Chapter 62 Consensus Looks Good

  "Uh, I've been away from the group for so long, there are a few things that need to be taken care of, staying here won't do, but bringing this little girl over to cultivate some feelings, time can still be squeezed out."

  "Take that girl to the troops, what's the idea."

  "Let's get our story straight and just tell outsiders that she was loaned out to the army's cultural troupe."

  Song Shuwei ate while talking, his appetite was surprisingly good, and the food on the table was swept away one by one. He must have consumed too much energy last night.

  Song Jingzhu saw that he had explained it so meticulously and secretly smiled in his heart. Wasn't this idea given to Liu Daoyi by himself?

  "So delicate and lovely a girl should be kept by one's side, at this age it is not easy to find someone pleasing to the eye, she must be treated with great care."

  He deliberately mentioned his nephew, who was very fond of that lovely little girl, and it would be a blessing for the child to marry him.

  His wife saw this guy just eating and didn't know if he heard it in his ears or not, so she couldn't help but interrupt:

  "Uh-huh, settle down early, get married and bring her home, the whole family will be at ease. You see, every year during Chinese New Year, because of your marriage, your mom is always in a flurry, the whole family can't even take a break."

  "What are you talking about?" Song Jingzhu cleared his throat and scolded his wife.

  "Haha, the old lady is telling a big truth. Don't mention you guys, I'm so nagged by her that I don't dare to go home. However, this year I will definitely work hard and strive to let everyone have a lively and joyful New Year."

  Song Shu Yun swallowed his food and responded with a sound, he had long been tortured by his mother about the marriage, where would he turn pale for an elder's teasing.

  "Haha, then we'll prepare big red envelopes early and wait to congratulate you!" Song Jingzhu's partner laughed happily.

  The three of them looked at each other and burst out laughing, feeling carefree and joyful.

  Song Shu suddenly thought of something and reminded him solemnly:

  "This matter, just a slight stroke of the pen, you guys keep it confidential, try not to let my mom hear any rumors, I'm afraid of her. That little girl is so young, with that picky gaze of hers, she'd scare people to tears."

  Song Jingzhu and his wife burst out laughing, after which Song Jingzhu waved his hand and said: "You can rest assured to chase her, your mom came to school to see that little girl on the second day she started learning."

  Song Shu's chopsticks clutched the dish firmly, but it still fell onto the dinner table. He involuntarily exclaimed:

  "She already knew? Won't she go and tell that little girl a bunch of nonsense, I'm really being driven crazy by her, how does she always manage to be one step ahead of me on everything?"

  "Haha, she didn't give birth to you first, how can she be your mom!"

  Song Jingzhu's words were full of smiles and irony, "Your mom, after all these years, her fiery personality has been ground down by you to the point where she doesn't have any spirit left, so don't blame her."

  "This is what I told her, that day Xiang Hong had just arrived at school and got into a fight with someone, was locked up for a day, and I..."

  "Lockdown - lock her up?"

  Song Shuyu's face turned gloomy and he put down his chopsticks on the table.

  Even though he had heard Qin Luo Shui say it long ago, when he heard his uncle say it to his face, he still pretended to have just known, apart from taking the opportunity to vent his anger, more importantly, he was with Sang Hong last night and didn't want his uncle to misunderstand that Sang Hong had told him too much.

  "You're too impulsive! Someone's little girl is locked up and still doing handstands to reflect on her mistakes, but you only know how to spoil your son? What about your principles?"

  Song Jingzhu looked at his reaction and reprimanded him lightly, explaining the ins and outs of the matter, then said:

  "Your mom came over that noon specially to see her and even brought some of Liu's private dishes."

  It just so happened that Liu Daoyi invited Sang Hong to lunch, but she didn't meet him. She came to me and complained as soon as she turned around. I told her all about the little girl's situation and gave her a preventive shot. She didn't say anything, just asked me to take good care of her and wait for you to bring her home.

  Song Shuyu heard that his mother hadn't seen Sang Hong and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

  Song Jingzhu seemed to have thought of something and laughed happily:

  "That girl has indeed benefited from misfortune, not only getting the care of Liu Daoyi and your mother. I was afraid of embarrassing her, so I specially invited her to have breakfast with me, chatted with her, and made her laugh. Uncle did this for you, is it enough?"

  Song Shu Wei curled up his mouth and smiled: "Enough, enough, what kind of person can stand you being like this, she can swallow it?"

  "You'd be surprised, she has a good appetite, and mine's improved a lot too."

  "Oh? Eldest uncle, it seems you two are still quite compatible. What do you think of that young girl?"

  "How's that? Unfazed by honor or humiliation, genuine and natural, you two are a perfect match! It turns out that all these years of uncertainty were just fate waiting for you here. Marrying her is your good fortune, as sweet as a happy fruit. You're a clever and charming couple."

  "Haha, Uncle is overpraising her, she's not as good as you said?"

  Song Shu Yu was secretly delighted, but also somewhat surprised. This old man was absolutely not talkative to outsiders, and rarely praised people.

  "You've seen many women over the years, but finding a wife is about finding someone you can tolerate for a lifetime. What's important isn't family background or looks and talent, it's spiritual quality. A woman with spiritual quality has strong adaptability, no matter what level you reach in life, she'll be able to keep up."

  Song Shuwei nodded and thought carefully about his words, feeling that he had gained a deeper understanding of marriage and women.

  This statement will need an extremely long period of time to be verified.

  He got up and filled another bowl of rice, sat down and asked: "Uncle, how's the preparation for the new student military training selection match in our college going?"

  "Those who know the news are clenching their fists and waiting for an opportunity to show off."

  Song Jingzhu thought of the end of this year's military training, which was hot and fiery, and couldn't help but smile.

  "Alright, the troops are in urgent need of some high-quality personnel to join in, remember to notify me when the time comes." Song Shuyu reminded.

  "Aren't you notified every year? Why do you need a special reminder?"

  "Xiang Hong is going to participate in the selection match, I'm worried that she'll forget, and need to send her back on time."

  "What?" Perhaps feeling that his reaction was a bit excessive, Song Jingzhu remained silent for a moment before solemnly reminding him, "Cough, cough - this kind of thing can't be judged by emotions. Giving her favors isn't helping her, but rather harming her."

  Song Jingzhu was worried that he would be blinded by her beauty.

  "It's clear that her physical strength training is necessary, but as for winning, it depends on her own abilities. She may very likely know when to retreat."

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