Holding a shopping app in hand: the female supporting role of the era is numb

"The eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month."

Dabao said.

He also visited his future uncle and was very satisfied when he saw that he was tall and handsome.

"Then I'll definitely go then."

Xiaobao asked quietly again, "Brother Erdan, are you going to go back to your hometown with us to celebrate the New Year this year?"

Returning to your hometown for the New Year?

This question immediately stopped Erdan.

Haven't been back for several years?

Since coming out, I haven't gone back.

"Go back and have a look." I don't know when will you go back next time?

"Brother Erdan, your brother and sister-in-law won't come up to you when they see you coming back, right?" In the past few years, although Xiaobao has not gone back every year, he has still gone back every other year.

I’ve met Erdan’s nephew.

"Not afraid."

He is no longer a child now, not to mention that they have already separated. He wants to go back to visit his parents' graves and tell them that he is living a good life now.

I have bought a house and am now paying off the money.

Of course Yun Xiaoxiao would not forget Erdan.

What's more, Erdan also plans to settle down in Kyoto, and of course he will have to buy a house to settle down.

It is more cost-effective to buy now, but in the end, the house price will become more expensive.

The eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good time to get married.

Fang Meiyun's house was very lively that day.

Although Fang Meiyun and Wang Yuemei both wear makeup, Yun Xiaoxiao still asked Fang Meiyun to put on makeup today.

"Sister Xiaoyun is so beautiful." Even though Xiaobao is now learning to play chess with Mr. Huo, he still hasn't changed his out-of-the-box temperament.

"Yes, Sister Xiaoyun is pretty." This was Yuzi's voice.

When Yuzi heard that Fang Meiyun was getting married, he came to join in the fun. "You two little ones, go and block the door later." Yun Xiaoxiao looked at these little ones, especially the two little ones in his own family. Their nutrition has kept up, and now they are taller than their peers. Very young, it’s hard to tell that he’s from the south.

"Aunt Yun, I'll go too. Brother Jinyan, I know him too." Youzi also knows Su Jinyan, but he is from her mother's family today.

Dabao, the eldest among the juniors, and a group of younger ones were guarding outside, waiting for Su Jinyan to come to pick up the bride.

Those who came to pick her up today were Su Jinyan's graduate students and people from the compound.

"Yuzu, why are you here?"

Yuzi looked at them, "Don't try to get close, I am the bride's natal family today."

In fact, despite Yuzi's young age, she can be considered as the same generation as them.

These words directly made people laugh.

"Jin Yan, give me a red envelope."

This group of people haven’t met their future sister-in-law yet?
But there are quite a few children in this group.

Why are there so many children on the bride’s side?

"Uncle, we don't want your red envelope. Just write a love letter on the spot and read it out loud."

When the groomsmen heard this, some were dumbfounded, while others couldn't hold back their laughter.

"Who is this kid?"

"I don't know who he is, but I have met another child who often goes to Huo's house."

"I know that this kid has participated in several calligraphy competitions and won prizes every time."

"Senior Yun's two children."

Su Jinyan looked at the other children, none of them wanted to ask for red envelopes, and they looked like they were listening to Dabao's words.

This is nothing?
Before he could say anything, a child handed over a pen and paper.

"Yangyang."

He is Zhao Xinxin's son. He is now in the senior class and will go to elementary school in the second half of next year. He has memorized it for a year.

Su Jinyan wrote a love letter and even read it aloud with a blushing face. The children did not embarrass him and soon met the bride.