The next few days.
Whether Cen Yue intentionally or unintentionally, as long as it was linked to numbers, it would always be linked to the wedding date.
Song Yiyi asked casually, "Is it time to get the marriage certificate or time to get married?"
In fact, she didn't remember either of them.
But she thought about it and realized that the time was on the marriage certificate. When Cen Yue was not at home, she would just look at it and find out.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yue's lips curled up slightly, and he looked at her with a teasing look, "Think of it as getting married."
Song Yiyi: “…”
She tried to remember.
Later, Aunt Wang told me the answer: "I remember, August 8th, which is the 19th day of the 11th lunar month!"
After Aunt Wang finished speaking, she realized it belatedly and stared at Song Yiyi, "Oh, you didn't forget, did you?"
She pulled Cheng Cheng over and laughed loudly, "Little Cheng, your mother's memory is not as good as an old woman like me."
Aunt Wang's laughter is too exaggerated.
Chengcheng pulled the corners of his lips, revealing a fake smile, his face full of embarrassment.
Very cute.
Song Yiyi suddenly realized.
She has never paid much attention to wedding anniversaries.
Maybe it’s because after marrying Cen Yue, every day feels like a newlywed life.
There is simply not enough time.
She can see her every day and her every wish can be fulfilled.
Even a look.
Cen Yue could understand what she meant.
Song Yiyi never had a hope that was dashed.
Therefore, we will not rely on festivals to expect something that we want but cannot get.
She got everything she wanted.
But in fact, Cen Yue celebrates every anniversary seriously.
Every time this day comes, whether it is the weekend or not, he will make time.
Except for going to the battlefield.
No wonder Cen Yue called that day.
Song Yiyi suddenly realized that she seemed very slow.
Cen Yue gave her much more than she saw.
When Song Yiyi was daydreaming, a bunch of gorgeous flowers appeared in front of her.
She looked up and saw Cen Yue and Cheng Cheng supporting her at the same time.
Cheng Cheng cried in a baby voice, "Mom, catch it!"
"Where did it come from?"
Song Yiyi took it, raised her wet eyes and looked at Cen Yue.
Cheng Cheng completed the task.
He was already standing aside, holding his own flower and pulling the petals off one by one.
Not gentle with women at all.
It seems like he is destroying a flower with ruthless hands.
Cen Yue's eyes curled up slowly, and he took Song Yiyi's hand and clasped her fingers together. Instead of answering, he asked, "Do you like it?"
Song Yiyi nodded.
Cen Yue smiled slightly, "Wife, this is a wedding anniversary gift for you."
The corners of Song Yiyi's mouth twitched.
It's July now, and it's not time at all.
Cen Yue was cheating on her again.
However, Song Yiyi did not refute. She went into the house, changed her clothes, and took Chengcheng with her. She coaxed and tricked her into wearing the little skirt.
Even Cen Yue was dressed very formally.
Cen Yue did not know why.
Song Yiyi kept the secret and just pulled the two of them out.
Arrived at the place.
Cen Yue looked at the familiar photo studio and sighed briefly.
"Did you forget something?"
Song Yiyi raised her eyes and stared straight at Cen Yue, her eyes clear and bright. "I know our wedding anniversary hasn't arrived yet, but tomorrow is Chengcheng's third birthday."
A hint of surprise flashed across Cen Yue's eyes.
He really forgot.
Cheng Cheng held his parents' hands and said quickly, "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!"
"Dad, I want cake, cake!"
Later, the family went to Bi Ying's house.
It was the birthday of the senior sister’s youngest son, and Song Yiyi made a cake and brought it over.
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