Clutching the letter she had just received that afternoon, Sun Cuiping had a bold idea forming in her mind.
If I were to report Song Qinghe, would she lose everything she has now?
Yes, definitely.
If I remember correctly, military personnel need to undergo political vetting before getting married, but Song Qinghe's background is problematic.
Based on this alone, she cannot pass.
A dark glint flashed in Sun Cuiping's eyes as she walked away.
Song Qinghe never imagined that she would offend someone again, and that it would be because she refused to befriend Sun Cuiping that someone would hold a grudge against her.
If they knew, they'd probably say, "You're crazy!"
Which law states that if you show kindness to someone, they are obligated to befriend you in return?
If I don't accept your kindness, you'll hold a grudge?
Why should I?!
However, Song Qinghe was unaware of this at the moment, and cooperated with Cui Mingzhen and Zhou Wanru to select the style of the wedding cakes.
Lu Zhengguo and Song Yiren were also busy writing wedding invitations.
The two old men went out and somehow managed to find some red paper, which Song Yiren then wrote on.
There was nothing they could do; the Song family was a family of scholars.
Writing calligraphy is a piece of cake for me.
Song Yiren was in charge of writing, and Lu Zhengguo ground the ink for him. The two old friends worked together and the work was not tiring.
Song Yanli was also busy, reading out names one by one from the list provided by Lu Zhengguo.
The family chatted casually as they worked, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious.
Song Yiren was overjoyed. He looked at Lu Zhaolin and then at Song Qinghe, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
Last time, it was all because I misjudged the Sun family and mistakenly thought they were trustworthy, which almost led me to marry Song Qinghe to Sun Zhiyuan.
Fortunately, his Qinghe is capable, has good eyesight and foresight, and saw through that villain's trick at a glance.
Otherwise, I don't know how I'll manage in the future.
Every time Song Yiren thought about this, he felt very sad. If he hadn't trusted Song Pingsheng so easily, no one would have taken advantage of him, leading his whole family to this state.
It's all his fault; he bears undeniable responsibility.
After all this was done, Lu Zhengguo called Lu Dongzheng and Lu Zhaolin, and took the two of them out to distribute wedding cakes from house to house.
He was tall and proud, clearly almost eighty years old, yet he didn't even need a cane.
Back when he was in Beijing, Lu Zhengguo would complain every few days that he had a headache, foot pain, or butt pain; basically, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
They sent Lu Dongzheng and Lu Xijun back to take care of him, and when they got back, he was perfectly fine.
It's obvious he's deliberately messing with them, trying to get them to go back and keep him company.
Now, it's clear that my back doesn't hurt anymore, my legs don't ache, and I can easily climb eight flights of stairs without breaking a sweat.
Lu Zhaolin was terrified as he followed Lu Zhengguo, fearing that Lu Zhengguo might accidentally fall.
As the first general to emerge from their village and a founding veteran, news of Lu Zhengguo's return had already spread throughout the village.
However, everyone felt that since Lu Zhengguo had finally come back, it would be better for them not to disturb him by going to his door.
That's why I didn't come to his door, but when I saw him coming, I was still very enthusiastic.
The first place Lu Zhengguo went to was the home of village chief Lu Jinguang. Putting aside the friendship between the two families, he couldn't forget the village chief when attending a wedding.
This is a very important event, a banquet!
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