After dinner, there is still some time before 0 o'clock. Father Xiao and Song Wenbai have already agreed to go fishing at the lake in the back mountain of the resort. The leisure and entertainment facilities there are complete, and other people who do not fish can also sit in the pavilion. Cook tea around the stove.
Mr. Song is old and tired from the journey today. He doesn't want to participate in young people's activities. He greets everyone and goes back to his room to rest.
Ye Zhenzhen got up and went to see the old man off, "Grandpa, I'll take you back to your room."
“I’ll send you…”
The following words were said by Xiao Yi.
Song Yuchen, the little guy, has been holding watermelon in front of him. He is not so afraid of this big furry guy now, but he still doesn't want to be so close to it.
Song Yuchen also said, "Then Xigua and I will also send Grandpa back to his room!"
Mr. Song, with a loving smile on his face, said to Xiao Yi, "Zhen Zhen just sends me away, and you will stay and take care of Shanshan."
The old man then touched Xiao Chen's head and said, "You little guy, please stop running around. Grandpa and your mother have something to talk about alone."
Song Yuchen nodded sensibly, "Okay, I won't run around, I'll just play here with Uncle Xiao Yi."
Xiao Yi:…
The little guy is very cute, but he really doesn’t want to play with this big furry guy like Watermelon!
Mr. Song took two steps forward with his crutches. When he passed by Song Jinze, he didn't look at him. He just snorted coldly and smiled at Zhen Zhen, "You kids are still filial. You know how to send grandpa off..."
Song Jinze's eyebrows moved slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a helpless smile, "I'll see you off too."
Following the old man were servants and housekeepers from the Song family. They were needed wherever they were needed, but the old man just wanted to take this opportunity to take the couple back to the room for a chat.
As Song Jinze expected, after returning to the room, the old man asked the servants to prepare tea, arranged for Song Jinze and his wife to sit on the sofa, and then asked questions directly;
“What did you mean by planning to get married when you were having dinner?”
It was already getting late. Mr. Song did not intend to beat around the bush and directly stated his intention. He mentioned this question in passing during the meal just now and was taken away like this.
Actually, the reason why he came to Ancheng together today also had a purpose.
Ye Zhenzhen turned her head slightly and looked at Song Jinze. She thought that the understatement just passed was over, but she didn't expect that the old man would bring up this topic again.
She has received her marriage certificate, and she is not looking forward to the wedding. She has not been here for a long time, and her purpose is to lay a good foundation for her career first.
Song Jinze said with a smile, "Didn't I just say that we are already preparing. I'm not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"
This light and indifferent tone immediately angered the old man. He raised the cane on the side and was about to wave it towards Song Jinze, "You stinky boy, you stay away from home all day long, don't do anything important, and you really want to make me angry to death." Yes or no?"
Ye Zhenzhen quickly pulled Song Jinze's arm towards her, "Grandpa, please don't be angry. Let's talk slowly if we have anything to say."
Actually, Song Jinze was ready to get a slap from the old man and didn't want to be pulled away by the woman next to him.
His lips curved into a soft smile, and he held Zhen Zhen's hand slightly tighter, "Grandpa hit me, and the anger went away."
Mr. Song hummed and said, "Hurry up and hold the wedding, and my anger will go away."
The old man was just pretending, and he didn't really want to fight. Seeing his grandson's wife protecting the brat like this, his mood suddenly improved.
As long as the relationship between the two of them is good, the day when he will hold his great-grandson will be getting closer...
However, tonight he is not prepared to compromise.
“Since you said you are preparing, you have to have some time, right? Should you wait until March after the Spring Festival or May Day?”
In short, this wedding must be completed in the first half of next year. He recently learned to surf the Internet, and from time to time he would see comments that slander Zhen Zhen. They said that Song Jinze only found a female star for fun, otherwise how could he not even hold a wedding.
The old man looked angry and felt aggrieved for Zhen Zhen. Could it be that the Song family couldn't afford the wedding? Why should Zhen Zhen be subjected to such gossip?
Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the face of Song Jinze across from him, and his tone was cold and stern, "When is the plan you just mentioned? I read online comments saying that our Song family is not sincere to Zhen Zhen, and the wedding will not be held, not even a wedding. I don’t have any precepts, so what are you planning?”
Ye Zhenzhen:…
Wedding ring?
The memory in her mind is only partial, and the other part is missing.
Just like now, she doesn’t even know whether she has bought a wedding ring or not.
Song Jinze responded calmly, "I really didn't buy it, but I'm already making preparations."
Since he was preparing for a wedding, he was naturally prepared for this.
Ye Zhenzhen didn’t pay too much attention to Song Jinze’s words, just thinking that he was dealing with the old man.
Mr. Song nodded, as if he had been dealt with by Song Jinze. He glanced at the housekeeper standing not far away.
The housekeeper nodded to him and left the room.
Then, the old man asked Ye Zhenzhen in a soft tone, "Is my wife's time okay? Just spare a week and ask for it. Let this brat take care of other things."
The old man felt that if they were not forced to make a statement tonight to confirm the time, he would not know when to wait until after the Spring Festival.
Based on the time they received the certificate in the first half of the year, it stands to reason that the wedding should be held on this New Year's Day or the following Spring Festival.
“If we agree on the time in advance, I shouldn’t have much problem.”
Now that the conversation has come to this, Ye Zhenzhen can no longer shirk it. The specific arrangements will be discussed later.
The most important thing now is to appease the good old man and let him rest early.
“Okay, then things will be easier to handle!”
The old man finally smiled happily.
They were happy, but they were not allowed to leave. It was not until the housekeeper came in again that the old man stood up and said, "Okay, you go quickly. It's time for me to sleep. Don't sit here and disturb my rest."
…”
Ye Zhenzhen thought that this old man was really cute. He obviously wanted to prevent them from leaving, but he didn't say anything.
Song Jinze also smiled helplessly, "Okay, have a good night!"
“Just don’t worry about me anymore!”
After the two of them walked out of the hotel lobby, the time just reached 0 o'clock.
Right in front of the hotel, colorful fireworks exploded in the silent night sky. Among the beautiful fireworks, New Year's Eve numbers and the words "Marry Me" appeared...
After Ye Zhenzhen looked at the time, she suddenly understood the old man’s intention just now. She felt inexplicably excited, with a smile on her lips, “Grandpa has really good intentions!”
“Actually, I think the wedding is not the most important thing. What is important is that there are people you care about every festival.”
The man beside her raised his hand and stroked the hair on her forehead, his voice was low and gentle, "The wedding is important, but you are more important..."