get married? Why are you not so enthusiastic now?"
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"Hey... you kid, you're blaming us now? Are you itching for trouble?"
As she said this, Fu Shuxian pretended to hit him.
But the slap was very light when it landed on Meng Xunzhou.
"Child, things like betrothal gifts and wedding dates are not something that can be decided casually. Your aunt Zheng is also a family of status and position, so they always have to pay attention to etiquette. Look at you, you are as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Meng Xunzhou was confident that he could take care of all matters related to the army, but this was his first time getting married.
He knows almost nothing about many things of etiquette.
That's why we need Fu Shuxian and others' help.
"Mom, you have experience in this area, so I'll leave this matter to you and my dad. If there's an occasion where I need to show up, just tell me and I'll definitely be there."
"Then your father and I will go to see your Aunt Zheng tomorrow. She won't return to the compound anymore and has been living in Shishi's courtyard. I have to ask your father to take a day off tomorrow."
When Fu Shuxian said this, it was obvious that she had thought about it a long time ago and was just telling him about it.
Meng Xunzhou put his arm around Fu Shuxian's shoulders and said flatteringly, "Mom, you are still the best."
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As soon as Song Shishi got off work, she carefully prepared her wedding dress with the help of her mother Zheng Peilan.
Although she and Meng Xunzhou have not yet started the formalities of their marriage, the marriage is already a foregone conclusion.
She was afraid that she would not have enough time to make her wedding dress, so she had to ask Zheng Peilan for help.
Meng Xunzhou came to her specially last night to tell her that Fu Shuxian and Meng Guanru would be visiting today, so she took a special leave today and stayed at home waiting.
At this moment, she was sitting in the yard, the sun shining on her body, her fingers gently stroking the fabric, her eyes full of longing.
Zheng Peilan was threading the needle at the side. From time to time, she looked up at her daughter with a gratified smile on her face.
"Shishi, what kind of pattern do you think should be embroidered?"
Zheng Peilan held the needle and thread, pointed at the fabric and asked.
"Mom, just embroider a simple flower, symbolizing that our future life will be as beautiful as flowers."
Song Shishi said shyly with her cheeks slightly red.
"hiss……"
Perhaps because she was distracted, Song Shishi suddenly let out a cry of pain.
Zheng Peilan quickly put down the needle and thread in her hand, turned around and grabbed Song Shishi's hand to check.
Looking at the blood beads appearing on her fingers, Zheng Peilan frowned.
"Why are you so careless? Is it painful?"
"It's okay, Mom. It doesn't hurt."
Song Shishi smiled and comforted Zheng Peilan.
Just as Song Shishi and Zheng Peilan were talking, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.
Song Shishi stood up subconsciously, a hint of nervousness flashing across her face.
She knew that it was most likely Meng Xunzhou and his parents who came.
Could it be that the relationship between her and Meng Xunzhou had changed? At this moment, when she thought about facing Fu Shuxian and Meng Guanru, she unconsciously began to get nervous.
Zheng Peilan looked at her daughter and said with a smile, "Look at you, kid. Why are you so nervous? Why don't you go open the door?"
Song Shishi walked quickly to the door, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Meng Xunzhou was wearing a neat military uniform, with a straight posture and a bright smile on his face. Standing next to him were Fu Shuxian and Uncle Meng.
When Meng Xunzhou saw Song Shishi, the smile in his eyes became even more intense, "Shishi."
Song Shishi smiled back, and then shouted to Fu Shuxian and Meng Guanru, "Uncle Meng, Aunt Fu."
Fu Shuxian also walked forward, took Song Shishi's hand, and said affectionately: "Shishi, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are getting more and more beautiful."
Song Shishi's cheeks were slightly red, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Aunt Fu, Uncle Meng, please come in."
Zheng Peilan enthusiastically served tea and snacks.
Fu Shuxian looked at the table filled with all kinds of snacks, candies, and fruits.
She smiled and praised: "Sister, you are so polite. It's really expensive to prepare so thoughtfully."
Zheng Peilan smiled and responded, "They are just some home-cooked snacks. Just don't be disgusted by them, Brother Meng."
After the greetings, the atmosphere gradually became a little stiff.
Meng Xunzhou was the first to break the silence and said, "Shishi, my parents and I came here today mainly to discuss our marriage with Aunt Zheng."
Song Shishi nodded gently, her cheeks turning even redder.
Fu Shuxian took over the conversation and said sincerely: "Sister, it is a blessing for Xunzhou to marry Shishi. We will follow your arrangements for the gift and date of the wedding. As long as the children are happy, that's all."
Hearing this, Zheng Peilan smiled and waved her hand, "Shishi and Xunzhou are both good kids. Marriage is a big deal, so let them decide for themselves."
Uncle Meng also said, "We can't miss out on the etiquette of marriage. Xunzhou is busy in the army and doesn't know a lot of things. How can two children understand these? I have to trouble Sister Zheng to bear with me."
Zheng Peilan quickly said, "Brother Meng, what are you talking about? The children's business is our business."
In the end, the result was reached through discussion among the five of us.
Fu Shuxian said that their family had prepared a generous betrothal gift, which included traditional gold and silver jewelry, as well as some currently in-demand items, in the hope that Song Shishi could marry into the Meng family in style.
If Song Shishi has other requests, as long as their family can do it, they will definitely get it done.
After hearing this, Zheng Peilan was very satisfied. She said that the bride price was just a formality and what was important was the children's feelings.
After all, they have been neighbors for nearly twenty years, and for many things, just a word is enough for both sides to understand what they mean.
They were able to understand each other, so the whole discussion process was relatively harmonious.
As for Song Shishi and Meng Xunzhou's wedding, it is scheduled to be held in mid-July two months later.
After the wedding date was confirmed, everyone felt much more relaxed and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
Meng Xunzhou and Song Shishi looked at each other, their eyes filled with happy smiles.
Song Shishi had previously said that she would invite Fu Shuxian and Meng Guanru to visit her in the Siheyuan, and she would cook for them personally.
But later on, neither of them could find the time to meet, so the guest was never invited.
Taking this opportunity, Song Shishi said hello and turned to go to the small kitchen.
Meng Xunzhou followed closely behind, cherishing every minute with Song Shishi.
"Xunzhou, can you help me pick some peppers?"
"Okay, I'll go now."
Meng Xunzhou added another piece of firewood to the stove, then stood up and walked towards the main courtyard.
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