Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 266
Meng Yinyin was about to stand up and bear all the consequences, but she heard Song Tingyue say: "Yinyin and I are married with our fingertips. At first, I had resistance to the marriage contract and didn't want to fulfill it. But now, I have decided that Yinyin , will not change again, I am sorry for worrying all uncles and aunts."

Although Song Tingyue took all the responsibilities, Song Qidong still refused to let go: "How did I hear that you and Miss Meng's family were married in a fake manner?"

Hearing the words "fake marriage", everyone present whispered.

Meng Yinyin's heart was beating like a drum.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

She peeked at Song Tingyue with a guilty conscience, and said secretly, husband, I'm sorry, you have to take the blame.

In order to protect his own daughter-in-law, Song Tingyue was willing to act as a scapegoat: "Uncle, the marriage certificate is real, do you want to test it?"

Song Qidong sat upright, quite dignified: "The marriage certificate is real, but it doesn't prove that you are really married!"

"Then how do you prove it?"

As Song Tingyue said, he put his arms around Meng Yinyin's waist with one hand, lifted Meng Yinyin's chin with the other, and lifted her face up.

Meng Yinyin was still wondering why Song Tingyue only spoke half of what he said.

What is this like?
and then?
Song Tingyue raised his face before she could wait until the back.

"Well……"

The small mouth was blocked by Song Tingyue's lips, and Meng Yinyin's eyes suddenly widened.

Ouch, what is this for?
Before the banquet starts, sprinkle dog food first. You can't eat this bowl of dog food.

The elders were all embarrassed, and they turned away their faces one by one, and smiled awkwardly at the people around them.

Mother Song looked at the son and daughter-in-law who were throwing dog food, and secretly cheered up in her heart, son, come on, hurry up and let your old lady hold the grandson.

The two kissed for a long time before they let go.

Song Tingyue's face was indifferent, but Meng Yinyin's face was already blushing to the base of her neck.

She covered her hot face, trying to find a place to get in.

"Ahem." After being force-fed dog food, Song Qidong cleared his throat and said, "When are you going to have a baby?"

"As soon as possible!"

"Ah."

Although Song Qidong accepted Song Tingyue's rhetoric on the surface, he still had doubts in his heart.

A pair of sharp eyes stared at Meng Yinyin closely, taking her guilty conscience into his eyes.

This marriage is very problematic.

The atmosphere was too embarrassing, and Mother Song stood up to smooth things over: "All the dishes are ready, let's all start eating. We are usually busy, so it's rare to get together once. This time, the eldest brother and sister-in-law will stay for a while when they come back, so let's have a good get-together."

Others echoed: "Yes, yes, brother and sister-in-law, you haven't been back for several years."

Meng Yinyin secretly pulled Song Tingyue's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Doesn't your uncle live in Jiangcheng?"

"No, uncle and aunt live in the capital, and my uncle is a soldier." Song Tingyue patted the back of Meng Yinyin's hand: "Don't be afraid, he doesn't eat people, he just looks fierce."

Meng Yinyin stuck out her tongue: "No wonder it looks so serious, so it's a soldier!"

"Yeah." Song Tingyue sandwiched a piece of pork ribs for Meng Yinyin: "Eat quickly."

Looking at the gentle Song Tingyue, Meng Yinyin smiled sweetly.

No matter what the future holds, as long as she can be with him now, she is satisfied.

After dinner, Song's mother pulled Meng Yinyin and said quietly: "Yinyin, I arranged a pre-pregnancy checkup for you and Tingyue. You don't need to bring anything with you tomorrow, just go for the checkup."

(Third watch, Xia Xia has been abused by you so much that I don’t want to talk anymore. I will be doing a building activity. There will be red envelopes on every 8th. Come and participate, everyone. One ID is limited to one time, and the deadline is [-] o’clock tonight!)

(End of this chapter)