Jiang Senchang said with an unhappy look: "Of course I want to go to the left.
I am Momo’s biological father, so of course I have to sit on the left! What’s the point of sitting on the right?
I’m not the child’s stepfather!”
Li Qinwen said with a look on her face: "Jiang Senchang, can you stop being so childish?
The seating arrangements are all set! Your seat belongs to my brother! Although Momo has your last name, Momo was raised by me, so her uncle can sit in that seat! The natal family is respected!"
"I am also her natal family!"
Jiang Senchang was still stubborn: "Anyway, I have to sit in that seat!"
"You are unreasonable!"
"It's you who are being unreasonable!"
"you!"
"What's wrong with me?"
…
The two people soon started arguing again.
Jiang Mo felt that one head was as big as two.
In China, the left is respected and the right is secondary; the top is respected and the bottom is secondary; the middle is respected and the side is secondary.
But in the West, the right is respected and the left is secondary.
So it depends on how you look at it and how you say it.
Jiang Mo quickly pulled the two of them away, and first said to Jiang Senchang: "Dad, calm down, we are not angry!"
"Momo, I am your biological father. My biological daughter is getting married. Do I not even have the right to decide where to sit?"
Your grandparents are on the throne. I have nothing to say. As elders, I just want to sit in the main seat."
Jiang Senchang felt extremely aggrieved: "But why is this position on the left not mine?
Your uncle is indeed from his mother’s side, but I am also from my mother’s side!”
"Yes yes yes."
Jiang Mo quickly comforted his father: "But, Dad, this morning's wedding is a Western-style wedding.
In the West, the right is the most prestigious position."
"Really?"
Jiang Senchang asked dubiously: "You can't favor your mother!"
"It's really real, more real than pearls."
Jiang Mo quickly coaxed him: "Mom is right to arrange this."
“What about noon and night?
This is a Chinese-style wedding, so the seat should be on the left, right?"
Jiang Senchang asked.
Jiang Mo was helpless: "Dad, why do we care so much about this seat? Aren't we all at the same table?"
"You kid don't understand."
Jiang Senchang held his breath: "This is a matter of face."
Jiang Mo saw that he really couldn't convince him, so he winked at Yanchuan.
Yanchuan received a distress signal from his wife and came over quickly.
"Dad, what's going on?
Why are you angry?"
Yanchuan quickly winked at Jiang Mo and asked her to hurry over and coax Li Qinwen.
Jiang Mo said ok secretly, quietly stepped back, and went to coax Li Qinwen.
Yanchuan waited for Jiang Mo to leave, and then said to Jiang Senchang: "Dad, actually I can understand your mood.
No matter what, you are Momo's biological father and you should sit high."
"This is right!"
Jiang Senchang muttered.
"But, Dad, have you forgotten something important?"
Yanchuan said: "Although my mother and uncle don't mention it now, the pimple is still there."
"What's going on?"
Jiang Senchang asked subconsciously.
"You lost Momo."
Yanchuan said: "The past twenty years have not been easy for you, and neither have your mother and uncle.
Although Momo is back now, but this lump...I'm not saying that mom and uncle will just cling to this mistake of yours for the rest of their lives.
Rather, they feel aggrieved deep in their hearts.
Because of this matter, you are the one at fault after all."
As expected, Jiang Senchang stopped talking.
"Actually, logically speaking, my father should also appear at our wedding.
But I refused."
Yanchuan continued: "He doesn't deserve to be my father, so he certainly doesn't deserve to appear at my wedding.
This is my principle and I will never give in.
Many mistakes cannot be made up by wanting to make them up.
The uncle was also very kind to Momo, saying that she was his niece, no different from his own daughter.
Do you agree with this?"
Jiang Senchang nodded.
The Li family really had nothing to say to Jiang Mo.
Yanchuan continued: "Dad, we all want Momo to be happy, so we should make some concessions appropriately.
How about you take the position that should belong to my father?"
"No, no, no, no."
Jiang Senchang said: "Okay, it doesn't matter where you sit, I just...that's all, the left and right are the same, after all, we are on the same table."
"That's right."
Yanchuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, no matter where you sit, you are our father!"
On the other side, Jiang Mo was also coaxing Li Qinwen.
"Okay, Mom, let's not be angry anymore! Look, there are wrinkles."
Jiang Mo said: "The reason why my dad cares so much is probably because he feels lonely.
Although he didn't say it with his mouth, he actually felt regretful in his heart.
There are no relatives from his side, only relatives from your side. Dad must be very disappointed as well."
"Is he lost?
Is it my fault that the Jiang family can't come?"
Li Qinwen said angrily: "It was one of the Jiang family who sought death.
That’s why I couldn’t come!”
"Yes, yes, this is the truth, but whoever has to deal with this matter will feel empty mentally.
Isn't my father very clear about this? He didn't bring the Jiang family over to cause trouble for us.
So we just have to be considerate and considerate of him."
Jiang Mo said: "You arranged the seats very well, I have no objection.
That is, can you think a little bit about Dad and take care of this weak, helpless and pitiful Mr. Jiang?"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Li Qinwen said: "The seats have been arranged!"
"This seat has been arranged, but the other seats have not been arranged yet.
Just satisfy Lao Jiang’s wish and let him sit on the left side for once, okay?”
Jiang Mo coaxed Li Qinwen: "Mom, just because he is doing his best to think about us, please take care of his emotions! Moreover, although my dad doesn't say it, I can guess that he
This is because I want to prove my status as the first wife’s husband.”
"What?"
Li Qinwen was dumbfounded: "Do you want to be so childish?"
"How can this be called childish?
He and you are the original couple, right?
But later, you still fell in love with Dad Qiu. If it hadn't been for that accident, Dad Qiu would naturally have a seat at my wedding.
So, dad is being jealous!"
Jiang Mo whispered: "I'm sorry that Dad Qiu can't come.
However, we can only look forward and take good care of those who are still alive."
Li Qinwen's anger also subsided little by little: "I understand what you mean.
Yes, if Qiu Lianghui was still alive, he would also come to your wedding.
That’s all, I won’t argue with Jiang Senchang about such trivial matters. Okay, for the rest of the arrangements, I’ll just let him sit on the left.”
"Thank you mom!"
Jiang Mo hugged Li Qinwen affectionately and acted coquettishly: "Mom loves me the most!"
"You, you, you! Little clever devil!"
Li Qinwen said helplessly: "There is nothing we can do against you."