Allow her to be pampered

A few days later, the two families really had a small gathering.

The reunion dinner was held in Wu's old house, and it was definitely not grand. There were ten dishes, both hot and cold, each of which was to be chosen according to one's liking.

In this way, the in-laws have just met each other.

Master Chi was cheerful and talkative, and he was able to joke a few words with the hard-to-talk Master Wu, and the atmosphere seemed very pleasant after coming and going.

However, Mr. Wu's eye sockets are sunken, and time is running out. No matter who looks at this situation, it can be understood.

So he didn't stay any longer, and carefully ordered some comforting homely words, and then went back home.

Today, the matter of the wedding banquet was finally finalized.

Master Chi is open-minded and doesn't like extravagance, he only wants his daughter's happiness to be the most important thing, instead of sitting in a bridal sedan chair again with great fanfare, it's better to invite a few close relatives and best friends to have a warm and affectionate gathering.

His idea may seem ordinary, but in fact, there are some preferences hidden in it.

When I left the old house of the Wu family, I saw Master Chi waving and calling Wu Qingzhi to him, and said kindly: "Xiao Wu, go back and settle the date as soon as possible! The wedding banquet will be here to teach your father to be happy, OK?"

After Wu Qingzhi heard it, his throat choked up, and he was a little moved.

Wu Qingzhi originally wanted to hold the wedding banquet in a hotel restaurant, and to make it grand, it was a kind of compensation for the absurdity of the marriage.

The grand wedding is for the sake of the Chi family's face, and for the sake of Chi Rong's preference.

But Master Chi smiled warmly and tried to persuade him again and again, "Xiao Wu, I know what you're thinking. But what A Rong thinks about is your consummation, and she doesn't want you to have any regrets."

After finishing speaking, he slightly raised his chin and pointed straight at Chi Rong who was waiting in front of the car.

On the other side, Chi Rong was standing upright, stepping on the curb, jumping up and down, entertaining himself.

She clearly still looks like a schoolgirl, she doesn't put her hair up in a bun, she doesn't wear makeup, she can have simple happiness.

But it's Wu Qingzhi's favorite look.

I don't know how long ago, Wu Qingzhi always liked to watch Chi Rong play around, as if looking at him for thousands of years, enjoying the warmth of life.

"Xiao Wu, whether it's your father or me, what we hope for is that you two can support and take care of each other, and live a peaceful and happy life."

After Master Chi said that, Wu Qingzhi just slightly nodded, and immediately agreed.

Master Chi got the answer, and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, it was at this time, but seeing Wu Qingzhi reach out to block him, he actually persuaded him to stay.

"Father-in-law, to be honest, Chi Rong and I are planning to move."

As soon as Wu Qingzhi opened his mouth, he cut straight to the point.

There was no reason for this statement, although it seemed a little abrupt, but when Master Chi heard the words, there was no surprise on his face.

"A Rong doesn't recognize the bed, so she can sleep wherever she moves," Master Chi said with a smile, "You two have a good plan, and I will always support it."

Here, after Master Chi finished speaking, he paused again, before he sighed softly, "But Xiao Wu, you did go with her second uncle..."

Both the son-in-law and the son-in-law are smart minds, Mr. Chi is as wise as a fool, and Wu Qingzhi is careful at every step, and he never needs to say too much.

Then the two quickly exchanged a look, and so on, and finally left.

How could Chi Rong know what the two of them were thinking, anyway, one was a father and the other was a husband similar to his father, there was no room for her to intervene, so it would be better to wait around and be stupid.

Chi Rong waited for a long time and felt bored, so she grabbed some flowers and plants from the side of the road and threw them in her hands.

It was late autumn and early winter, and Chi Rong had already changed into a quilted jacket skirt. The skirt was bright pink, and it should look the best with glass stockings, but she never had a chance to wear it.

This was because of Wu Qingzhi's refusal. He felt that it was cold, so he thought that Chi Rong was also cold, so he insisted on teaching her to wear woolen long johns and a pair of satin underpants before giving up.

In this way, Chi Rong was dressed up by him as an old-fashioned little girl in clean clothes. Although she had the appearance of a lady, she had the attitude of a gangster.

Wu Qingzhi didn't take it seriously, after all, his spoiled wife was always extremely cute.

Chi Rong peeled off the petals of dried flowers one by one, and said plausibly: "Wear long johns, don't wear long johns, wear long johns, don't wear long johns..."

Chi Rong really hated woolen long johns so much that she was so absorbed in it that she didn't even notice that Wu Qingzhi was walking by her side.

"Chi Rong, father-in-law has gone back, we should go too."

Wu Qingzhi called out softly, but he saw a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the withered dried flowers with great interest, "Why, why are you still so reluctant to teach you to wear long johns?"

Chi Rong rolled her eyes: "Only old people wear long johns. I'm young and I'm not afraid of the cold."

Of course she is not afraid of the cold, Chi Rong jumps up and down like a little monkey every day, she is already Amitabha without sweating, and her long johns are like a curse.

However, this remark was very imprecise, and he refuted himself, but involved Wu Qingzhi's age.

Chi Rong laughed awkwardly, and immediately fell silent.

Wu Qingzhi's smile deepened when he heard this, and he said softly, "Chi Rong, I'm really afraid of the cold, so please warm me up after you go home."

Chi Rong blinked and blinked, with innocence written all over his face: "How warm? I'll give you some soup again?"

Wu Qingzhi never said much, but coaxed and lied, and carried Chi Rong into the car first.

So they went all the way, and as soon as they got home, Chi Rong stomped up to the second floor.

But seeing her rustle twice, she took off her long johns and threw them away, and then her bare legs were hidden under the skirt, relaxed and at ease.

Forget it, just now Chi Rong fetched Mrs. Tang, and while humming a little tune, she went to the tea room and boiled a pot of hot water.

Wu Qingzhi's trip followed, but he was seen slowly pushing the door and entering the room, with a gray wool coat on his arms and a black turtleneck sweater.

The illness is gone, Wu Qingzhi is no longer as thin as before, not to mention he was born tall, with broad shoulders and broad arms at this moment, it is almost like comparing Chi Rong to a young girl.

As soon as Chi Rongfu turned around, he saw his pair of phoenix eyes full of affection.

Wu Qingzhi pressed forward, the difference in height between the two of them was too great, it was easy to hug Chi Rong tightly.

"The hot water hasn't been boiled yet, I will pour soup for you after it's done, you wait here!"

Chi Rong immediately yelled, but unexpectedly, Wu Qingzhi ignored it, and just said to himself: "Who said I want Mrs. Tang?"

After finishing speaking, a pair of warm hands had already penetrated into Chi Rong's dress.

Her legs were bare, like the touch of silk, and Wu Qingzhi could hear bursts of moans when Wu Qingzhi exerted a little force.

"You don't want Tang Pozi, what do you want!"

Wu Qingzhi said: "Chi Rong, I want you."