"Okay, I understand what you mean. We will get married in two days, so there is no rush."
"Aren't you too wronged? Mom told me that it's not good for a man's health to be patient all the time."
Comrade Lao Wang knows a lot, he knows all this.
"Mom is just talking about one aspect. It's not that serious. Besides, I renovated the house some time ago, and I'm mentally and physically ready. I don't have any extra thoughts to think about this."
"Besides, we are both still young and have plenty of time."
"Okay, you stay in the house, I'll get some water, soak your feet and have a good sleep."
Zhang Yu put Mengyi on the bed, got up and left the bedroom, filling a basin of hot water.
"Come, come, soak your feet, relax and ease your mood."
Zhang Yu placed the water basin next to the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and helped Mengyi take off her shoes and socks.
He helped Mengyi sit on the edge of the bed. He tested the water temperature with his hands and found that the temperature was just right. Then he put Mengyi's feet into the basin.
"How about it? Is the temperature suitable?"
"Well, just right."
Mengyi looked at Zhang Yu lovingly. Mengyi felt that marrying Zhang Yu was the most correct decision in her life.
Zhang Yu's mind was not on this, and he felt that Mengyi was not moving, so he stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, and it was just right.
Just as he was about to turn his head to remind Mengyi, he suddenly met Mengyi's eyes and felt the heat in Mengyi's eyes.
Zhang Yu held Mengyi's cheek and kissed Mengyi gently on the lips.
"Wash quickly, otherwise the water will get cold after a while."
It was too light, and Zhang Yu let go before Mengyi could remember it.
Mengyi immediately lost her temper.
"Hmm~, if you kiss me again, I'll wash it off."
Hey, this little girl, one kiss is not enough, she is so greedy
"Okay, come here."
A long French kiss, the kiss was so overwhelming that Mengyi could not breathe for a while.
He had no choice but to push Zhang Yu away. Zhang Yu glanced at Mengyi proudly and was immediately attracted by her thick lips.
Mengyi's lips were completely congested and red, like two freshly cooked sausages.
Zhang Yu was so happy that he lay on the bed and rolled around. Mengyi touched her lips in confusion and immediately felt something was wrong. She stopped washing her feet and took a look in the mirror.
"Ah! Zhang Yu! You bastard, I will fight with you."
The whole person was riding on Zhang Yu, and was hammering Zhang Yu wildly.
"Listen, Lao Yuan, is this sound coming from Mengyi?"
Lao Yuan listened for a while.
"Hey, it's true. It seems like it's done. You can take a look at Mengyi tomorrow to see if it's true."
After Lao Yuan was pleasantly surprised, he immediately felt that something was wrong. This sound was not that sound!
I specifically asked Lao Wang to take a closer look tomorrow.
"I know, you still need to tell me."
"Hey, as a principal, you should use this dictionary to find a nice name for your nephew."
Comrade Lao Wang is already imagining the scene of the child's birth.
Lao Yuan couldn't bear to break Lao Wang's dreamlessness. Anyway, when he heard it, this voice must be wrong.
"Okay, okay, I'll look through the book more and you can take a look."
"Well, let's go to bed quickly. Get up early tomorrow and cook some nutritious breakfast for the two children to replenish their bodies."
After Comrade Lao Wang finished speaking, he covered himself with a thin quilt, closed his eyes, and went to have his own sweet dream.
Lao Yuan turned off the light, sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Yu straightened his waist, pressed Mengyi directly under him, and kissed her red lips gently.
He sat up, washed his feet with the foot-washing water just now, and carried the basin out of the bedroom.
Mengyi was lying on the bed, watching Zhang Yu go out, reaching out to touch his swollen lips, recalling the long kiss just now, and laughed unconsciously.
The next day.
Mengyi went to ask for leave early in the morning, and Zhang Yu drove Mengyi to the department store.
Today's goal is very clear. I bought Sanzhuanyidian and prepared a set of wedding clothes for the two of them.
I went to the finished product area first. There are not many types of ready-made clothes, so you can see them all at a glance.
Zhang Yu’s only comment is that he is a good local and has the knowledge of future generations. Zhang Yu simply doesn’t like these finished clothes.
"Comrade, do you have any ready-made clothes for wedding?"
"Oh, there are comrades."
The salesperson removed three red cheongsams from the small warehouse at the back.
"Mengyi, take a look and see which one you like."
There is actually not much difference between these three pieces. They all have no patterns and are very plain.
Mengyi looked at it carefully and kept touching the material of the clothes.
"Comrade, how much do these three pieces of clothing cost?"
"Oh, these three items are 50, 80, and 100 respectively. Comrade, if you choose the one, I will wrap it for you."
Mengyi finally chose a long cheongsam, the overall color was dark red.
The salesperson took out a soft ruler, measured Mengyi's figure, and looked at Mengyi in surprise.
"Comrade, you have a great figure!"
"I've been working here for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen you with such a standard figure. It's really perfect."
To Zhang Yu, this was an exaggeration of Yu’s vision.
Mengyi saw Zhang Yu's proud look and wanted to give him a kick. She was the one being praised, so why was Zhang Yu so proud?
"Comrade, you're flattering me. It's not as exaggerated as you said. Please pick one for me and wrap it up for me."
"By the way, let me tell my husband, and I will also bring you some clothes."
"Okay, please wait a moment with your husband."
The salesperson went to the small warehouse, wrapped Mengyi's clothes, put them on the counter, and measured the size for Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu's year of training was reflected at this moment. He didn't wear much in summer, so his whole clothes were covered with a soft ruler.
He immediately showed off his eight-pack abs, which made the salesperson's mouth go dry. He secretly glanced at Zhang Yu's face, and the salesperson was fascinated for a moment.
Mengyi felt jealous when she saw the salesperson like this.
Looking at Zhang Yu angrily, Zhang Yu immediately understood what Mengyi meant.
"Um, comrade, have you finished measuring?"
The salesperson immediately reacted and realized that he was being rude.
"Oh! Oh, I'm done measuring. I'm going to get you the ready-made clothes."
Running into the small warehouse with a blushing face, Mengyi walked up to Zhang Yu and stepped hard on Zhang Yu's foot.
"Huh, don't you think the wild flowers smell fragrant?"
Zhang Yu was bouncing in pain, feeling so aggrieved!
"Wild flowers are not fragrant. What I like most is your peony, which is noble, elegant, graceful and luxurious."
Zhang Yu’s mouth was as big as honey, and Mengyi was so happy when he praised her.
Mengyi didn't want Zhang Yu to feel easy to coax, so she emphasized to Zhang Yu with a straight face.
"Hmph, you just know how to fool me with your sweet words. Okay, I'll let you go this time. You won't be allowed to do it again."
Zhang Yu immediately raised his hand to guarantee.
"I promise, there will never be a next time."
Zhang Yu picked out a black Mao suit in the store. After looking around, the Mao suit was the most pleasing to the eye.
I gave the money and the ticket to the salesperson, and with the salesperson's envious eyes, I walked to another area, the radio.