"Everyone left?"

"They're all gone."

"Is there anything else you need to do? Do you want me to go down and help?"

"Daughter-in-law, what are you talking about? You are the bride today, the most important person. Even if there is a lot of work, you can't do it."

"Just stay here and rest. If you are tired, just lie down on the bed and sleep. No one will come up to disturb you."

The "Dates and Osmanthus Fructus" that were originally placed on the bed had just been put into the plate by Song Fuyu.

In order to avoid missing anything, he checked the quilts and mattresses carefully.

"I asked Mrs. Liu for some honey and made a cup of honey water. You can drink some. It can help you sober up."

When they were toasting just now, his brothers made a lot of trouble.

After Ziyuan sent her up, he stayed downstairs for more than an hour. It was unknown how much wine he drank during that time.

Fortunately, he can drink a lot, unlike Jin Kai who gets drunk after just one glass and then acts crazy and sings while standing on a stool.

Yan Ziyuan took a big sip of honey water and put down the cup.

"Why don't you drink anymore?"

"I can't drink anymore. I have too much water in my stomach. If I drink any more, I will explode."

He didn't go out immediately, but pulled her and made her sit on his lap.

"Wife, I really miss you so much."

Yan Ziyuan hugged Song Fuyu tightly and put his head on her neck, acting like a spoiled child.

"What's going on?"

"I just feel so lucky to be able to marry you as my wife."

"Then you have to be nicer to me in the future."

"That's a must~"

The two of them stayed together for a while, and then Yan Ziyuan was called out of the room by Yan's mother. There were some things waiting for him to deal with outside.

After he left, Song Fuyu changed her clothes and went to the bathroom to remove her makeup.

"Xiao Yu, didn't you take a rest?"

"No, if I go to bed now, I might not be able to sleep at night."

Listening to her words, Yan's mother smiled slightly.

"Mom, is there anything I can help you with?"

Her brother and sister-in-law were outside packing up, and the children were helping to sweep the floor and wipe the tables. The wedding was over, and she felt a little awkward just watching.

"There are so many of us, and each of us has a small space, so we can clean it up quickly."

"Go back to your room and take a rest. I can't ask you to do anything today."

Yan's mother pushed her towards the stairs and motioned for her to go upstairs.

It was almost seven o'clock and it was completely dark when we started to have dinner.

Except for the eldest brother and his family, all other brothers and sisters-in-law have returned to their own homes.

"Mom, Dad, Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work today. You have been busy all day taking care of Ziyuan and I."

"Hey, it's not appropriate for a family to say such unorthodox things."

"From now on, your father and I won't have anything to worry about. We finally managed to sell Ziyuan."

"Mom, you made me sound like no one wanted me. I didn't get married before because I wanted to wait for Xiaoyu to show up."

"Only Xiaoyu can stand your gloomy face all day long. If it were a timid girl, she would have been scared away by you long ago."

"So my wife and I are a perfect match."

“Eh~~”

Yan Zijun gave him a look of disdain.

"What kind of greasy words are you talking about? I feel sick just listening to them."

"Stay away from the third brother in the future. You've been infected by him."

The third brother, Yan Zihao, is the most sociable among the four brothers. It is difficult for the atmosphere to be dull wherever he is.

In front of outsiders, his conversation was relatively normal, but in front of his family, Yan Zihao often said some corny words that made everyone feel sour.

"I'm telling the truth. What does it have to do with Third Brother?"

"Wife, don't you think so?"

In front of his family, he put his arm around Song Fuyu's shoulders without any hesitation and smiled openly.

"Stop playing tricks. You're tired after a long day. Go take a shower. I'm going back to my room first."

I have been here twice before, but have never slept in Yan's father and mother's house. Today is the first time I stay here.

While waiting for Yan Ziyuan to take a shower, Song Fuyu stood in front of his bookshelf, looking at the things on it.

This bookshelf is like a microcosm of Yan Ziyuan’s entire childhood, housing all of his childhood treasures.

There are small cars made of wood, a tumbler that has faded, and a big rubber rooster that has lost a claw...

There was only a small space, which contained more than ten textbooks he had used when he was in school, including Chinese, mathematics, science... She picked up a Chinese textbook and flipped through it casually.

Except for one article called "The Little Pony Crossing the River", she had never heard of any of the other articles in it.

The style of the book, as well as the content inside, had a sense of age to her.

There were several character illustrations in the textbook. She didn't expect that Yan Ziyuan would be so boring as to give all the boys in the textbook long hair.

She thought that people of Yan Ziyuan's generation would definitely listen very carefully in class.

I didn't expect that he would do such childish things as copying the characters in the textbook illustrations.

Yan Ziyuan’s birth year suddenly flashed through my mind: nineteen fifty.

In the future, if she met Yan Ziyuan, she would definitely call him grandpa without hesitation.

Thinking of this name, Song Fuyu stood in front of the bookshelf and couldn't help laughing. The more he thought about it, the funnier it became.

She had never dreamed that she would marry a man whose birth year was old enough to be her grandfather.

Yan Ziyuan finished his shower and went upstairs. Before he opened the door, he heard Xiaoyu's happy laughter in the room.

When he opened the door, he saw her standing in front of the bookshelf, holding a book in her hand, smiling happily, and she didn't even notice him coming in.

"Wife, what are you laughing at?"

He walked over, put his arms around her waist, and asked in her ear.

"Oh my god, you scared me."

Song Fuyu was so startled by his movements and voice that he jumped up.

"How come you came in without making any noise? You scared me to death."

"I think my voice is quite loud. You were so immersed in something funny that you didn't notice me coming in."

"Tell your husband what you just thought of."

She was holding her Chinese textbook. He remembered all the articles in it. They were boring. There was no way it was because the content of the book made her feel funny.

She pointed to one of the illustrations and said to him, "I imagined the scene when you were in class before."

"The teacher was giving a serious lecture, but you added long hair to the few illustrations of characters in the book. If your teacher saw this, he would definitely be so angry that he would kick you out of the classroom."

Of course she couldn't say what she was thinking, so she could only make up a lie.

"Isn't it because the classes were too boring before?"

He took the book from her hand and put it back on the bookshelf.

"Wife, today is our wedding night."

"The night is short, let's not waste it."

"I..."

Before she could even utter the word "tired", he sealed her lips with a kiss.