"So, for dinner..."
"Your family didn't prepare dinner?"
"My mom told to ask, worried that you might leave in the afternoon if you had sothing to do."
Tan Wenbin imdiately turned his head and shouted towards the kitchen, "Auntie, I'll eat at ho tonight; I still want the braised fish and pork belly!"
"Okay, okay!"
Zhou Yunyun was a bit at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
"Let's go for a walk to digest, I ate too much."
"You have only yourself to bla for eating so much."
"I'm not like you, too shy to eat at ho."
Zhou Yunyun playfully punched Tan Wenbin's shoulder a few tis.
Then, the two of them strolled side by side in the village.
They needed to show their presence around to avoid the village ladies from worrying and matchmaking them with soone.
During the walk, Zhou Yunyun took a red envelope out of her pocket and handed it to Tan Wenbin: "This is from my parents for you."
This amused Tan Wenbin greatly, and he laughed, "No way, I get a red envelope too?"
"I don't know, my parents gave it."
Tan Wenbin didn't take it: "You keep it."
"Your mom already gave one to , if you don't take this, how can I explain to my parents?"
"You just need to show it, that's explanation enough."
Zhou Yunyun held onto Tan Wenbin's arm: "Do you know, I still feel like this isn't real, are we really dating?"
"You're dreaming, wake up quickly, class is starting, dear class president."
Zhou Yunyun lifted her head and gave Tan Wenbin a peck on the cheek, then continued walking while holding onto him.
After digesting a bit, in the afternoon, since he had been drinking, even though there wasn't much checking for drunk driving, Tan Wenbin still didn't drive but borrowed Zhou Yunyun's father's bicycle and rode it to the factory.
Unwrapped, and inspected the goods.
Such intricate craftsmanship, full of life!
"Master Ge, you're truly amazing, why don't you change careers and open your own factory to make these, you'll definitely make big money!"
"What nonsense are you talking? Even if I make them, who's going to buy them besides you?"
"Master Ge, as people's lives get better, demand for stuff like this will definitely grow. I heard soone is making these in Lianyungang."
"Heh, I don't believe it."
"Well, nothing I can do then, I'm off, Master, see you."
Tan Wenbin once again rode the bicycle to Mr. Li's house.
Mr. Li had gone to discuss sothing with the village chief, and only Xiao Yingying was at ho.
Tan Wenbin found those two urns, opened them, placed the standard-sized one inside Prince Wang and the oversized one inside Godfather.
Turning around, he saw the woman was watching him, to be precise, she was looking at the remaining set of items in his hand.
Tan Wenbin didn't explain but asked, "Where are Xiao Yuan's grandparents, they're not here?"
"They left to help at their in-laws' ho these days."
"Oh, I see, maybe later, a couple with a child might co over, they're really good at working."
"Hmm?"
"But their situation is sowhat special, you can... Never mind, I'll co back and arrange it personally."
The woman returned to her workstation and continued making paper figures.
Tan Wenbin shrugged and rode the bicycle back to Zhou Yunyun's house.
At this ti, the n who originally drank heavily were just starting to wake up, each of them still dizzy.
Seeing Tan Wenbin still full of energy, everyone felt a bit apprehensive.
For dinner, they took it easy, everyone mutually agreed to "raise fish in their glasses" instead of drinking heavily.
However, even without contests of drinking, with Tan Wenbin around, it wasn't possible for the scene to grow cold.
Of course, even if Tan Wenbin weren't this cheerful, he wouldn't be neglected because his family conditions were better.
In theory, blood relations should make it easier to avoid becoming petty, yet in a normal social circle, such pettiness often only appears among relatives.
Thus, soone like Tan Wenbin, who cos from a good family and actively blends in with everyone, was only more welco.
After dinner, Tan Wenbin didn't stay over and drove back to his old ho, as he hadn't drunk that night.
With his parents in Jinling, alone he reminisced about the place he used to live before showering and heading to bed.
Early the next morning, he drove to Zhou Yunyun's house, had breakfast there, then took Zhou Yunyun to visit his grandparents from both sides and received two thick red envelopes.
"That's too much..."
"Take it, if the betrothal gift isn't enough, lend so."
"What betrothal gift?"
Both being only children, after marriage they would have to care for both sides, thus there wasn't a tradition of betrothal gifts, the local titles of southern and northern grandparents partly stem from neither wanting to be called maternal or paternal grandparents.
"You should get so rest, I'll call you when we get to Jinling..."
"Beep... beep... beep..."
The pager sounded, Tan Wenbin pulled over; how rare, even his dad paged him.
It was uncommon for his dad to page him; usually, he would appear at the most inconvenient monts.
He drove a bit further, reached the town, found a public phone, and dialed back.
"Hello, this is Tan Yunlong."
"Hello Officer Tan, this is Tan Wenbin."
"How's it going, smoothly?"
"Smooth." Tan Wenbin leaned against the counter, Zhou Yunyun was still in the car and didn't co along, "Thanks to your hard work, your son is quite popular with future in-laws."
"There's sothing I need to tell you."
"Dad, we're like father and son, no need to be so formal."
"Do you know a girl nad Chen Xiajuan?"
"Dad, I'm being wronged here, I haven't ssed around outside, I don't know any Huahua or ii or Juanjuan."
"She's only four years old."
"I don't know her."
"She says she knows ."
"Dad, so it's you who made a mistake?"
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