At this time, the best friend ceremony has also entered the countdown stage.
In the evening, red fire clouds crossed the sky. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong came back from Qin Jingqiu and handed the banquet list to Jiang Qin.
“Son, please confirm the list again. After confirming it, your father and I will go back to Linchuan to write the post.”
“okay.”
Jiang Qin reached out to take it, and saw that the person at home couldn’t help but move forward, so he hid aside: “I’m getting married, why are you joining in the fun?”
“I’ll get married too!” Feng Nanshu couldn’t help but kick him.
“Really, such a coincidence? Your groom must be very handsome, just like…”
Jiang Qin raised the corner of his mouth: “Just like my bride is very beautiful.”
Feng Nanshu was about to get into a fuss when she heard the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the last sentence, she immediately pouted her little face, with a cute attitude like if you say it again, I will be shy to show you.
Yuan Youqin couldn’t help but feel happy when she saw the two of them, thinking that her son’s mouth was really mean. No wonder Nan Shu didn’t call him husband, because he would feel itchy if he didn’t annoy her.
However, if you like someone, you probably want to mess with her all the time. When you mess with her, you can’t help but reveal your true feelings.
After checking the banquet list written by his father and uncle, Jiang Qin ran upstairs and brought another list, stacked the two lists and handed them to Jiang Zhenghong.
His list was compiled by Wei Lanlan and Wen Jinrui. It was a thick list of business partners and political dignitaries who were to be formally invited from the company level.
Jiang Zhenghong looked at the list and couldn’t help but exclaimed.
According to Jeju tradition, wedding invitations cannot be written by just anyone.
The Jiang family used to be considered a wealthy family, and there were elements of landlords in the past, but they quickly became lonely in the following generations.
Therefore, when it comes to writing invitations, it must be done by the clan master, that is, someone with a higher seniority.
But this list…
Good guy, if our family master wants to finish writing these, why don’t we be so tired that we cry?
At this time, several relatives from far away in Jeju couldn’t help but shiver, wondering if this winter would be colder than before, and why their scalps felt a little numb before it got there.
“Xiaoqiang, stop watching TV and go to bed quickly. Don’t stay up late.”
“Where’s my grandpa? He said he would bring me wedding candies when he comes back.”
“Your grandpa… is staying up late.”
“?”