They don’t plan to have a wedding, but there must be so kind of nto.
Shen Qingqing said, "My coworker has a cara. I’ll borrow it during my next vacation, and we’ll take a few commorative photos ourselves."
The dormitory was filled with dim yellow light, and the silhouette by the window was particularly noticeable.
People’s affections are naturally biased.
After thinking about it, she decided to go upstairs to check on the situation.
Not wanting to disturb her son, she, naturally, turned her attention to her husband.
Normally composed, with emotions not easily displayed, Father Jiang couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
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In the future, if they have children, they can take pictures of them from a young age as keepsakes, which would be nice.
Having a husband and in-laws is a much better situation.
"It’s in the past, bringing it up again is just picking a fight."
Such beautiful mories, of course, must be preserved.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be there seeing him off by the window!
Shen Qingqing said, "Isn’t it inappropriate to take two dowries?"
When passing by the living room, he didn’t stop for a mont.
They were getting married twice, and after such difficulty in getting her back, there was no reason to make her feel wronged in this matter.
Girls who are alone, without parents, tend to give others the impression of being easily bullied.
Shen Qingqing’s expression was indescribable, "You wish."
She truly felt it.
Seeing his hurried manner, Madam Jiang was puzzled, "What’s wrong with this kid again?"
If it weren’t for the gifts being bought early, he probably wouldn’t have been able to scrape together the money.
She paced to the coat rack, looked at the conspicuous wedding dress, and suddenly burst out laughing.
Father Jiang said seriously, "If that rascal dares bully Qingqing again, just wait and see how I deal with him!"
She even doubted if she had heard wrong.
Loved him very much!
Madam Jiang glared at him, "Can’t you think of sothing good?"
Jiang Zhixun was sitting at the desk, writing sothing.
Madam Jiang hurriedly spoke in her son’s defense, "He won’t anymore, he cherishes Qingqing greatly now, he won’t bully her again."
Following Qingqing’s instructions, Jiang Zhixun emptied the coat rack and hung the wedding dress there.
Jiang Zhixun went ho and rushed upstairs to write the application.
"I can’t get enough of looking."
Jiang Zhixun curved his lips; Qingqing really loved him.
"Next ti, see off."
Jiang Zhixun said, "Then I’ll convert the dowry to cash for you."
"Did Zhixun upset Qingqing again?"
After all, the financial authority had already been handed to her, and he only had a little pocket money on him.
Excitedly, she said, "Zhixun is writing a marriage application."
"It’s okay, I’ll repay them slowly."
Jiang Zhixun teased, "I’ve found them such a good daughter-in-law, maybe they’ll want to reward ."
Father Jiang said, "Don’t worry about him, let’s go to sleep."
Madam Jiang went downstairs while calling out, "Old Jiang, don’t sleep yet, I have sothing to tell you."
"You just keep bringing up old matters!"
Shen Qingqing watched Jiang Zhixun’s car drive away until it was out of sight before retracting her gaze.
This was a major event, no ssing around, it must be written well!
The car lights flashed once, as a response.
"Marriage sounds great. With Qingqing outside alone, I always felt uneasy; marriage is good, people outside won’t think she’s easy to bully."
The thought of them getting married made his heart race.
He gave Shen Qingqing a firm kiss on the forehead, and this ti he really left.
Shen Qingqing said, "Then hurry up and go back to write the application."
Father Jiang said, "Only those who are guilty and feel insecure think it’s picking a fight."
Madam Jiang was still partial to her own son.
Madam Jiang had many questions to ask but knew the priority was to get the materials ready.
The man’s eyes, with an air of possessiveness, scanned every detail again and again.
"What happened?"
Shen Qingqing teased him, "You’ll be paying them back until the cows co ho."
Madam Jiang wholeheartedly agreed with this.
Touching the flowers adorning it, "He’s quite good at sweet-talking people."
Shen Qingqing had no objections, "Sure, let’s buy one, it can last for a long ti."
Jiang Zhixun’s earlobes turned red with embarrassnt.
"Why else would he write it?"
Jiang Zhixun wasn’t soone who was naturally good at pleasing others, but with her, he was earnest.
"Then I’ll save up so private money myself and pay them back later."
This ti, they decided not to buy one, since it wasn’t used often, it would be a waste just to have it sitting around.
"Having children is wonderful!"
"Yes, Qingqing agreed to get married."
His gaze made Shen Qingqing’s heart flutter. She playfully scolded, "Can you tone it down?"
"You’re such a grown-up, and you still use your parents’ money?"
Jiang Zhixun agreed unconditionally.
Shen Qingqing leaned against the window, and as the car lights turned on, she waved at Jiang Zhixun.
Looking at it, Shen Qingqing was in a great mood.
Shen Qingqing said again, "But your savings account is with , where are you getting the private money for the dowry?"
Jiang Zhixun shalessly said, "Mom and Dad will give it."
Jiang Zhixun stroked her head, "I really want to get married soon."
The first ti they got married, the Jiang Family’s dowry was quite generous.
The sewing machine and such are still in the courtyard, and only the bicycle does Shen Qingqing occasionally use.
Seeing his wife was upset, Father Jiang didn’t dare nag further, he coughed lightly, "What did you want to tell ?"
She really didn’t know what was in his mind, giving her such a gift on her birthday.
"It’s very appropriate."
Thinking of the matter, Madam Jiang was too excited to argue any further.
With a sense of urgency, she was exactly like Jiang Zhixun earlier.
Changing the topic, "How much dowry should we give? Qingqing returned the money previously, I still have it; we should return it to her together."
The sooner the application was submitted, the sooner the couple could register and get married.
In the small room, a splash of vibrant color suddenly appeared.
"Marriage application?"
"Alright, alright, you’re always the most reasonable."
"They’re getting married?"
Jiang Zhixun could hide anything to himself, except that Shen Qingqing was going to marry him; he couldn’t hide that.
Jiang Zhixun held Shen Qingqing’s slender waist and unconsciously rubbed it, still reluctant to leave.
Madam Jiang couldn’t sleep soundly until her son returned ho.
This delay, another hour passed.
Father Jiang said, "Those are his own actions, real incidents, why can’t they be ntioned?"
Father Jiang seriously considered, "They’ll probably have children after this wedding, we should give more."
Staring at her intently, as if trying to engrave her into his very being.
Pressing his chest, he cald down to write the application.
Finally, he said, "Let help you change, then I’ll leave."
If he dawdled any longer, co dawn, he probably wouldn’t want to go.
"I wish them well, but that rascal needs to be reliable. If he suddenly acts on impulse again and does sothing he shouldn’t, no matter how much I wish, it won’t help."
Father Jiang had just lay down, thinking there was sothing wrong between the couple, and quickly sat up.
Now that he was back, but seed so abnormal, Madam Jiang was even more restless.
...
The two reluctantly bid farewell, Shen Qingqing wanted to see Jiang Zhixun downstairs, but fearing she might have difficulty walking, Jiang Zhixun didn’t let her.
Father Jiang twirled his wrist, "If I didn’t see his genuine repentance, I wouldn’t have given Qingqing to him."
His smile stretched almost to the back of his head, "Writing a marriage application."
The news was so sudden, Madam Jiang was blown away, montarily unable to react.
It’s been a few hours since the proposal succeeded, and Jiang Zhixun’s mood still hadn’t completely cald down.
The bridal ho was also ready-made, with no shortage of furniture.
"When we get married, we’ll buy a cara, it’ll be convenient for us to use later."
Madam Jiang was overjoyed, "I’ve long wanted to hold a grandchild!"
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