Marriage of the Republic of China

Chapter 61

After finishing the last two exams, Fu Wenge hurried to the Liuguo Hotel to meet his parents.Qiao Ansheng and Fu Junkai arrived in Beiping three days ago, but they never had time to meet their son.Because of the final exam, Fu Wenge only slept for two or three hours a day, and fell down on the sofa as soon as he entered Qiao Ansheng's room, saying that he had to catch up on sleep anyway.

Fu Junkai opened the door and came in. Seeing Fu Wenge curled up sleeping on the sofa, he walked over to pick him up and carried him to the bed in the bedroom.If you sleep on your nest like this, you will definitely be sore when you wake up.

After covering Fu Wenge with the quilt, he walked around the two rooms in the suite, and Fu Junkai asked, "Where did Wen Yang go?"

"They said they were going to play in the snow in the garden downstairs." Qiao Ansheng turned his head towards the window.

Fu Junkai went to the window, glanced down, pushed the window open, lit a cigarette and smoked while watching Fu Wenyang playing with some foreign children in the garden.According to regulations, Mu Wangqiu had no position to attend Fu Wenge's wedding, but Fu Wenyang missed his brother, so Fu Junkai discussed with Qiao Ansheng to bring the child to Peiping.

For Fu Wenyang, Qiao Ansheng never showed any negative emotions.At the beginning Mu Wangqiu was startled by the shot he fired, coupled with being turned away, his confusion caused premature delivery, and he gave birth to the child in the hotel bathroom.After Fu Wenyang was born, he had difficulty breathing. The doctors in Quanbaoding said that the child would not survive, but he survived.But perhaps due to hypoplasia, or hypoxia and other factors, this child is obviously slower than children of the same age.

I can't say I'm stupid, but I'm a little stupid, and my brain can't turn a corner.For example, if you give him two pieces of pastry and ask him to share among four people, he can struggle for several hours. If no one gives advice, he will never think of splitting the pastry and distributing it equally.In addition, it is precisely because of his single-mindedness that he doesn't care about other people's strange eyes, he has a thorough mind, and he only cares about whoever he likes.

Qiao Ansheng felt sorry for the child, and promised Fu Junkai to take Fu Wenge to play with his brother from time to time.Fu Wenyang has been very attached to Fu Wenge since he was a child. No matter how indifferently Fu Wenge treated him at the beginning, he has never been depressed because of it. On the contrary, he always misses his brother when there are good things.Knowing that Fu Wenge was leaving Baoding to study in Peiping, he locked himself in the closet in his bedroom for a whole night, and refused to come out if anyone dragged him out.

On the day of sending Fu Wenge away, he chased the car that Luo Gan rented for several miles, and finally returned home crying when he couldn't chase him anymore.

"elder brother!"

"Wen Yang! My brother is sleeping—"

Qiao Ansheng didn't grab the half-grown boy, and could only watch helplessly as he woke Fu Wenge awake.

"You crushed brother to death!" Fu Wenge patted his chest while stroking his younger brother's head.He was instantly awakened from a deep sleep when he was hit by his younger brother who was like a small cannonball.It startled him, his heart jumped so that his throat ached along with it.

Fu Wenyang wrapped his icy hands around Fu Wenge's neck after playing with the snow, and shouted happily: "Brother! Brother! I miss you so much!"

"Hey! Your hands are really cold!" Fu Wenge was sleeping hot, and taught him to give him a jolt, and quickly pushed his brother's hands away, "Wen Yang, don't make trouble, let brother get up first."

Fu Wenyang climbed out of bed obediently, and stared at Fu Wenge with a smile: "Brother, do you think I'm tall?"

Lifting the quilt, Fu Wenge nodded while putting on his shoes: "Well, not only have you grown, but you've also gained weight. You almost crushed my brother's breakfast just now."

"Dad said, when I grow to the height of his shoulders, he will send me to the martial arts hall!"

"You want to be a soldier?" Standing up, he patted his little brother's frozen red face, Fu Wenge took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, "The snot is about to come out, wipe it off."

Qiao Ansheng stood by the door and looked at the two brothers, with complicated emotions in his eyes: "Wen Ge, the tailor has been waiting for you for a long time, let's try on the dress first. Oh yes, Gang Hanchen came over to see you fell asleep, I didn't ask you to be called."

"Why is he here? Isn't it impossible to meet before the wedding?" Fu Wenge blushed, lowered his head, took off his brother's cotton coat and threw it on the bedside couch, patted the child on the back, "Go, put your face I washed my hands, and my brother brought you some snacks."

Fu Wenyang ran into the bathroom in response, came out after washing and asked, "Snacks?"

"On the coffee table in the outer room." Fu Wenge said, looking at Qiao Ansheng, "Father, call the tailor to come in, I'll try this room."

Staggering to get out of the way for Fu Wenyang to run out of the house, Qiao Ansheng turned around and called the tailor over.The day after tomorrow is the wedding, and the bride and groom have never worn a dress, and if there are any inappropriate places, they need to rush to make changes.

Qiao Ansheng watched the tailor try on his son's clothes from the side, and said with a smile, "Han Chen said that he would take you around the venue to see if there is anything else he would like to add."

"Just decide." Fu Wenge buttoned up his shirt, stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of the shirt, "Master, this waist is too wide, and I'm useless in my waist. Please take a few stitches."

"I have to wear a vest outside, so I won't be useless if I wear it."

The tailor had a needle in his mouth and was slurring his words.He took a needle and pinned it to the shoulder of the shirt—it was so wide that he had to take a few stitches.He has made clothes for all ages for Bai Hanchen, so he knows where to put them and collect them.It's the first time I make clothes for this young master, and I don't know the exact pattern, so I have to change it.The sleeves are also a little longer, and the lower hand covers the first joint of the thumb, so it has to be shortened by half an inch.

Fu Wenge suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, Father, bring me the bag, the cufflinks Xiaomo gave me are inside."

The material for the cufflinks was made by Chen Xiaomo, so Li Chunming chose the most popular styles and made a pair for them.The silver base is inlaid with lapis lazuli, and the thick blue is matched with a silver suit jacket, just like the finishing touch.

"The workmanship is really good." The tailor praised the cufflinks.He saw Tianjie making shirts and suits for others, he was well-informed, and he knew that the cufflinks were made by skilled craftsmen when he saw the craftsmanship.

Fu Wenge responded happily: "It was made by Cartier's master."

"Great, it's the Wangfujing family."

"Ah."

"Master, do you think the trouser legs are a bit long?" Qiao Ansheng asked beside him.

"I haven't confiscated the edge yet. I'm waiting for my upper body measurement. It'll be quick. It will take a quarter of an hour." The master stretched out the tape measure and bent down to measure the length of Fu Wenge's trousers.After he had finished measuring, he opened his trousers and marked it with chalk. He got up and said, "Qihuo, I'll go back and change it at night, and try it again in the morning."

"Excuse me."

Fu Wenge quickly turned around and changed his clothes.It's not easy to be a clothes rack, but it seems easier to memorize exams in comparison.

After the tailor left, Fu Junkai called Fu Wenge to another room and took out a red envelope.

"Wang Qiu said, this is money for the wedding between you and Han Chen, he can't come, express his heart."

Fu Wenge turned his head away, stared out of the window and said coldly: "I don't want his money."

Fu Junkai looked distressed, frowned slightly, and sighed: "Dad knows that you have pimples in your heart, but Wen Ge, don't worry about those happy days. You are going to get married soon, you can't act like a child play tantrum."

These words made Fu Wenge feel aggrieved: "It's all your fault! You shouldn't have brought him back in the first place! Do you know how sad Dad is!?"

Fu Junkai was stunned.He had never been so accused by his son, and he was speechless for a while.

"Wen Ge, keep your voice down, Wen Yang can hear you from outside." Qiao Ansheng entered the room and closed the door behind him.

Fu Wenge turned his head away in a gamble, and fell silent.Qiao Ansheng walked up to Fu Junkai, took away the red envelope in his hand, and handed it to Fu Wenge: "The gift money is a blessing and should be accepted. Wen Ge, I know you love me, but this shouldn't be a life-long entanglement." shadow, that is the real torture for me."

He said it not only to his son, but also to his husband.Since the fragmentation of that day, he has never expressed any dissatisfaction with Mu Wangqiu's affairs for many years, let alone a grievance.He lives with his own will, and no longer regards his feelings for Jun Kai as the whole of his life.

However, for Fu Wenge, the scene of that day could not be erased from his mind no matter what.No matter how Qiao Ansheng persuaded him, he still said stubbornly: "Father, I don't want it, don't force me."

"An Sheng..." Fu Junkai held Qiao Ansheng's arm, his eyes filled with self-blame, "Forget it, Wen Ge doesn't want it, let him go."

Qiao Ansheng looked at his son's stubborn profile, and reluctantly handed back the red envelope to Fu Junkai: "Then let's make Wen Yang a new suit, it's time to grow fast."

In response, he took the red envelope and placed it lightly on the coffee table at hand. Fu Junkai hesitated, patted his son on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Okay, I have to have dinner with the Bai family later, you go wash your face first." Clean up, don't make a face on the big day, it's unlucky."

Fu Wenge gave him a dissatisfied look, then turned and left the room.

Being slapped by his son, Fu Junkai lighted up a cigarette in embarrassment, and said helplessly to Qiao Ansheng: "Wen Ge is so stubborn, it's up to you."

After pinching the cigarette in his hand, Qiao Ansheng took a puff and exhaled the smoke slowly.The protruding corners of the eyes and brows were submerged in a smile in the drifting dust.

"Come on, it's up to you."

Dinner was eaten in the hotel restaurant, and the two families formally sat down to exchange feelings.Bai Yukun and Sun Baoting beamed with joy, their hearts filled with the joy of marrying their daughter-in-law.Fu Junkai, on the other hand, put on the airs of an old father-in-law, and kept his words serious. During the dinner, he reminded Bai Hanchen from time to time not to treat Fu Wenge slowly after marriage.

Bai Hanchen and Fu Wenge sat facing each other, listening to his father-in-law's lecture, but kicking his daughter-in-law's shoes under the table for a while.Since Fu Wenge had to take the exam, he had to deal with official duties in advance, and the two of them hadn't seen each other for half a month.In the afternoon, I went to the room to look for Fu Wenge, but the other party was asleep, and Qiao Ansheng stopped him. He didn't even see a single hair, so he was too worried.

What Bai Hanchen was thinking, Fu Wenge's heart was like a mirror - didn't he just want to hide and take a few bites?But in front of their parents, how dare they go out alone?He kept pushing his foot back, but in the end it was so big that Bai Hanchen bumped into Fu Wenyang who was sitting next to Fu Wenge and dangling his legs under the chair.

Fu Wenyang lifted the tablecloth, looked down, raised his face and asked, "Brother Hanchen, why are you kicking me?"

"..."

Being nailed to his face by everyone's gaze, Bai Hanchen twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "I changed my posture... accidentally."

Sun Baoting hurriedly helped her son find a venue: "Hanchen, take Wenge to see the venue, didn't you make it this afternoon?"

"Ah yes, Wen Ge, let's go, I'll take you to see it."

Before Fu Wenge could say, "Can't we watch it tomorrow?", Bai Hanchen dragged him out of the dining room.When the two of them went out, Fu Junkai withdrew his gaze and threw the napkin on the table, a trace of displeasure slowly crept up between his eyes.

——It will be over the day after tomorrow, why are you so anxious?

TBC

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