"Xiao Yue, Mom really can’t bear to let you go." Zhang Hualian took Tang Yue’s hand, the groom’s side had not arrived yet, but she had an urge to hide Tang Yue away, her daughter who was so beautifully poised, was about to be engaged.
"Mom, what if I don’t get married?" Tang Yue suggested.
Zhang Hualian looked at Tang Yue with a laugh and a cry, she chided: "Xiao Yue, if you really don’t marry, wouldn’t you miss out on happiness and bla for the rest of your life?"
"Xiao Yue." Zhang Hualian gently stroked Tang Yue’s black hair, she said: "Si Yu is a good kid, I’m sure he will treat you well."
Thinking of Mo Siyu, Tang Yue couldn’t help but smile happily.
After breakfast, Tang Mingli and Wei Jiajia arrived, Granny Tang and Tang Zhengyuan along with Wang Aihua’s family also hurried over, finding Zhang Hualian’s family dressed up beautifully, Wang Aihua felt sowhat jealous.
Elder Mrs. Zhang had been discharged from the hospital and was staying at Tang Zhengde’s house to recuperate for a few days, and her health had visibly improved. She was delighted to see her counterpart Granny Tang, and the two old ladies sat together, happily chatting.
Zhang Huafeng and his wife Liu Cuixong also ca, bringing along Zhang Qiang and Zhang Min.
Zhang Min was surprised when she found out about Tang Yue’s engagent, thinking that these days, only those who have no money at ho would marry off their daughters so early, or because the daughters are disobedient, following n early and then getting married early.
Zhang Min ca to the Tang Family ho and was shocked when she saw Tang Yue, she didn’t expect her cousin, once dressed up, to be so beautiful, it seed, being too beautiful had attracted n too soon.
She didn’t understand what her aunt and grandmother were so happy about.
Zhang Min was disdainful in her heart but didn’t show it on her face; as soon as she entered the house, she just sat there watching TV.
Tang Zhenghong and Tang Zhengyue hurried as well, the Tang Family ho was bustling.
Wei Jiajia, Liu Cuixong, and Wang Aihua were all busy in the kitchen. Wei Jiajia wore a white blouse and plaid skirt. Seen from the back, one would never guess that Wei Jiajia was married and had children.
Zhang Hualian was also busy in the kitchen. Tang Zhengde was supposed to co, but since he had put on new clothes, Zhang Hualian, worried about wrinkling them, particularly asked Tang Zhengde to stay in the living room to wait and receive the Mo Family.
Zhang Hualian wore a new dress too and was especially careful not to get dirty while working.
Liu Cuixong and Wang Aihua also wore new clothes, being even more cautious than usual while washing vegetables, feeling joyous in their new outfits.
Tang Zhengde was sitting in the living room, his posture very straight, occasionally sending Tang Jun to the door to see if the Mo Family had arrived.
"Dad, you’ll definitely know when they arrive." Tang Jun couldn’t help but say with an irritated face: "I just went to check; it can’t be so fast."
"You go when you’re told to." Tang Zhengde glared at him.
Tang Jun pouted, reluctantly going. He had gotten up to check so many tis already, Tang Zhengde had him check every few minutes, sotis even less.
Tang Jun simply stood at the entrance of the yard, figuring he’d stay there to save the hassle of being constantly urged by Tang Zhengde.
Bored and listless as he stood, when he finally saw the Mo Family arriving, he quickly ran into the house to announce, "Dad, they’re here, they’ve arrived."
"They ca by car," Tang Jun added.
"Are they here?" Tang Zhengde subconsciously asked, then began to call for Zhang Hualian.
Zhang Hualian, hearing the urgent call, beca even more nervous, but eventually, Granny Tang and Elder Mrs. Zhang cald things down a bit.
Inside the house, upon hearing Tang Jun’s voice, Tang Yue felt her nerves slightly heightened.
Before long, the Mo Family arrived bustling into the house, just like the last ti they visited, everyone dressed grandly and carrying many items. They kept unloading things from the car, and the living room was nearly filled up.
The groom’s family provided the complete betrothal gifts that were supposed to be given. So items that were missing were fully supplented. The betrothal gifts were very respectful, and the betrothal money was special: ten thousand and one yuan. That one yuan, placed beside a stack of one hundred yuan bills, was especially noticeable.
The engagent was the occasion for both families to sit together, discuss the wedding matters, and at the sa ti, signify that both families approved of this marriage.
Mo Siyu couldn’t stay put and went inside to find Tang Yue. Mo Xiaolin almost wished he could marry Xiao Yue right away and fully supported his son’s move to find her.
Zhang Hualian turned a blind eye; after all, the kids were already engaged, so getting to know each other better wasn’t a big deal.
"Xiao Yue," Mo Siyu entered the room and imdiately saw Tang Yue, who was sitting by the side, busily writing and drawing on paper. Tang Yue, in a red dress, looked stunningly beautiful. The sunlight through the window shone on her, making her profile appear as beautiful as a painting. Her long hair was tied up, revealing a slender and graceful neck.
Ever since Mo Siyu entered the room, his amazed gaze never left Tang Yue.
Upon hearing the noise, Tang Yue turned around in surprise, and her complete face ca into his view.
Mo Siyu thought: Even the most beautiful words in the world cannot describe Tang Yue’s beauty now.
"Xiao Yue," Mo Siyu quickly stepped forward and hugged her from behind.
Tang Yue, startled, hurriedly said, "No, what if soone cos in?"
"No one will," Mo Siyu said lightly, smiling while hugging her delicate small body, feeling as if he owned the whole world. "They all know I ca here. They won’t be so insensitive."
"But... it’s not good," Tang Yue hesitated, looking at Mo Siyu.
"You are my wife, what’s not good about that?" Mo Siyu seriously said, "From today, you are my wife."
"I am your fiancée, not yet a wife," Tang Yue responded, looking up at him. An engagent only ans fiancés, not yet officially married.
"Sooner or later," Mo Siyu held her tightly, his head buried in her neck, his warm breath tickling her neck, and his voice whispering in her ear, "Xiao Yue, why are you only nineteen!"
Tang Yue remained silent, her lips pursing as she replied, "I want to always be eighteen."
"That won’t do, if you’re forever eighteen, how can I marry you?" Mo Siyu looked her up and down, saying, "Don’t worry, in my heart, you’re always eighteen, always beautiful."
Reviews
All reviews (0)