Wedding Bouquet (2)

Xiaoman had a boyfriend. Who was it, when did it start, and how long had it been since it started? Was the other person good or not, how did they treat Xiaoman, where was he from, was he handsome or not, who else was in his family... Blablabla, a series of questions popped up in their heart.

After being stunned for a while, Jiang Xiumei said, “How did you know this?”

“Just now, I saw them... they... are here, holding their little hands.” Jiang Xing was being very implicit, too embarrassed to say it.

When Jiang Xiumei heard this, she clapped her hands. “You old feudalist, what’s wrong with holding hands? Don’t Xiaoman and Qingshi often do this? What’s the-”

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Xiumei stopped by herself.

Why did this sound a bit wrong?

She pondered for a while and asked, “Who is Xiaoman’s boyfriend?”

“...Yu Qingshi.”

Jiang Xiumei was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Thinking about it carefully, the two children had been inseparable since childhood. They were always by the other’s side, doing homework together and going to school together. Even the adults sometimes teased the two, saying they wanted to arrange a childhood engagement for them or something.

Originally, Jiang Xiumei was still a little troubled, but if the boyfriend was Yu Qingshi, it seemed that... it wasn’t unacceptable?

No matter what, Yu Qingshi was someone that she watched growing up. She knew his roots, and Xiaoman also could control him.

Jiang Xing originally wanted to discuss countermeasures with his mother, but he didn’t think his mother would be silent for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses and said with an open mind. “I agree.”

“...??” The sudden answer made Jiang Xing dumbfounded again.

He hesitated, “Mom, aren’t you going to think about it again?”

It was very light and brief, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but the effect was like a small ember that could set a prairie on fire.

Yu Qingshi’s ears turned red.

He glanced at her, then looked around like a thief, whispering, “Be careful of being seen.”

Yu Qingshi still had lingering fears after being caught red-handed in his ‘adultery’ before. To be honest, although Jiang Xing didn’t trouble him yesterday, Yu Qingshi had a dream all night. In his dream, he already prepared a ring to propose. But just as he was about to propose, Jiang Xing drove him away, saying that he was going to separate the lovebirds with a stick, and Yu Qingshi woke up with fright.

It was a nightmare.

“What are you afraid of? Let them see it.” Jiang Xiaoman asked confidently, “Don’t you like it?”

“...” Yu Qingshi was silent.

Jiang Xiaoman stretched her tone and deliberately said, “Ohh, I understand, so you don’t like it. Then, I won’t kiss you in the future.”

“...I like it!” Yu Qingshi said sullenly, “But your uncle is out for me now. Let’s keep a low profile, I am afraid he will hit me. ”

Only Jiang Xiaoman could do such a confident thing like plucking hair from the tiger’s mouth.

Jiang Xiaoman asked knowingly, “Why would he beat you?”

Yu Qingshi knew that she did it on purpose. He snorted lightly, paused, and was no longer annoyed. Instead, he smiled and said, “If I propose to you now, will you agree? If you agree, I’m not afraid of him hitting me.”

Jiang Xiaoman: “...”

Yu Qingshi, you really think so far ahead. Do you still remember that you are just a student who just finished the college entrance examination?

However, Yu Qingshi was serious, and he quickly proved his determination to Jiang Xiaoman.

When the bride tossed the bouquet, Yu Qingshi caught it.

Amazing, Yu Qingshi!