When Lu Zhaolin and Song Qinghe went out to buy things, Zhou Wanru brought it up with the old man.
Lu Zhengguo had no problem, not to mention that Lu Zhaolin was his favorite junior.
His wedding should be a grand and lively affair.
Even if it's not a big celebration, it's only right that he treats his fellow villagers to a meal when he returns.
As for the Song family, they naturally had no objections. As the host family, the Lu family had the final say.
I had heard Song Qinghe mention it before; the villagers had provided her with a lot of help.
They should thank them too.
The two families hit it off immediately, so they decided to make wedding cakes here, planning to spread the good news and send out invitations to everyone so they could come and celebrate the wedding.
Song Qinghe was a little stunned after hearing what they said.
She originally planned to just get the marriage certificate once the marriage certificate was issued.
There's no need for extravagance or waste, and certainly no need to invite a lot of people to dinner.
Judging from the family's attitude, this matter is already a done deal.
Song Qinghe tentatively resisted: "I think..."
Cui Mingzhen looked up and said, "Xiao He, come and see what kind of wedding cakes you like. Pick one out. You only get to be a bride once in your life, so you can't be careless."
Song Qinghe swallowed back the words she hadn't said. Oh well, it seemed like there was no point in her resisting.
Oh well, let them be.
Song Qinghe went over to take a look. The wedding cakes were small and cute, and they looked very festive, which made people feel happy.
A secret joy unconsciously rose in her heart; they were getting married?
Seeing them carefully selecting their items, Lu Zhaolin quickly took out the things they had brought back and began to show them off.
"Grandpa, Mom and Dad, Qinghe brought you gifts."
"Grandpa Song, Uncle Song, Aunt Song, Qinghe also bought you clothes. Why don't you try them on to see if they fit?"
"If there's anything that's not right, we'll go back and change it."
That's what he said, but Lu Zhaolin's eyes and brows were full of pride.
That was incredibly exciting.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he's begging for praise, preferably praise so much that he feels like he's flying.
Seeing his smug look, Lu Zhengguo couldn't help but laugh at him: "Little Liu, you've finally met your match! Qinghe bought this for us, not you. What are you showing off for?"
"By the way, we all have them, except you."
"Grandpa!" Lu Zhaolin was extremely anxious; he wanted praise, not harsh words.
How could he say such a thing?
If you can speak well, say more; if you can't, say less. Honestly, you always have to make yourself unhappy.
After Lu Zhengguo finished speaking, everyone laughed!
For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard was very warm, and laughter carried far.
In contrast to the joy and peace in the Lu family courtyard, the one hiding in the dark corner was not so happy.
Instead of being happy, she was very unhappy.
We're all here in the countryside, so we should all live the same kind of life.
How come Song Qinghe was able to live such a good life in the end? Not only did she find a good partner, but even her family members were able to come to the countryside with her.
Looking at myself, I don't even have a place to live yet, and I can only stay in other people's homes and have to endure their whims.
Before the promised settlement for educated youth had even been approved, Song Qinghe's courtyard was already built.
What else can this vixen do all day long besides seducing others?
I didn't know who Song Qinghe was before, but now I do!
Just wait, I'll definitely teach her a lesson—
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