On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

The car soon stopped in the alley outside the gate of the courtyard.

"Miss Xie, thank you so much today, come to eat at home another day."

In the past, Huang Zhiqiu would warmly invite Xie Xia into his house, but today is a bit abnormal.

Xie Xia nodded with a smile, helped Yunmo put the contents of the trunk on the doorstep and left.

"Momo, I forgot to bring the key, you open the door."

"it is good."

Yunmo took out the key, unlocked the lock, and pushed open the door. She was immediately stunned by the layout of the courtyard.

From the entrance to the yard, a one-meter-wide flower path is laid out with red roses along the road, extending to the yard.

The red rose has been cut off all the branches, leaves and root diameter, leaving only the bright and dripping corolla, which looks like it grows from the ground.

A long table with off-white tablecloths has been set up in the yard. There are flowers, fruits, and cakes on the long table, and heart-shaped balloons are floating around.

"Momo, go in quickly, Xiao Ling has been preparing for the whole day."

Hearing the reminder behind her, Yunmo turned her head subconsciously, and met Huang Zhiqiu with a smiling and blessed face.

"Today, you and Xiaoling will have a good holiday at home. I'll go to the store and come back after dinner."

After Huang Zhiqiu finished speaking, he was about to go out. Yun Mo hurriedly told her, "Mom, be careful."

"understood."

With bodyguards around, Yun Mo was not too worried about Huang Zhiqiu's safety.

She closed the door, turned around and walked to the center of the yard, casually took out a red rose from the vase on the long table, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of this arrangement?"

Looking at the man's nervous and cautious face, Yunmo tapped the man's forehead with the flower in her hand.

"Not bad, whose idea?"

"Xie Xia and Zeng Fang helped me think about it together."

No wonder she always felt that Xie Xia looked at her a little strangely today.

Yunmo broke off the rose, pinned it to her ear, and then stretched out her hand towards the man.

"What about presents?"

Ling Chuan took out a ruby ​​ring from his pocket.

The band of the ring was pure gold, slender and plain, with a heart-shaped ruby ​​of about one carat inlaid on the ring face.

The style of gold and ruby ​​is a bit vulgar, but in this era, such a ruby ​​ring is dazzling enough to make most women cast envious eyes.

Yun Mo returned the ring to Ling Chuan, and then stretched out her left hand to the other party's puzzled gaze.

"Help me put it on."

"it is good."

Seeing that the man was about to put the ring on her middle finger, Yunmo quickly shook her ring finger, "Put this one on!"

"Ah, oh."

Seeing the man in a hurry, Yun Mo couldn't help but tease: "When you bought the ring, didn't the salesperson tell you which hand to wear it on?"

"I said, I was too nervous, I remembered wrongly."

"What's there to be nervous about? It's not getting married."

After helping her put the ring on, Ling Chuan dared to speak, "I'm afraid you won't like it."

Yunmo raised her left hand and looked left and right, with a satisfied smile on her face, "I think it's pretty good, the style is simple and elegant, and the color of the red treasure is also good. Which one did you choose?"

"Um."

Seeing that she liked it, Ling Chuan couldn't help showing tenderness and a smile in his eyes.

After appreciating the ring on her hand, Yunmo turned her palms over, and it turned out that it was also a men's ring.

The ring Yunmo bought was also made of pure gold. It was a living bar ring with simple patterns engraved on the ring surface, which was stylish and everyday.

In fact, Yunmo originally prepared a platinum men's ring, but after seeing the man's invoice for a ruby ​​ring by accident, she went to buy a gold one again.

Seeing the cold ring on his ring finger with his own eyes, Ling Chuan was full of pleasant surprises.

"Daughter-in-law, you also bought me a ring?"

Yunmo helped him adjust the size of the ring, and replied, "Of course you have what others have."

To put it simply, it was like a seed took root in my heart, sprouted, and grew into a towering giant tree that no one could shake.

Ling Chuan's chest was very full, and the enthusiasm slowly welled up in his eyes, which was forcibly suppressed by him again.

Men's fingers have long knuckles, and wearing a bar-shaped ring does not look bulky at all, but it is very temperamental.

"Well, if the size is not suitable, you can adjust it yourself."

"Just right, thank you daughter-in-law."

Yun Mo put the ring-wearing hands of both of them together for comparison, and then pretended to be fierce and "warned": "If you lose the ring, I won't buy it for you."

Ling Chuan hurriedly said: "I won't lose it, I promise!"

"That's good."

Seeing her looking down at the ruby ​​ring on her hand, Ling Chuan suddenly said, "Daughter-in-law, don't worry, if you lose your ring, I will buy you a new one."

Not only will he buy new ones for his daughter-in-law, but he will also buy many, many, so that her daughter-in-law can change them every day.

The daughter-in-law's fingers are so pretty, they look even better with a ring on them.

Hearing the man's words, Yunmo couldn't help retorting warmly: "Crow's mouth, can you say something auspicious, if I really lost it, it was you who said it."

Ling Chuan looked at her dotingly and did not refute.

After exchanging gifts, it was time to eat.

The dishes are well-prepared, a combination of Chinese and Western, including sweet and sour pork ribs and salt-grilled shrimp, as well as fried steak and fruit salad, all of which Yunmo loves.

After eating and drinking enough, Ling Chuan took out his borrowed instant camera and took many single photos and group photos of his wife.

For Yunmo, the first wedding anniversary in her life was a warm and complete one.

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The next day, July 6th, Yunmo got up early in the morning because she was going to the examination room today.

And thousands of miles away at the Beijing airport, Shao Lin, who had been abroad for more than a month to inspect business, finally returned to the capital on an international flight.

On the car back to Shao's compound, Shao Lin asked how his son Shao Yi'an was doing.

After Liang Kuan's brief report, he immediately mentioned a few more things about Wei Fu's previous call.

Hearing that someone was looking for him at Shao's house, Shao Lin didn't take it too seriously.

After returning to Shao's house and taking a short rest, Shao Lin went to Lanju with the gifts he brought back from abroad.

On Lanju's side, several simple and delicious home-cooked dishes have been set up in the stone pavilion in the front yard.

Mrs. Shao stood in front of the railing of the stone pavilion, leaning on the railing to admire a chrysanthemum petal jasmine plant more than two meters high beside the stone pavilion.

The courtyard is secluded, with a faint fragrance floating.

"Mom still knows how to grow flowers. Generally, the double-petalled jasmine is considered to be at its peak when it grows to one meter. The plant raised by my mother is good at growing every year."

Hearing her son's familiar voice, Mrs. Shao turned her head, "I figured you'd come here around this time. The food is already set up, let's sit down."

"The food at home still suits the taste."

After tasting the shredded pork with sauce, Shao Lin couldn't help expressing emotion.

Mrs. Shao put a piece of crab roe tofu in his bowl, "Eat two more bites if you like it, and come back a little thinner every time you go out. Since it's not good outside, go home early."

Shao Lin smiled and nodded, "Mom is right."

Madam Shao glared at him, "You promised quickly with your mouth, but you remember it with your heart."

"I don't dare not to take your words to heart. Here, I bought the Ceylon black tea you talked about earlier. I went to the place of origin to buy it. If time didn't allow me, I would stay there to pick it, dry it, knead it, and ferment it. I will make you two cans of unique black tea in this world with my own hands, as a token of my filial piety."

Mrs. Shao was amused by her son's words, "As long as you are poor, don't talk about making tea by yourself. It would be nice if you come back to have two meals with me when you have time."

"Two meals are not enough, but several meals are needed."

"Tch, you just know how to speak, and every time you speak better than you sing."

A simple lunch ended happily amidst the banter of the mother and son.

After tasting the black tea brought back from abroad with Mrs. Shao, Shao Lin got up and went back to his yard, and Mrs. Shao sent him out.

"By the way, someone handed you a letter last time, and I put it in the study for you. You can read it when you have time."

"okay, I get it."

In the evening, I made an appointment with an important client to discuss matters. Shao Lin originally planned to go back to his yard to take a nap for a while, to adjust the time difference and recharge his batteries for the evening entertainment, but after lying on the bed, he couldn't sleep at all, and his mind was always Can't help but think about the letter Mrs. Shao said.

"Uncle Fu!"

Wei Fu responded and came to his room door, "Sir, are you calling me?"

"You take the letter that Madam put in the study some time ago."