"As for ourselves, we have to be considerate. The result of my discussion with Xiaojue's mother is that we will pay for the three gold coins and the banquet, and you can keep the gift money you receive. We have another small shop at home, and we will wait for you to have children.
, we will give this shop to our grandson as a meeting gift for him."
Huang's mother looked at Yan Xixi and said: "Don't worry, our family is completely in line with the local customs. We have never favored boys over girls. As long as it is our own flesh and blood, we all like it, regardless of whether it is our grandchildren. Xiaojue's father and I are the only ones
My only wish is to have a baby to hold as soon as possible."
"Yes, your mother and I are not too old yet, and our hands and feet are still agile, so we can help you take care of your children. If you are not used to it by then, we can also hire a confinement nanny."
Huang Xiaojue laughed: "Dad, Mom, you think too much. You can keep the shop at home to collect rent and improve your life. We will take care of our children ourselves."
Huang's mother glared at him: "What do we do with so much money? I have a pension, your father's salary is also high, and the family's daily expenses are more than enough. Besides, you bought all the valuable things for me and your father. We are just like you
As a son, if I don’t give the things at home to my grandson, who will give them to me?”
Father Huang also smiled: "Xiaojue, we are very, very satisfied with you. None of my old friends spent all their savings to buy a wedding room for their son to prepare for the wedding. Now that housing prices are so high, young people
It's impossible not to be old. However, you relied entirely on your own abilities and put no pressure on us at all. Just handling your wedding made it very, very easy for us."
Yan Xixi was really touched, and even her view of Huang's mother changed drastically - no matter what, she loved her son selflessly and without reservation.
Father Huang took out an almanac and flipped through it: "I have asked a friend to read it. There are two good days before May Day next year that are suitable for marriage. One is February 18th, and the other is April 27th. 2
The month is too hasty, there is no time to prepare, and it is inconvenient to order a banquet or something, I mean April 27th. What do you two think?"
"I think April 27th is good."
Huang Xiaojue turned to her, "Xixi, what do you think?"
Yan Xixi really couldn't think of any other reasons for her refusal, so she nodded lightly.
"Okay, it's settled. After the New Year, we will start preparations immediately. You two also took wedding photos and other things."
"Dad, don't worry, I have a sense of discretion in this matter."
Huang's father looked at Yan Xixi again: "Xixi, come back with Xiaojue during the Chinese New Year. Just tell us what you like to eat. You are both busy at work, so take advantage of the holidays to catch up."
"Thank you, uncle and aunt."
The whole family was chatting and laughing. That night, Yan Xixi felt a family atmosphere for the first time, as if she had longed for the kind of boyhood where he listened to stories around the brazier - at that time, his father was still alive, and his family was still well-off.
He was also loved by his parents.
The old couple knew what was going on and took a break, leaving space for the young couple.
Huang Xiaojue pulled Yan Xixi and said mysteriously: "Come on, I have something to show you."
"what?"
"Keep it secret first."
The two of them entered his bedroom, and he closed the door and hugged her back. She giggled, but his laughter had already been swallowed by him.
