An Huan stayed at her father's house for two days, one night longer than originally planned.
When she returned home, Comrade Xiao Tiezhu was sitting there, looking at her like a nagging woman.
An Huan smiled guiltily and touched his head.
The effect is minimal.
An Huan bent down again and kissed him.
Xiao Zheng then smiled a little.
"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to go home? Don't you know there's someone waiting for you at home?"
"We are about to move to the south. How can I see my parents whenever I want in the future? They are so old..." After saying this, An Huan lowered her head.
Xiao Zheng said hurriedly: "It was my negligence. I didn't think about this floor. It's only right that you stay for two more days... Otherwise, I will accompany you back home and stay for two more days?"
An Huan shook her head. "No need. We can just stop by and take a look before we leave."
Next, An Huan moved the valuables from her home to the courtyard house in the capital.
The courtyard house had been renovated long ago, with many modern amenities added to the interior, yet they blended in well with the original classical style, making it feel seamless. During the renovation, a storage room was reserved for An Hua, who stored all the antiques there.
Song Yi said to An Huan, "I have a friend who bought a mountain in India that specializes in red sandalwood. I bought some wood from him and am looking for a craftsman to make custom furniture. I'll eventually replace all the furniture in my house with red sandalwood."
An Huan looked at Song Yi in surprise.
Song Yi smiled and said, "You mentioned before that you liked rosewood furniture, so I made a batch of it myself."
"I don't even remember when I said that!"
"It's okay, I just remember it."
An Huan couldn't stop smiling, and her eyes were full of love when she looked at Song Yi.
"Oh, you spent a lot of money, didn't you?"
"It's a gift from a friend, it didn't cost much." Song Yi said hurriedly, "Mom, please don't say you're giving me money. This is my filial piety to you!"
Song Yi interrupted An Huan's unspoken words and she laughed, "Okay, I won't say it."
During her stay in Beijing, An Huan was also invited to visit the Xu family.
In the small building in the General Logistics Department compound, Mrs. Xu affectionately took An Huan's arm and sat down.
Xu Kun sat across from her and said happily, "Sister-in-law, we invited you here today to discuss the marriage of our two children."
An Huan said, "The kids did say they'd get married by the end of the year, but if we want to discuss it... I'm alone today, and Lao Xiao isn't here."
"Hey! I don't know your family yet?" Xu Kun waved his hand. "Just do it and let him know when you get back."
Mrs. Xu glared at Xu Kun and tried to smooth things over for Xiao Zheng, who was not present. "Their husbands can't really decide on the specific details of the wedding. Old Xu is just sitting here to listen. We can just discuss it between the two of us."
Xu Kun quickly agreed: "That's right."
An Huan thought about it and nodded, "Okay then."
"This is a plan I wrote, take a look at it first..."
Mrs. Xu took out a few pages of paper, put on her reading glasses, and started discussing with An Hua...
An Huan stayed at Xu's house for the whole afternoon and left after dinner. When she left, she was still holding the crispy chicken that Mrs. Xu had specially prepared for her, just because she praised the crispy chicken for being delicious at the dinner table.
In August, after being transferred, An Huan took Xiao Yu'er and Xiao Zheng to the south.
In winter, she returned to the capital and began to work with Xu Dasao to arrange the wedding of Siqi and Chengzhi.
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