"There is nothing wrong with young people putting their career first, but it is also time to think about it. Otherwise, you two will get the certificate first, and then have a child.
Your Uncle Lin and I happen to have nothing to do at home, so we can just look after your children. As for when the wedding will be held, you two have the final say, how about it?"
After Lu Mingjun heard her words, he almost spit out a mouthful of wine.
This idea is indeed a bit avant-garde, and most young people cannot do it.
So I quickly looked at Lin Zhiyao again, and at this time, the beautiful lady Lin had almost put her head under the table, and she really couldn't bear it.
She also didn't expect that her mother could be so fierce and dare to say anything.
But how should she speak up about such a matter? So she chose to remain silent and let Mr. Lu handle it on his own.
"Isn't this not good? Zhiyao is also very ambitious. If she gets pregnant, she will definitely not be able to continue working.
Otherwise, you and Uncle Lin will give us another two or three years. During this time, Zhiyao and I will definitely get things done. What do you think?"
In desperation, Lu Mingjun could only resort to dragging.
Let's put it off one day at a time, because the next time I see her is not necessarily when it will be.
Mother Lin wanted to say something more, but Lin Zhen stopped her with her eyes. He had already seen what Lu Mingjun was thinking.
"Stop talking, just do what the children want. We are still young. Even if it takes two or three years, our bodies will still be strong. There will be no problems. Don't push them too hard.
It’s like doing a task, everything must go as it comes!”
After hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Lin was obviously very dissatisfied and gave him a fierce look, but she didn't say anything else.
"Mingjun, your aunt is like this. She always wants to have grandchildren. Don't mind.
We are also open-minded people, what do you and Zhiyao think and what should we do? We will never participate, just do it according to our own wishes, don't think too much!"
"Thank you, Uncle Lin, for your understanding. I'll give you a toast."
After this topic was over, Lu Mingjun felt relieved and started to exchange cups with Lin Zhen.
Lu Mingjun and Lin Zhiyao stayed at Lin Zhen's house until the evening, and then reluctantly left.
After getting in the car, Mr. Lu couldn't help but laugh.
"Lu Mingjun, what are you laughing at?"
Lin Zhiyao rolled her eyes at him fiercely and asked with some displeasure.
But she also knew what Lu Mingjun was laughing at. Her mother never told her about this, so she was completely defenseless and really embarrassed.
"Auntie is anxious to hold her grandson. Otherwise, the two of us will work late tonight to complete this task!"
Lu Mingjun suppressed his smile and suggested to Lin Zhiyao.
To be honest, no matter who marries someone like Lin Zhiyao, it will definitely be like smoke rising from their ancestral graves.
To say that he has no thoughts about her is obviously nonsense.
Let's put it this way, if it weren't for Qiao Qiao, Lu Mingjun might have established a relationship with Lin Zhiyao long ago.
But after having Qiao Qiao, Lu Mingjun began to hesitate because he had similar feelings for the two people and could not make a choice.
This matter has been bothering Mr. Lu, and he doesn't know how to deal with it.