Yu Jinwen opened his mouth and closed it again. He wanted to praise his son, but little Nezha spoke first, "Mom and dad, please go to bed early. I'm going to bed too. Good night."

"OK, good night."

Yu Jinwen and Nan Song stood in the corridor and waved to their son like two good babies.

Little Nezha went back to his room.

The couple looked at their son's back and watched him go back to his room.

"Let's go."

Yu Jinwen carried Nan Song and walked to the room. Nan Song leaned on his shoulder and muttered, "Why do you think we are not very sensible? Are we rejuvenated, or is Nezha too mature?"

"We are not old yet."

Yu Jinwen comforted his daughter-in-law, and then said: "My son is indeed getting better."

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Maybe in a few years, the person in charge of the family will change.

He really wants to retire early, but his two sons are still too young, so he has to work for a few more years. The burden on the family is never light. If he is busy for a few more years, the children will be able to relax and be happy for a few more years. Beautiful

Time is fleeting, just stay a little longer.

...

Nan Song and the others didn't drink much tonight, mainly because they danced for too long and were overly excited and very tired when they stopped. After taking a shower, there was a knock on the door.

"It's so late, who is it?"

Yu Jinwen went to open the door, and the butler brought honey and hangover soup. He said that the young master had asked the kitchen to prepare it specially for them who had drunk wine, so as to avoid having a headache the next day.

Nan Song and Yu Jinwen were relieved for a while.

Nezha looks cold and cold, but he is actually very delicate in his heart. He always considers everything very thoughtfully and meticulously. Nan Song is also very conflicted in his heart. On the one hand, he is deeply relieved, but on the other hand, he is worried that Nezha is too thoughtful. Such a character

It’s easy to get tired, think too much about others, and easily neglect yourself.

After drinking the honey water, Nan Song handed the remaining half to Yu Jinwen and asked him, "Tell me, what type of girl does our Nezha like? What kind of wife will he marry in the future?"

Yu Jinwen finished drinking the honey water and pursed his lips, "Is it too early to consider this now?"

"Let's think about it first."

Yu Jinwen said lightly: "Gentle and kind, beautiful and generous, optimistic, that's it."

"Is this still the case? This is already perfect, okay?"

Nan Song glanced at him, thought about it again, and suddenly said: "Why do I feel that you describe her like a sister-in-law?"

Yu Jinwen: "..."

*

After several days of preparation, the wedding came as scheduled.

Knowing that there was no time for leisure on the day of the wedding, Nan Song did nothing yesterday. She lay in bed for almost the whole day. After getting enough sleep, she was woken up by the stylist team in the early morning. She sat in front of the dressing table and started styling.

Nan Song has only one request for this, "Just don't turn me into a ghost."

The bride's makeup is usually quite exaggerated. Before, Nan Song had seen a face that was as white as wallpaper, and her eyelashes were so thick that they looked like two feather fans. It was so scary up close.

"Do not worry."

The stylist looked at the beautiful face in the mirror and smiled: "I have made you more beautiful than flowers, making you the most beautiful bride."

Bride...

Nan Song looked at herself, and at this moment, she really felt like she was about to get married.
Chapter completed!