Song Yiyi looked at the clothes in the salesperson's hand with a hint of disgust on her face.
Although she is naturally beautiful.
But these pieces are a bit old.
Sure enough, the skirt that Cen Yue gave her at the last social gathering was an exception.
Before Cen Yue could say anything, the salesperson next to him spoke first.
"Comrade, is this clothing for you?"
The salesperson glanced at Song Yiyi and said with embarrassment, "That's not suitable. You should look over there."
Song Yiyi looked in the direction the salesperson pointed.
All floral dresses.
Before she could speak, Cen Yue, who was standing next to her, said calmly, "No, I'm buying food for my father-in-law and his wife. They don't know how to buy food, so please help me with the invoice."
The salesperson laughed. "Oh, I was thinking. You two just got married, right? Is this a customary marriage ceremony?"
Cen Yue nodded slightly.
The salesperson took another look at Song Yiyi and said, "Then buy these."
The salesperson thought that these two people looked like a couple.
But why does this wife look so stupid?
It seems like I don’t understand anything.
In this era, families with the means will basically buy clothes for their parents-in-law.
The custom here is to open the door on the first day.
It would definitely be too late to buy it by then, so Cen Yue took advantage of every opportunity to prepare in advance.
After buying a lot.
Cen Yue brought Song Yiyi to the compound.
As soon as we got in the car, Song Yiyi asked, "Are these clothes for my parents?"
Cen Yue nodded, "Yeah."
Song Yiyi wisely chose to keep quiet.
These things involve her blind spots in knowledge.
In her two lifetimes combined, she has no experience in marriage.
Cen Yue actually understood it quite well.
"You want it too?" Cen Yue asked jokingly.
Song Yiyi realized it later and remembered the phrase "throw the money in my face" and quickly shook her head, "I don't want to."
It's somewhat embarrassing.
She raised her hand and rolled down the car window, pretending to look at the scenery outside.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yue had no intention of letting her go.
The jeep turned the corner.
Cen Yue curled his lips and chuckled, his tone casual: "I know, you want to be hit by money."
Song Yiyi suddenly turned to look at Cen Yue and said before he could finish his next words, "I know you want to be hit too. Well, think about it. Dreams can hold anything."
She chose to take the Cen Yue road.
Who cares whether Cen Yue has a way to go.
The news that Political Commissar Cen and Song Yiyi were going to hold a wedding banquet on August 8th soon spread throughout the compound.
The man is Cen Yue and the woman’s brother is Gu Chengze.
The identities of both of them are there.
No invitation is needed. Once everyone knows about it, they come to us and express their desire to participate.
The military wives, led by Aunt Wang, also came to ask Song Yiyi.
After receiving Song Yiyi's affirmative answer, Aunt Wang patted her chest and said, "Yiyi, remember what I said, that I will always stand by your side, right?"
Song Yiyi nodded while chewing the melon.
Aunt Wang's face was filled with pride. "I've decided. On your wedding day, I'll have my daughter take a day off to do your makeup!"
"I'll make sure you look stunning! Even Political Commissar Cen will be weak in the knees when he sees you!"
A sister-in-law said, "Yes, if there is anything I can help you with, just ask."
"We'll come early in the morning and we'll all sit at the maiden's table."
As for where the men in the family go, they don't care.
There is still a week until the banquet.
A group of people started chattering and discussing how to intimidate Cen Yue.
How to help Song Yiyi gain more say.
Even though everyone knows that the promises made at the time of marriage may not be valid, they are still eager to try and are too excited to do so.
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