Chapter 189 The Generous Third Sister
It was still Chunlai Restaurant, and it was lunchtime, so there were no empty tables.
There was nowhere else to talk nearby, so the three of them stood and talked near the restaurant entrance.
After Wei Zhao's questioning, Song Lubai had already explained her family situation.
Wei Zhao's expression softened somewhat after hearing this.
Song Lubai's family situation was slightly better than she had expected.
Although the weather in mid-March is not as cold as in February, it is still a bit chilly.
Song Lubai said, "It's getting dark. Are you planning to stay at the guesthouse tonight? Why don't you go to the guesthouse and book two rooms first?"
Wei Zhao hummed in agreement. "I'm leaving tomorrow morning, so I'll have to stay at the guesthouse tonight."
Song Lubai breathed a sigh of relief.
May you rest in peace.
Wei Yang's sister has such a strong aura that it makes you feel uncomfortable talking to her.
When are you two planning to get married? Will you hold the wedding here or back home?
Wei Yang glanced at Song Lubai and said, "It's too early to talk about marriage now. She lives in the city, and I live in the farm. It's really inconvenient."
Wei Zhao glared at him.
That look was quite intimidating.
Wei Yang recalled the days when he was controlled by his third sister.
His third sister's controlling nature was so strong that it infuriated him.
Wei Zhao looked at Song Lubai, intending for her to answer.
Song Lubai said, "My family doesn't know yet. We'll have to wait until they all know before we can get married. Besides, I'm not old enough to get a marriage certificate yet."
Although it's still a few months away from turning twenty, it's not time until it's actually here.
After Wei Zhao found out her exact age, he said, "If you two have no problems before the New Year, get your marriage certificate here, go back to the capital for the New Year, and then visit your parents' home. When you two are planning to get married, let us know in advance, and my older sister and I will bring some gifts to your parents' home to propose marriage. We can't skimp on the proper etiquette."
The other person's words were unquestionable, and Song Lubai felt uncomfortable but couldn't find a way to refute them.
She felt that the other person didn't like her that much, but they didn't disregard her either.
When Song Lubai was feeling conflicted, she saw Wei Zhao take out a woman's watch from his purse.
"This is a gift for you. I came in a hurry, and I don't know if the gift I picked out in the rush will suit your taste."
She was just thinking badly about him in her heart when he suddenly gave her a watch.
Song Lubai's face was burning hot.
She said, "It's beautiful, I like it."
Who doesn't like a watch?
Wei Zhao put it on her with a faint smile.
Wei Yang said from the side, "I wrote to my older sister asking her to buy me a women's watch. When you go back, make sure she buys the same style as before."
Wei Yang guessed that his eldest sister had only received the letter a few days ago, and his eldest sister might not have received it by the time his third sister came here.
Song Lubai waved her hand: "One watch is enough, there's no need to buy two, it's too wasteful."
Wei Yang said, "What my sister gave me was what my sister gave me, and what I gave me was what I gave me."
Song Lubai glanced at Wei Zhao's expression, and Wei Zhao asked directly, "Why are you looking at me? Are you afraid I'll be unhappy?"
Song Lubai nodded awkwardly.
Wei Zhao snorted, "I can't stop him if he wants to buy it for you. You two can just live a good life together and make progress together."
The siblings were talking about their family situation, but Song Lubai couldn't get a word in edgewise and stared blankly at her wristwatch.
Half an hour later, the three of them headed to the restaurant.
There are far fewer people eating in the restaurant now.
After asking the waiter what else was available, Wei Zhao looked at Song Lubai and asked, "Rice or steamed buns?"
Song Lubai said, "Rice."
She's been eating a lot of steamed buns lately, and she's been craving rice for a while now.
Wei Zhao ordered two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup, which was just enough for the three of them to finish.
After it was over, Song Lubai returned to her dormitory as if in a dream.
She had already realized that Wei Yang's family was different, but now, after seeing Wei Zhao's behavior, she felt even more that her boyfriend's family was extraordinary.
The cloth bag Wei Yang brought her contained a net bag of red apples, a bag of biscuits, and about half a pound of White Rabbit milk candy.
The next day, Wei Yang saw Wei Zhao off and went to find Song Lubai.
Song Lubai thought that Wei Zhao would leave at noon, and Wei Yang would see her off, but he might not have time to eat lunch.
Song Lubai had gotten a box of food from the cafeteria before lunch, and now she warmed it in hot water before handing it to him.
There is a table and several stools on the outside of the canteen, and the people who work in the canteen often sit outside and talk.
The two of them were sitting here at that moment.
After finishing his meal, Wei Yang went to the sink to wash his lunchbox.
After washing the dishes, the two sat facing each other.
Wei Yang asked, "Did my third sister scare you yesterday?"
Song Lubai waved the watch on her wrist in front of him, "I'll accept it even if it scares me."
"Whose sister gives a watch to her brother's girlfriend? Comrade Wei, your sister is really generous."
Seeing her beaming, money-grubbing expression, Wei Yang chuckled and said, "My third sister is quite assertive, but she's very good to her family."
He tentatively asked, "Then when you turn twenty, I'll file for marriage, and we can go back together for Chinese New Year this year."
The sweet talk was too effective; in Song Lubai's eyes, Wei Yang was now a gold nugget.
If someone accepts too many gifts from you, it would be unreasonable to refuse to marry them.
Song Lubai nodded. "Okay."
Let's get married first, and then we can consider the issue of us living in different places later.
We can't let such a good prospect slip away.
Wei Yang smiled and took out his savings book from his pocket: "Take this, don't be stingy when you need to spend it."
When Song Lubai saw that the amount on the document was ten times her savings, she shook her head and said, "You keep it yourself. I don't feel at ease holding it; I'm afraid I'll lose it. I have enough savings on hand, and I don't really need to spend any money anyway."
Wei Yang said, "From now on, you'll manage the money, and we'll deposit it together."
Song Lubai still refused to accept it.
"Keep it for yourself, and give it to me after we're officially married."
She was genuinely afraid of losing such a large sum of money.
As the two were talking, the staff of the newly established office returned with seven or eight people.
Song Lubai stood up, peeked inside, and asked loudly, "What happened?"
The man escorting the people said, "The police station's yard is too small. These are people we caught on the street who were reselling goods. The police station said they'll deal with these people after they've investigated the previous group and sent them to the farms below. They told us to register their information first. Comrade, I'll have to trouble you to ask the leaders to vacate a room for us."
Today is a day off, and there are still a few leaders in charge in the department. Song Lubai went to see the director of the logistics department.
Back in the compound, Song Lubai saw that the person in the crowd who was covering his face and not daring to look at people was actually Ma Song.
Ma Song, who was trying to cover his face, looked up and saw her. His eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth but didn't say a word, pleading with her to help him find his wife.
Song Lubai pretended not to see it and returned to the side of the cafeteria.
Wei Yang said, "I have to go back too. I received a notice at a meeting that the market is being rectified recently. The day before yesterday, Shicheng sent a group of people, including some who had run away and a lot of migrant workers. There's a lot to do. I'll come see you again when I have some time off."
Song Lubai nodded and escorted the man to the courtyard, watching him walk away.
At this moment, another group of people were brought over, and Song Lubai spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
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