"The eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month."
Da Bao said.
He also went to see his future brother-in-law and was very satisfied to find him tall and handso.
"I’ll definitely go then."
Xiao Bao quietly asked, "Brother Er Dan, are you going back ho with us for the New Year this year?"
Going back ho for the New Year?
This question suddenly stumped Er Dan.
How many years has it been since he last went back?
He hadn’t returned ever since he left.
"I’ll go back and take a look." Who knows when the next ti will be?
"Brother Er Dan, when your brother and sister-in-law see you return, won’t they cling to you?" Although Xiao Bao hasn’t gone back every year these past few years, he has been making a trip every other year.
He’s seen Er Dan’s nephew.
"I’m not afraid."
He’s not a kid anymore, and besides, they’ve already separated their household. He wants to go back and visit his parents’ graves, to tell them he’s doing well now.
He’s already bought a house and is currently paying it off.
Yun Xiaoxiao certainly wouldn’t forget about Er Dan either.
Moreover, Er Dan plans to settle down in the Capital City, and settling down naturally ans buying a house.
It’s more cost-effective to buy now since the price will only go up later.
The eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month is auspicious for marriage.
On this day, Fang iyun’s house was very lively.
Although Fang iyun and Wang Yuei both know how to do makeup, Yun Xiaoxiao still did Fang iyun’s makeup today.
"Sister Xiao Yun looks so beautiful." Even though Xiao Bao is learning to play chess with Elder Huo now, his lively nature hasn’t changed.
"Yes, Sister Xiao Yun looks beautiful." This was Youzi speaking.
Youzi had heard about Fang iyun’s wedding and ca to join the fun.
"You two little ones, go block the door in a bit." Yun Xiaoxiao looked at the group of kids, especially her two at ho, who shot up tall and were much taller than their peers now, making it hard to tell they’re from the south.
"Aunt Yun, I want to go too, and I know Brother Jinyan." Youzi also knew Su Jinyan but today he was with the bride’s family.
Da Bao, the oldest among the younger ones, led a group of kids outside, waiting for Su Jinyan to co pick up the bride.
Those coming to pick up the bride included Su Jinyan’s graduate school classmates and people from the compound.
"Youzi, what are you doing here?"
Youzi glanced at them, "Don’t try to get too close, I’m with the bride’s family today."
Despite his young age, Youzi counted as being of the sa generation as them.
This made everyone laugh.
"Jinyan, give us a red envelope."
This group hadn’t seen the future sister-in-law yet?
But there were quite a few kids in this group.
Why were there so many kids from the bride’s side?
"Uncle, we don’t want your red envelope, just write a love letter on the spot and read it aloud."
The groomsn were stunned by this, while so couldn’t help but laugh.
"Who is this kid?"
"I don’t know who he is, but I’ve seen the other kid; he often goes to Elder Huo’s house."
"I know, this kid has participated in several calligraphy competitions and won every ti."
"Senior Sister Yun’s two kids."
Su Jinyan looked at the kids, none of whom showed any sign of wanting a red envelope, and they all seed to follow Da Bao’s lead.
What’s the big deal?
Before he could say anything, a kid handed over paper and pen.
"Yangyang..."
He was Zhao Xinxin’s son, now in the big class, starting elentary school next fall; he stayed back a year.
Su Jinyan wrote the love letter and even read it out loud with a blush. The kids didn’t make things difficult for him and soon got to see the bride.
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