The two of them left the commune and were far away. They looked at each other, smiled, and spoke at the same time.

"Red fruit!"

"Ming Lou!"

"You speak first……"

"You should go first."

"Hongguo, I'm so happy." The two of them stood in a secluded place, with no one around and trees covering them. Huo Minglou finally couldn't bear it anymore and held her in his arms.

Song Hongguo wrapped her hands around his waist and sighed, "I'm very happy too."

In fact, her mood was very complicated, a bit dazed, and a little at a loss. Of course, there was no doubt that she was happy. She claimed to be a decisive and straightforward person, and she was not sloppy or sticky emotionally. It was the first time she was so sentimental today.

After that, neither of them spoke anymore.

At this time, silence is better than sound.

After hugging each other for a while, Huo Minglou reluctantly let go and said, "I will take you to the hospital and pick you up to the teacher's house for dinner at noon."

"it is good……"

When they arrived at the hospital, Song Hongguo gave him half of the candies, "Most of them are made by me. Winter melon candies, hawthorn rolls, pear paste candies, and peanut crisps, sorghum starch candies and fruit-flavored hard candies are bought." , not much, mix them together and distribute them to your colleagues, and the other ones I packaged separately, you give to Director Zhou and Factory Director Zhong."

Huo Minglou nodded in agreement.

Song Hongguo took out another bag of candy and handed it to him, "This is for you."

When Huo Minglou saw the White Rabbit toffee in his hand, the smile on his face was warmer than the winter sunshine.

The two got connected because of toffee. Huo Minglou already loved eating it, and now he regards it as his favorite.

After Song Hongguo waited for him to leave, she carried the remaining candies into the clinic. She would grab a small handful when she met someone she knew well. The other person was stunned at first. When he heard that she was registering with Huo Minglou today, he immediately smiled and congratulated her and left. All the way, all the way, when we got to the office, the entire clinic knew about it.

But no one was surprised. Song Hongguo and Huo Minglou had been dating for more than half a year, and everyone in the hospital knew how good their relationship was. Therefore, it was completely natural for the two of them to register.

In addition to outpatient visits, Song Hongguo also went to the ward department to distribute the candy again. Not even a bit of the candy she brought was left behind. Everyone who received it was very surprised.

Without it, Song Hongguo not only gave a lot of sugar, but also had a rich variety and delicious taste. When they found out that she made it herself, many people asked for advice on how to make it.

Song Hongguo would never hide this matter.

However, the steps to make sugar are cumbersome and require a lot of white sugar. Most people immediately gave up after hearing this, but Han Xue learned it very seriously.

Who told her to get married on New Year's Day? It is customary to share candies with colleagues when getting married, but it is also true that it is difficult to buy candies at the moment. If you register, you can buy two kilograms for free, but what is two kilograms enough for? There wasn’t enough room on the wedding day, let alone enough space to make colleagues happy.

So you have to find other ways, either borrow candy coupons from relatives and friends, or you have to go to the black market to exchange them at high prices and make some money. If you can do it yourself, things will be much easier, like Song Hongguo is like this, carrying a big bag, weighing the portions without buttoning them, grabbing a handful, it looks so bright and clear.

After returning to the office again, Song Hongguo finally calmed down. She drank half a glass of water, rubbed her face that was stiff with laughter, and couldn't help complaining to the system, "This is not even a formal wedding, but I am so tired. Waiting for the wedding day, no Knowing how many people I have to entertain, I’m afraid I won’t be able to survive.”

Although she is not socially anxious, she is really not very good at interpersonal communication, especially the waves of stage talk and polite remarks. She feels inexplicably embarrassed if she talks too much.

The system advised nonchalantly, "You can definitely do it. Drink some spiritual spring water to replenish your body before the time comes. You won't have to worry about how long it will last."

"..." "Besides, there is a male god here, how can it be possible for you to be affected?" The system could not understand her hard work, but it was always very excited, "Host, you have shared the candy, now you know how to marry Have you given the glory to your male god?"

"Where does the scenery come from?"

"Everyone looks at you with envy, jealousy and hatred. Isn't this a good thing? You have such an excellent husband, what a handsome man you are. Your colleagues smile and say congratulations, but they feel so sad. "

"I think they are so enthusiastic about me because of the candy."

"Pfft, no way."

"Why is it impossible? Who is willing to give out so much candies to colleagues when registering for marriage? They may not be too rare with sorghum jelly and fruit candies, but they have never seen hawthorn rolls and pear paste candies, especially peanut cakes, which I have mixed with If a lot of people go in, everyone can get at least a piece.”

Most of the peanut cakes were bought from the mall. In order to cover up, she also made some at home. The taste was okay, but not as beautiful as the ones she bought.

The system was choked by her words, and after a while he said faintly, "Why didn't you say it was because you saw the watch on your wrist? Watches are not more rare than candy? Who can afford to buy an imported watch when getting married? Why not? If you buy a pair, how dignified would it be to wear them? Or maybe it would be even more glorious if it were revealed that the boyfriend handed over all his net worth."

Song Hongguo heard it funny, "Are you so persistent? Do you have to admit that today's glory is all because of your male idol?"

The system muttered, "This is obviously a fact."

It's just that you're being tough.

Song Hongguo suddenly said coldly, "If I admit it, what good will it do to you?"

The system was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"You mean, can it contribute to your performance?"

"No, that's not the case. I didn't mean that. Don't accuse me wrongly. I just want to remind you that marrying a male god is very glorious. Who told you before that you were looking at the lost soul with not much joy on your face? I will replace the male god. Isn’t it okay for God to scream? Look at my male god’s reaction. That’s the normal reaction to marrying the woman you love. What about you? It seems dispensable, not excited at all. I don’t know, but I thought You’re not looking forward to marrying a male idol.”

"Is that really why?"

The system said categorically, "Of course, I can swear that I am just complaining about the male god and it has nothing to do with me."

Song Hongguo said calmly, "It's not just for your performance."

Selfishness can be tolerated.

The system snorted, "I'm not as miserable as you think."

Song Hongguo chuckled.

The system was immediately discouraged and changed the subject, "Why weren't you excited when you registered? Are you really unhappy?"

Song Hongguo explained speechlessly, "I'm not unhappy. On the contrary, I'm very happy. I'm not excited because of my temperament and because I'm still a little unaccustomed to it."

The system heard this, thought about it for a moment, and suddenly said, "I dare you to be slow to show affection."

Song Hongguo, "..."

At noon, Huo Minglou came to pick her up with his two children, and the family of four went to Director Zhou's house. (End of chapter)

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