Ji Xiurong shrugged and looked at Ji Xiurong in surprise.
Shen Mengyin patted her chest and sighed: "I thought Xuemei was going to get married soon, just like you."
Um?
After hearing these remarks, Ji Xiurong's mind flashed with inspiration.
Recently married?
Get married together?
This idea sounds like a good one. If you think about it carefully, there are many advantages to holding a group wedding.
First of all, neither she nor Lao Wei had much savings. Lao Wei had many younger brothers and sisters at home and needed to be supported by him.
As for myself, because I have been working for too short a time, I have not saved any money at all.
If you hold a wedding together, the cost will be reduced by half!
Secondly, due to the inconvenient transportation on Bashang, most relatives of both parties cannot come to congratulate the newlyweds in person.
After all, the purpose of a wedding is to make it festive and lively. If the number of people attending the wedding is too small, it will be boring.
But a group wedding is different. She can invite everyone in the room to attend.
Of course, we are just inviting them to attend the wedding. There is no need for a banquet or anything like that. At most, we can put some snacks and tea on each table.
After all, there are too many people. If we really want to treat someone to dinner, who can afford it?
"Go, go, go, move your things back to the dormitory quickly."
Ji Xiurong is an action person. The more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt that this proposal was, so he waved his hand and started taking action immediately.
Rushing to the dormitory to put down his things, Ji Xiurong ran towards the laboratory without stopping.
About ten minutes later, Ji Xiurong came to the laboratory. She shouted excitedly before she even walked through the door.
"Xuemei! Xuemei!"
Hearing the cry from outside the door, Qin Xuemei put down the reagent in her hand and turned around to look. When she saw the smile on Ji Xiurong's face, she couldn't help but also have a smile on her face.
"Xiurong, why are you back so early and you have bought everything?"
"Hey, let's not talk about this for now." Ji Xiurong waved his hand and changed the topic: "Xuemei, let me ask you something first. When do you plan to get married?"
marry?
Hearing this word, Tan Xuemei was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she said shyly.
"Ji Xiurong, what are you talking about!"
"Hehe." Ji Xiurong smiled, hugged Tan Xuemei's arm, raised his eyebrows and said, "Just tell me whether you want it or not?"
"I...I don't want to!"
Tan Xuemei suddenly withdrew her arm and took two steps back to the side.
This topic is so shameful and scary.
How could anyone ask such a question?
How do people respond?
"Oh, is it so?"
A bad smile appeared on Ji Xiurong's face, and he immediately started to walk out.
"Then I'll tell Feng Cheng that you don't want to get married."
one……
two……
three……
Ji Xiurong walked towards the door while silently reciting the numbers in his mind.
Sure enough, before she could count to 'four', there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and then a pair of slender and trembling hands suddenly grabbed her arm firmly.
At the same time, a voice that was half shy and half soft sounded in her ears.
"Ji Xiurong."
At this time, Tan Xuemei was ashamed and angry. Although she guessed that Ji Xiurong might be making fun of herself, what if it was true?
What if Ji Xiurong was sent by ‘Feng Cheng’ to test his tone?
Tan Xuemei didn't dare to gamble, even if the probability was very low, she didn't want to gamble.
Anyway, she and 'Feng Cheng' are already boyfriend and girlfriend, and they will talk about marriage in the future.
So, just be ashamed of others.
Looking at Tan Xuemei's shy and cute look, Ji Xiurong laughed.
"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble and get down to business."
Tan Xuemei let go of Ji Xiurong's hand and gave her a 'vicious' look.
"What's up?"
Ji Xiurong stepped forward, took her hand and said, "Xuemei, what do you think we have a group wedding together?"
As he spoke, Ji Xiurong spread his palms and counted with his fingers.
"Look, the four girls we went to the dam with, my old Wei and I have settled down, you and Feng Cheng are about the same, and Shen Mengyin and Sui Zhichao probably haven't run away either."
"If you calculate it this way, there are three pairs."
"We went to the dam together, and now we are getting married together. How wonderful do you think it is!"
Tan Xuemei shook her head violently, reached out and tapped Ji Xiurong's forehead: "Are you stupid? What would Meng Yue think if you really do this?"
Regarding marriage, Tan Xuemei naturally longs for it.
But Ji Xiurong's advice was obviously unreliable. Meng Yue was always a sentimental person.
If they really held a mass wedding, with Meng Yue's temperament, they would probably be in a hurry to find a man to marry them.
But marriage is a major event in life, so how can it be a piece of cake? If you rush to find a husband, will your married life be happy?
Therefore, Tan Xuemei rejected this bad idea without even thinking about it.
"That's right." Ji Xiurong slapped his head and suddenly realized, "How could I have forgotten this matter."
Tan Xuemei rolled her eyes at her: "I see, you are now carried away by love."
Ji Xiurong responded with a bright smile: "Each other, each other."
Seeing that the other party looked like a scoundrel, Qin Xuemei shook her head helplessly.
"I won't bullshit you, there are still a few samples waiting for me to test."
"Okay, then I won't disturb you and let's go."
After saying this, Ji Xiurong ran away like a gust of wind.
Looking at Ji Xiurong who was walking cheerfully, Tan Xuemei murmured to herself.
"Are you really so happy getting married?"
The laboratory was empty, and no one responded to her question, but Tan Xuemei didn't expect anyone else to answer her question.
The next second, she gave the answer herself.
There is no doubt that she must be happy, because whenever she thinks of that scene, her heart feels as sweet as honey.
Presumably, even the air was sweet at that time.
It must be!
Suddenly, Tan Xuemei felt melancholy in her heart.
'Xiurong is getting married soon, and I don't know when my wedding will come.'
On the other side, Ji Xiurong ran back to the dormitory in a hurry. Shen Mengyin saw her coming and going like the wind, and she was so mysterious that she didn't know what she was doing, and she suddenly became curious.
"Xiurong, where did you run just now?"
"I……"
Just when Ji Xiurong was about to tell the truth, she suddenly remembered Tan Xuemei's reminder.
This matter is indeed quite unreliable. Since it is unreliable, there is no need to say it in case Meng Yue hears it.
Immediately, she waved her hand and made a random excuse.
"I just went to the reception room."
Shen Mengyin did not doubt whether the words were true or not, and followed the other person's words and asked.
"Do you have a letter from me?"
Ji Xiurong hesitated for a moment and said vaguely: "I didn't pay attention. I'll help you look for it when you go back."