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After the banquet ended, the Feng family and the matchmakers hired by the Feng and Song families discussed and made additional arrangements for Feng Yuanyuan and Song Qingbin's marriage.

And the wedding date was finalized, which was exactly the date originally scheduled by Song Qingbin and Han Bailan.

Feng Yuanyuan had no objection to this. She even felt that being able to hold a wedding with Song Qingbin on that day was a way to help Song Qingbin, the man she wanted to spend her life with, vent her anger.

So that Song Qingbin’s ex-girlfriend would know that even without her as his bride, Song Qingbin could still get married smoothly.

Moreover, Feng Yuanyuan believes that she has good conditions in all aspects.

Not afraid of being outdone by the other party at all.

Of course, up to now, both Feng Yuanyuan and Song Qingbin seem to have reached a tacit understanding and have not mentioned the names of their ex-partners in front of each other.

When Feng Xueyi went to the Han family to give gifts that day, he knew about Zhao Jing and Han Bailan, but in order not to affect the mood of the whole family, he decided not to talk about it at home.

In other words, even Feng's mother didn't hear a single word about Zhao Jing and Han Bailan's marriage from Feng Xueyi, the head of the family.

However, Feng Xueyi did not know about Zhao Jing and Han Bailan's affair. His future son-in-law, Song Qingbin, knew about it and witnessed the two of them having an affair.

Well, there was one thing Song Qingbin didn’t know—Zhao Jing was Feng Yuanyuan’s ex-boyfriend.

Closer to home.

After completing the relevant matters of the marriage between the two families and finalizing the wedding date, the Feng family and the matchmakers hired by the Feng and Song families did not stay long and got up to say goodbye and left.

At this moment, Aunt Song and Aunt Song II understood what Li Jumei, the sister-in-law, meant, so they naturally couldn't shamelessly stay any longer. They pretended that nothing had happened, exchanged a few words with Li Jumei, washed their hands and walked out.

Call each man and his children back to their own homes.

Grandma Song left with Uncle Song's family.

"Mom, don't pack these for me. Save them for you and my dad to eat in the evening."

After cleaning up the kitchen, Song Lan saw Li Jumei filling two large aluminum lunch boxes with the extra dishes that were not served on the table, and she couldn't help but smile and stop her.

"I didn't pack this for you. I asked you to take it back for Boyan, Yaxin, and Comrade Wu. This is what's left over from what you sent to Comrade Xiao's house. It's very clean!"

Knowing that city people are particular, Li Jumei simply spoke frankly.

It's not that she thought Song Lan would dislike it, but mainly because she didn't want Qin Boyan, Qin Yaxin, and Wu Dong to feel uncomfortable, thinking that these were the leftovers from their banquet, and she put them in the lunch box for Song Lan to take home.

If people really thought so, she would undoubtedly be considered to have done something good with malformed intentions, and would create a rift between her daughter, her brother-in-law and sister-in-law, and even between Comrade Wu.

Putting aside her reputation as a "shrew", Li Jumei is considered a capable person among the women in Shisong Village. She can naturally think of what she should think of. Based on this, she will definitely not create misunderstandings for Song Lan.

"I know."

She watched her mother pack the lunch boxes with her own eyes, so how could she not know that those dishes had not been touched?

But she always felt that it was not good to eat or take things, even if they were from her own home or given to her by her old mother.

Song Lan put away her thoughts, a smile lingered between her eyebrows, and she said: "I always eat and take things like this, if others see me, they will poke me in the spine and accuse me of not caring about you and my father,

She is already married, but she is still sucking blood from you two elders.

If my eldest sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, and younger brother's wife see this in the future, they might start a family war in our house.

Mom, I don’t want to see that day come to pass, and I don’t want you and my dad to be caught in the middle!”

When he spoke the latter part, Song Lan deliberately looked serious, and it didn't sound like he was joking at all.

"Whoever wants to say whatever they want is welcome to say it. Let's not mention that the dishes and meat used in today's banquet were all brought by you and Yan Zheng. Even if they weren't, I brought some of my own things for my daughter. It has nothing to do with other people!

As for your worry about your eldest brother's brothers' wives making trouble, it's pure worry. Your father and I are here in this family, let's see who dares to make trouble?!"

Li Jumei was like a rooster with high morale, with contempt in her eyes and a fearless look.

Looking at her, Song Lan felt warm, funny, and moved.

"Okay, Mom, since you said so, I'll take it, but you have to take the fish and the pork elbow that haven't been cooked, and the remaining pork out of the basket, otherwise, I'll turn around and leave now."

Hearing what Song Lan said, Li Jumei sighed and said, "You young people are growing up, so you need to nourish yourself more on weekdays. Your father and I are old, so there is no need to eat these good things. Be good and take them all back."

Song Lan shook her head.

Li Jumei's eyes were full of helplessness. She didn't know what to do with Song Lan for a while.

After a while, she took out the piece of pork weighing nearly three and a half pounds from the basket and put it on the chopping board, then picked up the pork and cut it in half.

"Is this okay?!"

Keep half and put the other half back into the bamboo basket.

Song Lan: "Elbow and fish..."

"Stop, your dad and I don't like eating fish."

Li Jumei said angrily: "I don't know how to cook pork elbows. If you don't take them away..."

Before she finished, Song Lan interrupted her with a smile: "Mom, what do you think of what I said when I replied to you?

Even if you and my dad don't like eating fish because fish has bones and is inconvenient to eat, but if you say you don't know how to cook pork elbow, are you sure you're not making it up?

I cleaned the elbow yesterday. When you cook, you can just rinse it with water, and then put it into the pot and cook it in the simplest way, adding the seasonings and scallions I used.

The whole process was effortless.”

"You're the only one who can talk!"

Li Jumei gouged out Song Lan's eyes and said, "Alright, I'll keep the fish. I don't want to hear any more."

Bending down to take out the fish from the bamboo basket, Li Jumei put it away casually, and then put two large cabbages, a large radish, and eight or nine green onions into the basket.

"Okay, okay, Mom, don't put it in anymore. Don't take the eggs. I have them. I really have them..."

When one bamboo basket was full, Li Jumei took out another one and put the eggs she had saved at home into the basket. Seeing this, Song Lan tried to stop her.

It's no use.

When Wu Dong drove over, Li Jumei didn't let Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng help to carry the two bamboo baskets to prevent them from pretending to drop them accidentally. She and Song Sanhe each carried one, always keeping a wary eye on Song Lan and Qin Yanzheng, and put the baskets safely into the car.

Song Lan saw this scene and couldn't help laughing.

Qin Yanzheng, Song Qingbin and Song Guoqing all looked at it and found it quite funny as well, but they were very considerate and did not laugh out loud.

"Brother, don't ride your bike. Let's squeeze in. It won't take long to get to town."

Song Guoqing chose to return to school by jeep. Song Lan couldn't help but look at Song Qingbin and said with a smile.

"I just can't!"

The jeep is so small that three people can squeeze into the back seat. If he sits in there, where will the two little guys sit?

Song Lan seemed to see what Song Qingbin was thinking, and she said, "You can sit down. Qin Yanzheng will hold Xiaowu in the front passenger seat, and I will hold Xiaoliu and sit in the back with you and my younger brother."

Song Qingbin remained silent.

Li Jumei said, "Leave the bike at home. Next time you and Xiao Si come back, take the bus. It's decided. Hurry up and take a look at what you need to bring back home and pack. It's cold in this weather, but if the two kids get sick from the cold, I'll beat you up!"

Song Qingbin smiled bitterly to himself. Could it be considered that this was an unfortunate thing to do?

"Brother, hurry up!"

Song Guoqing ran to his room to get his schoolbag.

Seeing Song Qingbin still standing there, Song Sanhe couldn't help but glare at him: "What are you still doing standing there? Do you want your sister and Meifa to wait for you?"

"I'll go back to my room and clean up."

In fact, he didn't have much to pack, but when he came back yesterday, he was carrying a canvas bag that had turned slightly yellow from washing, so he had to take the canvas bag with him when he went back to town.

According to Song Lan's previous seat allocation, everyone got into the car.

"Dad, Mom, let's go now. Call me if you have anything!"

Through the half-open car window, Song Lan said something to his parents outside the window.

"understood."

Li Jumei and her husband nodded. When they heard the car start, Li Jumei raised her hand and waved at Song Lan, saying, "Put the car window up."

The wind is strong on the road. If anyone gets blown into trouble, wouldn't that be a waste of money?

Song Lan replied "OK".

She rolled up the car window and waved to Li Jumei and Song Sanhe. Soon, the car moved forward, putting some distance between them and Li Jumei and her husband.

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Feng family.

"Xiao Song's parents are very particular and down-to-earth. They actually prepared such a grand feast. The two tables we set up that day can't compare to it."

As soon as Feng's mother got home, she sat on the kang. Hearing what she said, Feng Xueyi first said "hmm", and then said: "Isn't this feast today showing your respect for our family?"

Looking at his daughter Feng Yuanyuan, Feng Xueyi continued, "You must have seen something about Xiao Song's parents. They are both reasonable and sensible people.

As for Xiao Song's brothers and sisters, they all seem to be good people. When you marry into their family, you must respect your parents-in-law and treat Xiao Song's brothers and sisters well."

Feng Yuanyuan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded slightly: "I will."

Compared with Zhao Jing's parents, her current partner, Song Qingbin's parents, made her feel more friendly. As long as her parents-in-law did not actively find fault with her in the future, she would definitely join Song Qingbin in respecting them.

As Feng Yuanyuan thought so, she couldn't help but think of Song Lan and Song Guoqing again, and she felt relieved.

Although she didn't meet Song Qingbin's second brother, her sister-in-law Song Lan and her brother-in-law Song Guoqing were not difficult to deal with. Instead, she felt very comfortable when getting along with them.

Especially the sister-in-law Song Lan, who is not only beautiful, but also elegant in her words and deeds, and shows a high level of cultivation.

It's easy to chat with each other.

I think she and her sister-in-law will get along very well in the future, and maybe they can become friends who can talk about anything.

"Everyone in that family is good-looking, especially Xiao Song's sister. It's the first time in my life that I've seen such a pretty girl."

Mother Feng couldn't help but smile when she thought of Song Lan's face. She said, "It's not enough that the little girl looks like a fairy, but her partner is also so handsome. I wonder how beautiful their children will be when they have them."

"You women only think about beauty. How can you make a living by looking good?"

Feng Xueyi said indifferently.

Mother Feng rolled her eyes at him and said, "It can't be eaten as a meal, but it can go with rice.

I see that you are not feeling jealous because you are an old man and therefore cannot see young people looking good. "

Feng Xueyi was choked upon hearing what his mother said. He was silent for a moment and said, "What nonsense! Don't forget that I was also very handsome when I was young."

Mother Feng laughed out loud: "Listen, listen to what you said. You were good-looking when you were young, but compared with Xiao Song's brother-in-law,

I think they are far from it. I said before that you are like an old man now, which makes you even more incomparable to young people!"

Feng Yuanyuan and Feng Jianping, brother and sister, sat on the edge of the kang, watching their parents bickering with each other, and couldn't help laughing from time to time.

"When you are young and not old?"

Feng Xueyi replied to his wife, and then said calmly, "We are now a couple, and Yuanyuan will not suffer any grievances when she lives with Xiao Song."

"Are you thinking of that jerk from the Zhao family again?"

Feng's mother asked.

"What do I want him to do?!"

Feng Xueyi's expression suddenly turned bad. This was not directed at Feng's mother, but he was once again dissatisfied with the bastard that Feng's mother mentioned. He said:

"That guy is not even worthy of carrying Xiao Song's shoes. Fortunately, he broke off the engagement, so that our Yuanyuan can get rid of such a bastard.

Otherwise, after marrying him, Yuanyuan would find out how filthy he is, wouldn't she be vomiting to death?!

Even if they eventually divorce, Yuanyuan will still be labeled as a second marriage winner. "

Mother Feng: "You are right. If that bastard hadn't caused such a scene, our Yuanyuan wouldn't have met such a nice guy like Xiaosong."

At this time, Feng Yuanyuan said: "Dad, Mom, I have to go."

Mother Feng: "Let your father take you to the station."

"Aunt, let me take you there!"

Song Qingbin's voice sounded at the door, and then he came into the room and greeted Feng Xueyi and his wife, then smiled at Feng Jianping, turned his gaze back to Feng Xueyi and his wife, and said:

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do right now, so I'll take Yuanyuan to the station and wait for her bus to leave before I leave."

"Then remember to come home and eat here as soon as you enter the house."

Mother Feng looked at Song Qingbin with a smile. She truly was a mother-in-law who became more and more satisfied with her son-in-law the more she looked at him.

"I'll go back to the dormitory and exchange coal briquettes with my colleagues, and then cook some noodles for dinner."

Song Qingbin declined.

"Just eat at my house, so you don't have to bother yourself."

Feng Yuanyuan gently tugged at Song Qingbin's sleeve and whispered something. Then she said to her parents, "I'll go pack my things."

She went back to her room.

"Brother Song, where's Guoqing?"

Feng Jianping didn't see Song Guoqing behind Song Qingbin, and couldn't help feeling confused.

Song Qingbin: "I went to school."

"Why did he go to school?"

Feng Jianping frowned: "It would be great if you come to my house with me, sleep in the same room with me tonight, and we can go to school together tomorrow morning."

Song Qingbin explained: "Guoqing and I took my brother-in-law's car to the town. When I got off, Guoqing was still in the car."

"Your brother-in-law has a car?"

Mother Feng looked surprised.

"My company gave it to my brother-in-law."

Song Qingbin's words are concise and to the point.

"I'm ready, let's go."

Feng Yuanyuan's voice came from behind Song Qingbin. She returned to Feng Xueyi and his wife's room and said, "Mom, Dad, it's getting late. I'm going to the station to catch the bus. Please take care of yourself."

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