"Sweet and sour pork ribs!" Song Yizhi looked at Huai Zhu expectantly, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, would you like sweet and sour pork ribs?"
Song Yizhi acted coquettishly, and Huaizhu agreed to everything. She looked at the delicate, soft, well-behaved and cute little girl and said softly, "Okay, okay."
Song Yiheng on the side silently wrote the words "sweet and sour pork ribs" on the list.
Song Yizhi thought for a while and then said, "Lotus seed soup!"
This time, before Huaizhu could reply, Song Yiheng had already silently started writing.
There is really no bottom line in cherishing bamboo and doting on branches.
If they have a daughter in the future, I don’t know if her daughter will be jealous if she sees it.
Thinking of this, Song Yiheng wanted to see that scene.
With Zhizhi's bad temper, which is disrespectful to elders, he will definitely be noisy and unyielding with his little niece.
Song Luo was afraid that her unlucky daughter would order all her favorite food on the table, so she quickly stopped her and said, "You're almost done. This is your sister-in-law and your brother's wedding banquet."
Song Yizhi curled his lips.
That aggrieved little look made Huaizhu full of love and affection.
Huai Zhu raised his hand and touched Song Yizhi's head, and whispered, "Just tell your senior sister what Zhizhi wants to eat, and she will prepare it for you."
Song Luo was a little helpless.
Song Yiheng handed the written booklet to Huai Zhu, "Have a look, can you?"
Huai Zhu took it and looked at it, then handed the booklet to Song Luo, "Master, please take a look."
Song Luo took the brochure and said while reading it, "Do you think the correction fee is too low?"
Huai Zhu paused, then hurriedly changed his words and shouted, "Mother! No, disciple, I am not too young."
Song Luo responded. After she finished reading the booklet, her eyes fell directly on Song Yizhi, and then she said to Huaizhu and Song Yiheng, "Don't spoil her like this."
The list of dishes planned in this booklet is enough, but the problem is... all of these dishes are Song Yizhi's favorites!
Do they have to be so bottomless?
When Song Luo said this, she completely forgot that she was in the same situation.
"She's just such a little sister, she won't spoil anyone else." Song Yiheng said so confidently.
Huai Zhu agreed on the side.
Song Yizhi shook his head proudly.
Song Luo didn't look at it.
Immediately, Song Yizhi thought of Feng Yi'an, "Where is the second brother?"
"I'm going down the mountain." Huaizhu said softly, "I said I would prepare a good gift for you."
Song Yizhi nodded.
Song Yiheng said, "These are the dishes for the banquet, and then there are the guests."
Song Yizhi raised his paws, waited for Song Yiheng and Huaizhu to look over, and said obediently, "Can I invite a few friends to your wedding ceremony?"
"Say your name first." Song Yiheng said.
He didn't dare to agree to Song Yizhi just like that. If she named a few shocking names, he would be the one who got cheated.
"Five people from Beixianyue, three people from Lu Li, brothers Ye Chao, Yan Lingyu, and Lan Ruoming." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he looked at Song Yiheng with an obedient expression.
Yan Lingyu, Lan Ruoming...
Song Yiheng said quietly, "Why don't you invite all the young masters from the four major families?"
"It's not impossible." Song Yizhi said with a smile.
Song Yiheng turned to look at his mother, wanting to hear her opinion.
"It's not impossible." Song Luo said.
"..." Song Yiheng raised his hand to support his forehead, which made his head look a little bigger.
The chief disciples of the two sects must be invited, as well as the young masters of the four major immortal cultivating families. He and Huaizhu are only disciples of the Changqiu Sect. Is it appropriate to invite everyone from all over the world?
Song Luo reminded, "Don't forget Bodhi Temple and Music Pavilion, as well as Yaowang Valley and the Weapon Refining Sect."
Song Yiheng has one head and two heads.
Song Yizhi turned around and looked at the man beside him.
The couple made eye contact, and then unanimously decided that the Taoist Couple Ceremony could be moved back.
Song Luo said, "Although the world of immortal cultivators does not like to get married, you still have to wear red on the day of the wedding ceremony to seek a good meaning."
Seeing her son's sad look, Song Luo said, "Your uncle has prepared these two clothes. Now hurry up and draw up the guest list. It will take several days to send the wedding invitations."
Song Yiheng responded, then handed the pen and ink to Huai Zhu, "Senior sister, I will listen to you."
If something happens, senior sister, nothing will happen.
The bamboo monster gave Song Yiheng an angry look, then took the pen and ink, "Mother, who do you want to invite?"
…
After Song Luo and Huaizhu's discussion, the guest list was quickly determined.
After confirming the list, the next step is to write the wedding invitations.
Song Yizhi was pulled over by Song Yiheng to help.
With nothing to do, Rong Yueyuan and Song Luo turned around and exchanged their cultivation experiences.
In the evening, the three of them had finished writing the wedding invitations.
Song Yiheng took out a few wedding invitations and handed them to Song Yizhi, "I'll bother you to go there in person."
Song Yizhi decisively reached out to his brother to ask for "travel expenses!"
Song Yiheng slapped Song Yizhi's palm gently, "No."
Song Yizhi covered her hands and howled exaggeratedly twice, then moved to Huai Zhu and said pitifully, "Sister-in-law, look at my brother, woo woo woo..."
Huai Zhu said softly, "I'll take care of him later, good Zhi Zhi."
Seeing his sister giving him a proud look, Song Yiheng felt helpless.
What else can I do except suffer this? I love it.
After a fuss, Song Yizhi took the post and the errand fee and called Rong Yueyuan to leave.
Song Yizhi first went to the academy to send wedding invitations to the eight of them.
When he saw the names on the wedding invitation, Qin Jianian exclaimed, "Senior Brother Song and Senior Sister Huaizhu?!"
She thought it was Miss Song and the Fifth Elder, but this was actually the wedding invitation from Senior Brother Song and Senior Sister Huaizhu?
"I thought it was yours." Wei Ling looked at it and then said, "Sister Huai Zhu and your brother are a good match."
One is gentle and elegant, the other is honest and fairy-like, and they are still childhood sweethearts. The more they look at each other, the more they match each other!
Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted Wei Ling's shoulder, "My brother will definitely be very happy to hear what you said."
Wei Ling rolled his eyes at Song Yizhi, and then said seriously, "What should we give then?"
Song Yizhi said, "As long as the meaning is good, the important thing is the intention. Don't force yourself. After all, my sister-in-law and my brother don't lack anything."
And dazzling!
It’s amazing to have spiritual stones!
"..." The eight people looked at Song Yizhi with envy and hatred.
Song Yizhi waved his hand, "I have to go deliver the post. See you in a few days."
Bei Xianyue grabbed Song Yizhi and asked, "Who is going with you?"
If Song Yizhi went alone, they would have to follow her. They were worried about her being alone.
"Fifth Elder." Song Yizhi pressed his chin and looked at the man standing quietly waiting for him.
Beixianyue let go.
Song Yizhi and Rong Yueyuan left.
Three months was enough time to send a few posts, so Song Yizhi took out Yunzhou and took Rong Yueyuan on a trip to send posts.
Three or four days later, the two of them arrived in Qingzhou first.
Finding that Rong Yueyuan didn't really want to go to the Rong family, Song Yizhi asked him to wait for her on the Yunzhou. She quickly found the Rong family alone, and then expressed her intention to meet Rong Yan.
After giving the post to Rong Yan, Song Yizhi left. After returning to Yunzhou, the two set off for Xuzhou.