It was already dark after we got down the mountain.
She insisted on walking by herself, but halfway up the mountain she was still too tired to walk and was sweating.
Fu Yanye squatted in front of her: "Come up."
Zhuo Jian hesitated.
"Do you want me to carry you down roughly? And you will say that my shoulders are so tight that your stomach hurts."
Fu Yanye used words to threaten him.
Zhuo Jian walked forward dullly, and then lay on his shoulder.
She no longer has stomach pain.
She didn't know why, but she never thought of giving up from the beginning.
it turns out……
After the two of them got home, Zhuo Jian's calves were still trembling.
Because she took off her jacket and was wearing jeans and a slim sweater, it was easy to see her condition clearly.
The old lady pinched her thin legs with her well-maintained hands: "What's wrong with you? Are you hypoglycemic? You're shaking so hard."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye brought a glass of water from the kitchen and handed it to her. When he heard grandma's words, he looked down unconsciously: "So tired?"
Zhuo Jian was even more speechless.
Really tired.
She hasn't had much energy lately.
"What's going on?"
Wang Yue came out of the kitchen and felt that the atmosphere in the living room was not right, so she asked.
"Take your daughter-in-law hiking in the mountains, it seems to be tiring her out."
Fu Yanye said that he was going to sit down and wanted to massage her, but before he could do it, he suddenly received a heavy blow on his shoulder.
"Mountain climbing? Are you crazy? Can she go climbing in her current physical condition?"
Wang Yue asked.
"She just lacks exercise and is so tired after climbing a mountain. She needs to arrange more sports in the future."
"Sports, what kind of exercise? Why don't you know how to hurt people?"
Wang Yue listened and continued to yell at him in fear.
The old lady also gave him a look: "You are so stupid, you don't understand anything."
Fu Yanye had already sat down and reached out to squeeze her calf. The flesh was indeed very tight.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to move his leg, but Fu Yanye held it firmly and ordered in a low and deep voice: "Don't move, it will feel better if you press it for a while."
I don’t know why the old lady and Wang Yue said that about him, but it’s not like he doesn’t love others. He took her hiking for her own good.
Fu Yanye pinched her thin legs and suddenly thought of something, then stopped and looked straight at her with his dark eyes.
Zhuo Jian was already nervous because of the abnormal behavior of the old lady and Wang Yue, but when she saw the dark look he suddenly cast, she trembled all over.
"I forgot about your aunt coming."
I heard that a woman's health will be much worse than usual when she comes to have a aunt's visit.
Everything makes sense.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt annoyed for his carelessness.
Zhuo Jian held his breath for a long time without uttering a complete word.
Wang Yue and the old lady were also surprised, suspicious, and questioning, and then looked at Zhuo Jian.
Wang Yue asked: "Baby, is your aunt here?"
Zhuo Jian was confused by the question, and it took him a while to answer: "Yeah!"
Wang Yue opened his mouth in disappointment, but was speechless for a moment.
However, when the old lady looked at Zhuo Jian's expression, a hint of keenness flashed in her eyes.
Zhuo Jian's heart was pounding.
She could see Wang Yue's disappointment and couldn't bear it.
But how did Wang Yue find out?
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that she had vomited on the plane, and her heart suddenly started to lift again.
During the meal, the family gathered together. The old man asked Fu Zhengzheng to get the liquor he had collected for many years and open it. The three men all filled it.
Wang Yue doesn't know how to drink liquor, Zhuo Jian doesn't drink either, and neither does the old lady.
Business matters.
The old man brought the special liquor cup filled with liquor to his side, then raised his eyes to look at his grandson and grandson-in-law, raised his chin and smiled, and then slowly spoke.
"I called you young couple back today to discuss your wedding."
The old man was in a really good mood, and he felt even more refreshed when he said these words.
"When your grandpa celebrated his birthday, he said that you would have a wedding in the next year. Jian Jian also said during the live news broadcast that you would have a wedding in the next year. So regarding this matter, your grandpa, I, and you all
My parents decided after discussing it, and that’s it.”
After the old man briefly explained the problem, the old lady took the initiative.
"Yes, your father and I have already chosen an auspicious day for you, which will be the eighth day of the lunar month next month."
Wang Yue also said.
Zhuo Jian's mind buzzed, and she suddenly felt as if she existed in an unreal space.
Who is going to hold the wedding?
Who wants the eighth day of next month?
Fu Zhengzheng also brought his own wine to his eyes, looked at them lovingly and said, "You two should have held your wedding a long time ago. It's because of our parents' inconsiderate behavior that it's been delayed until now. However, the day has finally come.
, we are still very excited.”
Excited?
Zhuo Jian felt that he was indeed very excited.
Holding a wedding?
When she recited the words he asked for during the Xinwen live broadcast, it was obviously because she thought he was going to marry Ruxiang, and she specifically mentioned the Bahua surname.
Fu Yanye was not as frightened as she was, and accepted it happily. However, seeing that she was stunned, he leaned into her ear and said, "Zhuo is also the Eight Painters."
Zhuo Jian reflexively turned to look at him, as if struck by lightning.
"Jian Jian, Jian Jian?"
"Ah? I'm here!"
Zhuo Jian was called out by Wang Yue several times before she came to her senses and quickly agreed.
"What do you think, please stop studying recently and go after the wedding?"
Wang Yue told her in a good temper.
Zhuo Jian looked at the expectant eyes of her elders but unconsciously stood up slowly.
"Mom, Dad, grandparents, I, I can't hold a wedding with Mr. Ye."
She didn't want to disappoint her elders, but this matter was so big that she really couldn't agree to it just to make them happy.
As expected, the elders looked at her with some disappointment.
Even Fu Yanye didn't expect that she would refuse like this in front of her grandparents.
Fu Zhengzheng glanced at his son, hoping he would say something.
Fu Yanye just said lightly: "Let's eat first!"
But when it comes to this, how can we still eat?
Everyone was a little bit confused, until a few minutes later, the old lady suddenly claps her chopsticks: "I said there was a wedding, and that means there is a wedding."
Everyone looked at her subconsciously.
The old lady looked at Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye and said sternly: "It's useless for anyone to object to this matter. It's no longer time for you to make the decision."
"grandmother!"
Zhuo Jian shouted subconsciously.
"Jian Jian, grandma can rely on you for everything else, but our family has already talked about the wedding. If it doesn't happen this spring, what will others think? I don't want your grandfather and I to have this old face anymore.
?”
The old lady asked her again.
"But……"
"Don't mess with me again."
After the old lady finished speaking, she stood up and left with a cold face.
After that, the old man, Fu Zhengzheng and Wang Yue kept telling her.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye several times. Fu Yanye just drank a glass of white wine, and then gave the old man and his father more wine, and then himself.
He has always been very good in terms of etiquette, but now his face is so bad that Zhuo Jian doesn't know what to say if he wants to ask him for help.
After the meal, the two of them stayed overnight as usual. This time Zhuo Jian followed him upstairs and closed the door on his own initiative.
Fu Yanye was unbuttoning his shirt around his neck.
Zhuo Jian could see that he was so angry that he couldn't help but step forward.
"Fu Yanye, could you please say something to me?"
"say what?"
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes to look at her, suppressing his anger.
"..."
Zhuo Jian watched him pause.
"I want this wedding too!"
Fu Yanye said quietly. This chapter has been completed!