Let's get married

  She wasn't bothered by his poverty; what she couldn't stand was that he always made jokes. She didn't have the time or energy to play games with a man, nor could she afford to.

  "Ah." Seeing her stand up, he stretched out his hand and pulled her small wrist, his tiger-like mouth clasping her wrist.

  Turn back, the big glasses looked at him: "Let go."

  "Not letting go." Firm and unyielding.

  Will the PLA comrades still play dumb?

  Man man slowly said in a tone of educating a child: "Why don't you let go?"

  "You must have misunderstood me again."

  Early summer and Du Yu looked at each other in surprise. You said these two haven't even started yet, how did they become quarrelsome?

  "Wait." Chu Xia came over to persuade him, "Don't be impatient, first listen to him finish what he has to say."

  "I want to hear what he has to say." Manman is that kind of person, things are very clear-cut, "He's full of lies. Can I spend my whole life with a man who is good at telling lies?"

  Early summer has been defeated, utterly defeated.

  Manman is either silent or her words are sharp and piercing, leaving people speechless and embarrassed.

  Du Yu winked at Jiang Yan.

  Jiang Yan's actions still shocked him greatly.

  Standing before her, a head taller, with a straight and slender figure like a pine tree, overshadowing her small face. The proud corners of his mouth softened, his eyebrows entered the temples, and his starry eyes lowered slightly, almost to her white forehead. A thick breath fell on her earlobe, as if holding onto her earrings, in a brief but powerful sentence:

  "Let's get married."

  The people and things around me are all hazy and distant, like smoke. I can no longer see the wisteria and the early summer, but his long eyebrows and sparkling eyes are etched in my mind, and my heart, which had been extinguished, is reignited and jumping wildly.

  His rough palm slid down along her slender little finger, then clasped one of her fingers in a gesture that seemed like a vow: "Wait for me. I'm a soldier, and getting married requires filing a report, but don't worry, it should be approved in about two months. I know you don't believe me now, but I'm sincere with you, sincerely wanting to be with you."

  The man's gentle words of affection.

  In a crowded place, if Manyan didn't blush, both Chuxia and Duyou would blush upon hearing it.

  The heart in his mouth was like being held up by his palm, too fast, so fast that he wanted to escape, because it wasn't real.

  If he wasn't a vagabond, how could she have caught his eye?

  Manman was always practical. When everyone around her had a flushed face and a racing heart, she calmly said in a cold voice with a hint of desolation: "I need to think about it."

  "What needs to be considered?" Chūxià, in front of Jiǎng Yǎn, hastily helped Jiǎng Yǎn ask the question first. That anxious tone, the emperor is not anxious, the eunuch will die of anxiety.

  No matter how good he is, can this marriage be taken lightly? Chinese marriage is not like foreign countries, it's a combination of two families. It requires the consent of both parties and their families, not just the man and woman.

  "Wait until he tells his parents and they agree, then we'll talk." Manman wanted to minimize the harm between the two of them.

  When it comes to family, the two fires that Chu Xia and Du Yu ignited for Jiang Yan's marriage proposal have also been extinguished.

  "No problem." Jiang Yan said solemnly, "I'll call my parents over today."

  He raised his chin slightly, and the corners of his mouth, full of confidence and pride, made her feel bewildered once again.

  "Come on, come on, it's time for lunch." Chu Xiaoming busily called everyone to gather around and eat. Anyway, being proposed to by Meng Meng was a happy event.

  The picnic basket was opened, revealing neatly cut and washed vegetables and fruits, rice balls wrapped in seaweed and filled with meat stuffing, emitting a delicious aroma. As soon as Jiang Yan saw this delicious food, he said: "No matter what, I must bring this wife back home."

  Go back and call your parents immediately, tell them that you've found a daughter-in-law who will absolutely satisfy them. She has good character and even better cooking skills.

  So, let's talk about the Jiang family. Jiang Yan was the youngest, but he had already passed the age of thirty. As the youngest son, he had been spoiled by his mother since childhood and got away with everything. When he said he wanted to go to university, then join the army, and later start a business, and even pursue further studies abroad, his love life was constantly delayed. His mother was anxious about this, and originally planned to take him to meet some old comrades' daughters during the holidays to urge him to get married. However, as soon as the holidays started, he followed Mo Wenyang to go on vacation in the south. His mother thought that this would drag on indefinitely, but unexpectedly received an urgent telegram from her son one day, and agreed to his request that night after discussing it with her husband. The next day, they hastily boarded a plane to come see their future daughter-in-law.

  Manman had no idea that her future in-laws would arrive so soon. She saw the childishness in Jiang Yan and thought his words were only 30% believable. Moreover, regardless of how his parents were, she thought her own mother was already a big headache.

  Xu Yu'e disliked Jiang Yan from the very first day, which was well-known by everyone in the family.

  That day after the picnic returned home, at night Wen's family of four had dinner, Manman made dishes.

  Wen Yu only glanced at the four dishes and one soup on the table, frowned: "Sister, when did you buy these dishes? Yesterday's purchase, they are not fresh."

  "I went to the market at five or six o'clock this morning to buy it." Manman said, using chopsticks to pick up grains of rice from her bowl, still speaking slowly and calmly, not getting angry or upset by any provocation.

  Every time she heard her sister's soft and gentle voice that always seemed to grasp for something but never quite got it, Wen Huan felt annoyed. She clattered down her chopsticks: "Sis, Haoyue said she ran into you on the mountain today. You went shopping at five or six o'clock, what were you doing playing on the mountain?"

  "We finished buying vegetables at around 5 or 6 o'clock and set off at around 8 or 9 o'clock. We borrowed a self-driving car from someone, so it was quick." said Manman.

  "Have you gone out to play?" Xǔ Yù'é clearly knew why her little daughter was angry. It wasn't just that her sister had gone out to play without bringing her along, but also that she had even kept it a secret from their parents. This matter was somewhat suspicious.

  "Mom, I'm a grown-up now. Don't need to ask where I want to go." Manman would be angry if she couldn't hear her mother's hint, so she just picked up the reason and spoke.

  "Xuan Xuan is going through a tough time now. As her older sister, you should be more considerate of your younger sister." In Xu Yu'e's mind, there was only one Xuan Xuan who would become a phoenix in the future, and not this withered Mei Mei stored in their own warehouse.

  "Alright, let's eat." Wen Shixuan, who was always honest and hardworking in front of his wife and younger daughter, couldn't speak up to support his elder daughter even if he thought she hadn't done anything wrong.

  Wen Huan didn't look happy: "Dad, you don't know, the man who lost face in front of you and mom last time, my sister went out to play with him today."

  "What?" Mr. and Mrs. Wen slammed down their chopsticks at the same time.

  "Haoxue's sister saw it with her own eyes, that man said he wanted to be supported by Meimei. Haoxue's sister lost face in front of a group of friends and was embarrassed. I would have thought that if I were there, I would have hit my head against a tree, how could there be such a sister without any backbone?" Wenjuan said this with a clear conscience and a comfortable heart, stuffing the dishes she had picked into her mouth, completely forgetting that these dishes were made by her sister according to her taste.

  She nibbled at her rice, one small mouthful at a time.

  "Can you still eat?!" Xǔ Yùe's palm swept across, and Manman's bowl fell to the ground and shattered into eight pieces.