Jiang Tian glanced at the two of them: “It’s the pot calling the kettle black. Song Qingqing wanted to give Jiang Qin two babies before. She said her family has the gene for twins.”
Jiang Qin looked around at this time: “Why didn’t Zhuang Chen come? He must be in the top five of Lao Cao’s must-have list? I haven’t seen Mr. Zhuang for a long time. I thought I could see him.”
“Zhuang Chen is at work, right?”
“At work? Isn’t he starting a business?” Ren Ziqiang couldn’t help asking.
Jian Chun pursed her lips: “I saw him back during the Chinese New Year last year. I heard from relatives that he was at work, working as a secretary for the company leader or something.”
Jiang Qin sighed and felt a little bit sorry.
When Cao Guangyu said he wanted to invite Zhuang Chen, he really thought Mr. Zhuang would come.
Then, Feng Nanshu suddenly pulled his sleeve and said that he wanted to see the bride, so a group of people went to the small building where Ding Xue was waiting to get married.
After entering the door, there were three people sitting on the sofa, one was an uncle wearing a Benshan hat, and the other two were dark-skinned women.
Ding Xue was an orphan who lost her parents when she was young. She followed her grandmother to sell vegetables for a living, and her hot temper was also developed in the market.
Because her grandmother told her that if she didn’t have a bad temper, it would be easy for an old widow to be bullied with a little girl.
It was because of this that the help post written by Master Cao for the grandmother in the commercial street moved her so much that she took the initiative to ask Master out to meet.
Young Master Cao talks big, but he is actually a weakling, so he was conquered by Ding Xue.
But since Ding Xue’s grandmother passed away, Ding Xue has been really helpless. Now the only people who can accompany her to get married are the village chief who has retired for many years, and her aunt and uncle, who have lent money to Ding Xue for school.
They are dressed very simply, but very clean, and such clothes are already dressed up for them.
As soon as they saw someone coming in, the village chief, uncle and aunt were a little nervous. They wiped their hands and stood up, hesitating a little, speaking in dialect.
In fact, they were a little nervous when they came, because the Cao family’s pattern was indeed more grand than the richest man in their county. They were afraid that they would embarrass Ding Xue, and they had decided not to show up.
But then they thought, if they didn’t show up again, who could send Ding Xue off to get married.
Jiang Qin walked in at this time, looking at the three people standing in front of the sofa with nervous expressions, stunned for a moment, and immediately went over to say hello.
He also asked Jiang Ainan to call him grandpa and grandma. Jiang Ainan was also a clever little ghost. She was not afraid of people at all and her expression was very lovable.
After talking for a long time, Jiang Qin realized that the man wearing the Benshan hat was actually the village chief of Ding Xue’s village.
“You lent money to Ding Xue to go to college? Damn, did Lao Cao know? If he knew but didn’t give her a villa, he would be heartless!”
“Don’t worry, I will ask for it for you after the wedding.”
The village chief showed an honest smile and took out a cigarette for him.