Contentment grows joy

Chapter 33
Qian Hui held a grand wedding on his own.

There were many guests, all of whom were relatives and friends invited by her, as well as her group of high-profile old sisters.

Qian Hui forced Su Jian to stand at the entrance of the hotel, wearing the most fashionable clothes and pinning the fireworks, to greet and see him off.

Millet and Shen Ziqiang were just like a pair of ordinary guests, dressed in casual clothes, standing behind Qian Hui and Su Jian, cooperating with them like puppets.

I didn't know, I thought it was Qian Hui and Su Jian's wedding.

The wedding event finally came to a successful conclusion under Qian Hui's back and forth and busy work.

After the wedding, the money will seem to disappear.

Millet is immersed in the newlywed relationship with Shen Ziqiang, and doesn't bother to talk to her.

"The new year is coming soon, how are we going to celebrate the Spring Festival?" Shen Ziqiang dragged the floor and asked Millet casually.

"Small New Year? What year?" Millet had never heard of such a small year. Here, only the [-]th day of the first lunar month celebrates the New Year.

"Oh, we call December 24 Xiaonian, hehehe." Shen Ziqiang patted his head as if remembering something.

"Oh, yes, Chinese New Year is coming soon." Millet murmured.

That's right, this small family has just been established, and it's the first time for us to celebrate the Spring Festival.

According to their northern customs, do you want to go back to their village to celebrate the New Year?

But what if Comrade Qian Hui is unwilling?
For so many years, I have been with them every Spring Festival.

Don't want them just after getting married?

Millet heart was beating a small drum, but she forgot to answer Shen Ziqiang.

"Wife, what are you thinking? Did you hear what I just said?" Shen Ziqiang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Millet's eyes, "I said, how will we celebrate the Spring Festival?"

"Husband, I'm not blind, why are you shaking your hand in front of my eyes?" Millet thought it was funny, "I didn't know what I was thinking just now, I was lost in thought, and forgot to answer."

Mi Li confessed to Shen Ziqiang honestly.

She and Shen Ziqiang had a tacit understanding before. Now that the two of them are serious about getting married, there is no need to cover up or hide anything.

One family, don't speak two languages.

"Well, how about we go back to my hometown during the Spring Festival, and I haven't seen my parents yet!"

Millet finally decided to go back to Shen Ziqiang's small village to celebrate the New Year.

"Really?" Shen Zhiqiang's eyes were full of surprises, and he excitedly held the hands of Millet.

"Yeah!" Millet smiled and nodded.

"My wife, thank you, you are so kind!" Shen Ziqiang felt that he was the luckiest person in the world.

Compared with other girls who only have themselves and their family in their hearts, Milia is really hard to find.

Know the book and reason, tell right from wrong, and reason.

On the night when the people from the department were invited to dinner, their section chief, Cheng Wanfang, took his hand, winked, and said quietly, "You boy, your eyes are really poisonous. It's about time, and it's so rare to find someone! I knew You kid has such good luck, I won't waste my time asking people to introduce you, you! Good! Poison! Poison..."

Cheng Wanfang drank two more glasses and was in high spirits, giving Shen Ziqiang a thumbs up all the time.

"Hey hey," Shen Ziqiang kept smiling, "Yes, I also think I'm lucky!"

"I was fine in the first place, you just found out now?" Miu Li raised her eyebrows and curled her lips.

"Yes, yes, my wife has always been very good. I, Shen Ziqiang, cultivated the blessings of eighteen lifetimes, so why is it not good?" Shen Ziqiang leaned over with a smile, and pinched the gradually rosy cheeks of Millet.

"But, my wife, it's very cold in our hometown during the Spring Festival, I'm afraid you're not used to it!" Shen Ziqiang said lovingly.

"At the parents' place, they are all very well, and they won't mind these things. We'll go back to see them after the new year is over and the weather is warmer." Shen Ziqiang had already started making arrangements before Millie could speak.

"Besides, it's the first Spring Festival after we got married. Let's spend time with our parents here. The precious daughter they raised for so long was kidnapped by me just like that. Shouldn't I pay them for the Spring Festival?" Shen Ziqiang said with a smile.

Millet looked at Shen Ziqiang gratefully, and nodded.

She wanted to tell Qian Hui the news.

I made several phone calls, but either they were told that they could not be answered or that no one answered.

Mili suddenly panicked, what happened to Comrade Qian Hui?
I blame myself, I only think about myself, and recently I have ignored Qianhui.

Millet's relationship with Qian is the kind that quarrels when they meet, and thinks about it when they don't meet.

Millet hurriedly called Su Jian.

Su Jian didn't answer the first call.

Milia panicked even more.

She dialed a second one, she begged, someone must answer, someone must answer.

"Hey, Lier." When Su Jian's familiar voice came to mind on the other end of the phone, Mioli let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank God!" Muttered involuntarily.

"Thank God?! Is something wrong, Li'er?" Miu Li's thankful words made Su Jian's nerves tense.

"Oh, I called my mother, but she didn't answer, and I called you, but you didn't answer, so I was in a hurry." Millet heard that Su Jian's voice was normal, and said with a smile.

"Oh, your mother, she went to XSBN to play, and she came back after a while."

"What, isn't the Chinese New Year coming soon?" Miu Li's eyes nearly popped out of shock, she had never heard that Qian would like to travel.

"Hey, isn't this because you're married? Once your mother lifted the stone in her heart, she felt much more relaxed. She invited her girlfriends and traveled around the warm cities in southern China."

Su Jian chuckled, in a good mood, and there was a group of people arguing vaguely beside him.

Needless to say, Su Jian was playing chess on the street.

As soon as Qian Hui left, Su Jian was completely free from restraint except for being in a daze, so he couldn't play chess well enough?

"How did you spend the new year?"

"Ah... what did you say?" Su Jian dealt with the millet absent-mindedly.

"I said, how will our family spend the Chinese New Year?"

"Oh?! Chinese New Year, oh, I remembered, your mother seems to say that you are now the daughter of a married woman, and you have to go back to your in-law's house for Chinese New Year. I will go to XSBN to find your mother in two days. We Hey, I'm traveling there for the Chinese New Year... Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai

Su Jian stared at the chessboard while talking with Milli.

"Oh, that's fine." Millet hung up the phone sullenly.

She used to be very annoyed by money clubs, always on the phone every day, talking about this and that, but now, she just threw her out in such a cool way, and said something about the water that was thrown out.

Millet feels very uncomfortable, very very extremely extremely extremely uncomfortable! ! ! ! !

Mili felt that she had become an outcast in an instant.

Mili was depressed and angry at the same time.

Comrade Qian Hui was too disgraceful. Shen Ziqiang was so sensible to spend the New Year with them. Fortunately, she ran away without farting.

Seeing Millet sitting there with her mouth pouted, Shen Ziqiang came over, took a small fragrant scarf, and put it on her mouth.

"What are you doing?"

"Your mouth is so high, I see, can it be used as a hook?"

"Pfft." Millet smiled, still full of sorrow.

Shen Ziqiang held her hand silently and said softly.

"what happened?"

"Oh, my parents are not at home to celebrate the New Year this year, what are they talking about traveling for the New Year!" Millet didn't know how to say it.

She felt a little sorry for Shen Ziqiang.

"My mother asked us to go back to our hometown for the New Year and see our parents."

Millet added this sentence, hoping that Shen Ziqiang would feel better.

"Oh!" Shen Ziqiang smiled thoughtfully, not at all unhappy.

"Then, let's go to them to celebrate the New Year too, and give our parents a surprise!"

"really?"

Shen Ziqiang's words were like a good medicine for happiness, and the bitterness of millet grains was replaced by excitement in an instant.

Millet hugged Shen Ziqiang's thick arm, her eyes shone with happiness.

"Of course it's true, how dare I lie to our family leader?" Shen Ziqiang made a funny bow.

Mili let go of her heart completely, and was amused to laugh.

This year, Millet and Shen Ziqiang, as well as Qianhui and Su Jian, all lived extremely satisfied.

Millet is doted on by Shen Ziqiang's initiative and sincerity.

Qian Hui and Su Jian were also moved by Shen Ziqiang's straightforwardness and hospitality.

"Now, give him the miliary grains, so you can rest assured?"

Su Jian embraced Qian Hui, sat on the rattan chair in front of the door, and looked at the red sun on the distant horizon.

"En!" Qian Hui lowered his voice in a rare way, leaned his head on Su Jian's shoulder, and nodded slightly.

This scene was all seen by the young couple standing in front of the French windows on the second floor, embracing and enjoying the sunset.

Millet curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.

Shen Ziqiang integrated into the Su family.

　As a preview, Shen Ziqiang's parents Shen Yuehan and Wen Cuizhi are about to appear on the stage. I am so eager to write about them. o(*￣︶￣*)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)