I stayed in Heng City for three and a half days.
Although it didn't take long, Yan Ziyuan's road to marrying a wife had achieved a staged victory with his father-in-law. The other party finally nodded to him, expressing his approval and accepting the fact that he was his son-in-law.
Before they entered the station to check their tickets, Chen Guoxing pulled Song Fuyu aside.
"My daughter, when you go to Jing City and meet his family, don't be afraid, okay?"
"Although our family is not as well off as theirs, it's not too bad. Even if you stay at home and do nothing, Dad's salary is enough for you to eat and drink well."
"If his family doesn't like you and finds fault with you, it must be because his family has no vision. You don't have to care about it. Remember not to put yourself in a low position. You are the best."
"If we are not happy together, then we should not be together anymore. Come home. The door of our home is always open to you."
Chen Guoxing explained various things to Song Fuyu with concern. To Song Fuyu, he had to be both a father and a mother, and he was afraid that she would be wronged.
"The father I know, even if his family doesn't like me, I won't look down on myself."
Although her family of origin is indeed a very bad type in everyone's eyes, it should be said that it is the type that most families would avoid first. But this cannot be a reason for her to feel inferior. She is an independent individual. Because she likes Yan Ziyuan and wants to be with him, she is willing to go to his house and meet his family.
If his family didn't like her, she wouldn't choose to compromise just because of her love for Yan Ziyuan.
The father and daughter talked for nearly ten minutes, mainly Chen Guoxing talking and Song Fuyu listening.
"Okay, you guys hurry into the station. Remember to call back to let us know you're safe when you get to Beijing."
"I will, you can go back too, we are going inside, don't worry about me."
...........
The luggage I brought to Beijing was no less than what I brought when I came to Heng City.
The things he brought from the village were mostly for Chen Guoxing. But yesterday, he went to the department store and bought a lot of gifts for Song Fuyu to take to Yan Ziyuan's house.
Even though they are the girls and it is their first time going to the boys' house, they don't need to bring too many things, just a little token of their appreciation.
But the necessary etiquette should not be neglected.
Chen Guoxing, a grown man, didn't quite understand these things, so he invited Li Cuiping as a consultant and basically followed her advice in all the preparations.
"Xiao Yu, what did your uncle say to you just now? The two of them talked to me for so long without me noticing."
"My dad said, if your family doesn't like me and treats me badly, let me dump you and go home."
“Is this true or false?”
"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"
Yan Ziyuan was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that these words were indeed his uncle's unique style.
He was sure that if he dared to treat Xiao Yu badly and he got to know about it, he would never allow him to set foot in the house when he arrived in Heng City.
It was the first time he had seen a father who doted on his daughter so much, even to the point of indulgence, especially since she wasn't his biological daughter. If he told others about it, most people would find it hard to believe.
"So you'd better not be caught between me and your family."
"No, if they don't like you, I will bring my stuff and marry into your family."
"Your father would probably break your legs before you even marry into the family."
"Don't worry, I know my family very well. They will definitely like you as much as I like you."
"I'm actually fine. I don't have any worries. It's just that dad is a little worried."
Yan Ziyuan could understand Chen Guoxing's feelings. If he had a daughter in the future, she might be similar to him.
It takes two days of train ride to get to Beijing, and this time they bought a lower berth and a middle berth.
When I got on the bus, there was already a girl sitting on the lower bunk opposite me.
Song Fuyu didn't care too much and just sat on their bed.
"Xiao Yu, do you want to sleep on the lower bunk or the middle bunk?"
"I'll sleep in the middle bunk. You're so tall, it would be very uncomfortable to squeeze in the middle."
"Okay then, just sit down and don't move. I'll go get you a glass of water."
As soon as Yan Ziyuan left, the girl opposite immediately stood up. After observing Song Fuyu for a while, she finally mustered up the courage to ask.
"Little sister, is this man who went to fetch water your brother?"
Hearing this sudden address, Song Fuyu raised his head.
The person opposite was a typical person who was deceived by Yan Ziyuan's face again.
"no."
"So what is your relationship?"
"My man!"
Song Fuyu looked at the infatuated expression on her face and cursed in his heart, "Idiot!"
Yan Ziyuan doesn't look that old, right? He's in his early twenties. Since they're not siblings, what kind of relationship can they have? Could he be her father?
"Oh, I see. Sorry, I thought he was just your brother."
The other party sat down again in disappointment.
"Wife, do you want some water now?"
"No."
Yan Ziyuan placed the water cup on the table and sat down next to Song Fuyu.
"Xiao Yu, I am very happy now."
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"
"You said I was your man."
He said with a smile in his voice, in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
"......"
Are you a person with super hearing? Can you hear this?
"Put away your smile, I really want to sew you a mask to wear before letting you out!"
"Okay, when the train arrives, I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a piece of cloth. You can sew as many as you want. I promise to carry it with me when I go out."
"Look at you!"
"The other side is almost seeing flowers in your eyes."
"How about you assert your sovereignty and ask her to stop watching?"
"never mind."
If she really did this, she would probably be able to dig out a villa that would be big enough to carry her all the way to the Beijing station.
But the look in the girl's eyes was really annoying.
She had already said it so directly just now. It was unique that she could stare at Yan Ziyuan so nakedly. I just hope she can get off the bus at her stop as soon as possible.
"I'm not kidding you anymore. I'm going to go to the dining car to see if there's anything to eat."
"Go buy it now? But I'm not hungry yet."
"It doesn't matter. I'll go take a look first."
So Yan Ziyuan, who had just sat down for less than two minutes, stood up again and left the car, and did not come back until several minutes later.
"Wife, take the water cup on the table. I'll take you to another carriage."
Yan Ziyuan asked Song Fuyu to get up, and he took down the luggage he had just put down.
Song Fuyu followed him and came to the next carriage.
"Did you go change beds just now?"
"Well, otherwise I'm afraid that this little jealous guy in our family will get upset before he even reaches Beijing."
"I'm not jealous."
There was a smile in Song Fuyu's words, and one could tell that she was in a very good mood at the moment.
"Okay, I get it. You're not jealous. It's me who doesn't want to sleep in the same bed with him. I can't stand it for even a moment."
"By the way, how did you get the change from the flight attendant?"
"Want to know?"
"A little bit."
"In that case, shouldn't we give you some reward?"
After saying that, he half squatted and tapped his cheek with his index finger.
This person really is... However, out of curiosity, Song Fuyu did not hold back and quickly kissed him on the face.
"Okay, go ahead and tell me."
"I didn't really say anything. I just took out my officer ID and told the flight attendant that the person next to me had smelly feet and that my wife was pregnant and she wanted to vomit after smelling them."
"She didn't say much and just changed it for me."
"......"
What to do? She regretted it and wanted to take back the kiss on the cheek after hearing it.
This person is so shameless that he actually used her pregnancy as an excuse...