Hua Zhao knew: "Then let me tell you, do you have any ideas about the wedding? Should it be held in the capital or in Pengcheng?"
Fang Haixing was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red: "What kind of wedding do you need at such an old age? No, no, no!"
So shameful!
She had never heard of a wedding held between people who were several decades old.
She is also a little afraid that others will misunderstand her.
When someone in their 40s marries someone in their 80s, outsiders will assume that this woman is after the old man's money.
"We don't care about others. If we are upright, we are not afraid of the shadow. Besides, marriage is for ourselves, not for them. Don't worry about what others think." Hua Zhao advised.
She feels that there must be a ceremony for things like marriage.
Hua Zhao's affirmation made Fang Haixing feel at ease.
In fact, she didn't really care what strangers thought, as long as Hua Zhao and the acquaintances around her didn't misunderstand her.
"I'll ask grandpa for his opinion. Maybe he wants to do something," Hua Zhao said.
One sentence made Fang Haixing silent.
Hua Zhao was a little excited and called the bodyguard. Knowing Hua Qiang's location, he drove directly to find it.
Hua Qiang is walking birds in a park with Grandpa Wang.
There are old people walking birds around. Each of them has one or two bird cages hanging together to let the birds compete.
Those who can speak are better than others, and those who cannot speak are more beautiful than others.
The old man didn't have this little thought...
But the atmosphere during the bird walk today was not very harmonious.
From a distance, Hua Zhao saw a group of old men hiding aside to watch the fun. Even the birds in the trees stopped chirping and stretched their necks to watch the fun.
On the other side, Old Wang was being pulled by a man and muttering. The man was very excited, grinning when he spoke, and his face was red and his neck was thick.
Mr. Wang's face was as dark as water.
Hua Qiang sat aside and didn't move. He couldn't bear to leave Old Man Wang here alone, facing his aggressive son.
The son is asking the old man to sell the house.
"Dad, that house is empty. It's such a waste. Why don't you sell it quickly and get money? Store it in the bank and get interest every day, which is equivalent to an extra pension. How great!" Wang Dong said.
Mr. Wang finally said: "The house is sold, where will I live?"
He used to stay at his son's house because of the Chinese New Year and because he broke his leg. Now that the Chinese New Year has passed and his leg has healed, he has returned to his own home.
As a result, his younger son chased him every day to ask him to sell the house, and he couldn't even hide away.
"You live at my eldest brother's place!" Wang Dong said: "My eldest brother's house is big and there is a special room for you. Do you think how nice it is for you to live there during the Chinese New Year?"
"Haha." Mr. Wang sneered, half-hearted towards his son.
"You just want my house, don't worry, when I die, you will definitely have a share of that house." Mr. Wang said.
"Dad, look at what you said." Wang Dong looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't give up.