"Dad! Mom! Xiaohui's wedding date has been decided!"

Song Yunping ran home excitedly and told her parents at home the good news.

Song Jishan, who was tinkering with medicinal materials, and Mother Song, who was bringing her granddaughter, were both stunned. Mother Song was the first to react, grabbing her daughter's hand excitedly, speaking quickly, and asked impatiently: "Has it been decided? What day will the order be made?

?”

Song Yunping said: "It's scheduled for the second day of next month!"

"The second day of the lunar month next month?" Mother Song murmured, "It's already twenty-six today, isn't it just a few days away?"

Although Song's mother didn't speak, his expression already told the two of them his mood at the moment.

"Xiao Hui said there was nothing he could do about the tight schedule. Recently, their factory is undergoing equipment upgrades and technological reforms. Time is tight and the tasks are heavy. If the factory can give him a leave to get married, it is already a special treatment. How can he pick the third one?

Pick four!" Song Yunping said.

When Song's father heard this, he immediately nodded seriously and said, "Xiao Ping is right. Although marriage is important, work cannot be left behind. Organizational arrangements still have to be followed."

Although Song Jishan has suffered unjust injustice, he has lived through the difficult days before liberation and knows how hard-won his life is today. Therefore, although he has experienced depression in his heart, he has never felt depressed.

resentment.

Song's mother did not argue with Song Jishan, but asked: "What about us?"

Song Jishan did not answer directly, but looked at his daughter: "Xiaoping, what are your and Wang Zhong's plans?"

"I just received the call, and I haven't had time to tell Wang Zhong yet!" As soon as Song Yunping received the call, she couldn't wait to run home to inform her parents.

"You!" Mother Song looked at her daughter, sighed, and shook her head helplessly: "You should have told Wang Zhong about this matter as soon as possible and discussed it with him."

Song Yunping said: "I have asked the secretary to notify him!"

As soon as Song Yunping finished speaking, Wang Zhong's voice sounded outside the door: "I'm back!"

"Xiao Chong, do you know about Xiao Hui's marriage?" Mother Song couldn't wait to ask as soon as Wang Zhong entered the door.

"I know!" Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Isn't Xiaohui getting married on the second day of the lunar month next month? That's what I think. Although the wedding doesn't need to be a big deal, the attitude here must be corrected. We can't let it happen.

The girl’s natal family feels that we don’t pay enough attention to their daughter.”

After hearing this, Song Jishan nodded in agreement and said: "Xiao Zhong is right. People are willing to marry their daughter to our Xiao Hui because they think highly of us. We can't let others find fault with our family!"

Although Song Jishan doesn't talk much on weekdays, it doesn't mean that he doesn't have his own opinions. It's just that years of differential treatment have made him sensitive and introverted. He doesn't dare to express his inner thoughts easily, for fear that his wife and children will suffer from him like he did before.

I was tired, looked down upon, bullied, and surrounded by rumors all day long.

But when it comes to his children, the sensitive and introverted Song Jishan never lacks the courage to speak out.

Song's mother is not an unreasonable or arrogant person. Both Wang Zhong and Song Jishan have talked about this. How could she still not react? It's just that Song's mother is a traditional woman. She still has the idea of ​​marrying and obeying her husband in her bones.

Although Song Jishan is still alive today, according to the traditional concept of obeying the son to death, in the past few years, his daughter and son-in-law have basically made the decision on all matters in the family.

So Song's mother subconsciously looked at her son-in-law and asked, "You mean, our whole family will go there?"

Wang Zhongdao: "It would be best if we can all get over it!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Song Yunping next to him. Song Yunping knew what Wang Zhong wanted to say without Wang Zhong opening his mouth.

"There should be no problem here. The franchise stores in Jiangnan and Jiangbei are still being renovated. The manpower and equipment in the factory are almost ready. Construction should officially start tomorrow. It will take a while until the renovation of the franchise stores is completed.

It’s okay for me to leave for a few days!”

Song Yunping asked Wang Zhong again: "Where are you? Didn't you just launch a new drug? Isn't the pharmaceutical factory busy recently? There is also the clinic. If you and dad both go there, no one will be watching the clinic.

Already?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Don't worry about the pharmaceutical factory. We have no plans to increase production recently. The inventory in the new drug warehouse is enough for the next six months."

"As for the clinic, it doesn't matter if it's temporarily closed for a few days!"

Song Jishan said: "You don't have to worry about the clinic. Although Xiaolan is not very old, she is smart and talented. Although she has only been with Wang Zhong for a few years, she can get used to it very quickly, just like a cold or a fever.

She can even see the injuries herself."

"Xiaolan?" Song Yunping was a little surprised: "Isn't she still a little girl?"

Song Yunping's impression of Xiaolan is that of a half-teen-year-old girl. Due to lack of food and clothing since she was a child, she was born thin and small. In addition, she helped the family work since she was a child, so her skin was tanned and she was too talented.

These four people have absolutely no connection with each other.

"That happened many years ago. Now she is already a big girl in her early twenties. I heard that many young people in our town are pursuing her!" A girl has changed into her eighteenth year. This word is used in young people.

Lan's body didn't suit her. Xiaolan was still the same as she was when she was little, skinny and dark-skinned, but she couldn't stand being hardworking, capable, and good-looking. Now she has become an apprentice with the well-known miracle doctor Wang Zhong.

I have been following Wang Zhong for medical treatment for two years.

This alone is enough to surpass most people in this day and age.

The profession of doctor is very highly respected by the common people in these days.

"In that case, let's all go there as a family!" Song Yunping agreed.

"Both go?"

"Xiao Yuan and Xiao Wan are also coming with us?" Mother Song looked at her little granddaughter who had just been put to sleep in the crib. She was so excited that she couldn't help but have a headache.

When his grandson Wang Yuan was young, he was obedient and sensible. He was neither naughty nor troublesome. He could still be busy with things at home and outside the house by himself. However, when his granddaughter Wang Wan came here, things completely changed. The brother and sister were just like the other two.

They come out of the same mother's womb, but their temperaments are completely different.

If Wang Yuan is quiet, then Wang Wan is active and noisy, especially now that he has just learned to walk, is learning to speak, and is full of curiosity about everything. On weekdays, if Song's mother doesn't pay attention, the family will be tormented by this little ancestor.

of a mess.

"Of course, why don't we leave them at home?" Song Yunping said: "Besides, this is their uncle's big day, and it only happens once in a lifetime. Of course they both have to go and witness it together!"

"And if our whole family goes there, it will show that we are not sincere!"

"I'm not worried about Xiaoyuan, but Xiaowan hasn't traveled far since she was born. Will she be uncomfortable with it? She won't adapt to the climate?" Mother Song was obviously a little too worried, but Song Yunping and Wang Zhong could understand her.

Concern leads to a chaotic mood.

"Mom, look at you, your worries are unfounded. My father and your son-in-law are here, right?" Song Yunping held Song's mother's hand and persuaded softly with a smile.

Mother Song also knew that she was a little too worried, but it was about her most beloved granddaughter. Although she knew about it, she couldn't control it.

"Okay, don't worry so much!" Song Jishan next to him also advised: "That girl Xiaowan is in good health, she's not as delicate as you think."

Song Jishan himself is a doctor, and he has watched his granddaughter grow up to this day. He knows his granddaughter's physical condition better than Song's mother.

"Let's just listen to Xiaoping and Wang Zhong, and the whole family will go!"

It wasn't that Song's mother didn't want the whole family to go, she was just worried.

Now that it's been discussed and the family's opinions have been unified, the matter is simple.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhong went to his son Wang Yuan's school in person, explained the situation to the teacher, and asked for leave for his son. Wang Yuan had just entered school, so there was no problem that he would not be able to keep up with his studies after a few days out.

Song Yunping also began to explain things in the factory.

The time soon came to the end of the month. Although this time the whole family went out with a large number of people and a lot of luggage, Song's mother couldn't ride in the car. She felt dizzy and dizzy as soon as she got in the car, and her internal organs were in turmoil, even after using Wang Zhong's medicine.

The medicine won't last long.

The road from Jinling to Jinzhou is hundreds of miles long, and there are no highways now. In many places, the road surface is not even hardened. It is still the most primitive dirt road. It is very bumpy to drive, let alone someone like Song Mu.

Even those who are used to riding in cars may not be able to adapt if they can no longer ride in a car.

And there is also a little bean named Xiao Wangwan.

After repeated discussions, the family decided to take the train to Jinzhou.

On this day, Song Yunping tied her daughter to her chest with two cloth bags crossed, exposing her hands, feet and head, and asked her to look straight ahead. Although the little girl was not very old, she was full of curiosity about everything around her.

I was looking around all the way, and my shiny black eyes never closed.

Wang Zhong was still responsible for carrying the bag, which mostly contained things belonging to his son and daughter. Each of the old couple was carrying a small bag, and the other was holding Wang Yuan's hand. They both had faint smiles on their faces, with expectations written on their faces.

Amidst the piercing sound of the whistle and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the track, the train arrived in Jinzhou.

Knowing that his parents, sister and family were coming to attend his wedding, Song Yunhui was so excited that he stayed awake for half the night and hurried to the train station before noon, for fear of missing the train.

"Xiaohui!"

"sister!"

Among the crowd, Song Yunhui saw his sister and brother-in-law, his parents, his nephew riding on his father's neck, Song Yunping and the others, and naturally they also saw Song Yunhui.

The two siblings were not the same as before. They couldn't help but hug each other excitedly when they met. Song Yunhui was no longer the innocent and ignorant person who only knew how to study. Song Yunping was no longer the little girl of the past.

"Dad! Mom!" Song Yunhui walked up to his parents and shouted with complicated emotions.

Father Song forced out a smile that wasn't too ugly, and Mother Song held Song Yunhui's hand with some excitement. Tears welled up from her eyes, and after a while, Mother Song's eyes became moist.

"I've lost weight!" Mother Song looked at her son and said with some choking, "Did you not eat well again?"

"Mom! I eat a lot. I eat three times a day, and I even have midnight snacks from time to time!" Song Yunhui said to his mother with a smile.

"Uncle! Eating late-night snacks is not good for your health!" Xiao Wangyuan, who had already gotten off Song Jishan's neck, grabbed Song Yunhui's other hand and said crisply: "Dad said that the stomach and intestines should also rest at night. If you eat

We slept for a late-night snack, but our stomach and intestines were not asleep, and our stomach and intestines would be tired the next day.”

"Then uncle won't have late night snacks anymore!" Song Yunhui raised his hand and rubbed Xiao Wang Yuan's forehead and said with a smile.
To be continued...