Ever since she became pregnant, Wen Xinya has particularly liked the smell of old ink. The rich, simple and elegant scent of ink makes her feel as if every pore in her body is open and she is completely immersed in the ancient charm.
He Ma and Jiang Ma said that the child would have a great future. Uncle Zhang was also very happy and said that the child would definitely become a famous literary figure like his grandfather.
Although grandpa didn't say anything else, he often talked in front of her since then, and it was obvious that he was looking forward to the baby in her belly.
After coming back every day, Si Yiyan would also use ink, calling it a way to build relationships with his son.
Mr. Mo picked up a black chess piece and placed it on Xinya: "You and Sijiu have been planning your wedding for so long, when will the wedding be held?"
I have never seen anyone hold a wedding where they have already planned it but the date has not yet been set.
Xinya's belly is almost five months old. In the past, because she had been suffering from severe physical loss, her belly had never been noticeable. But recently, she has been in good health, has a good appetite, and is well-nourished, so her belly has slowly become noticeable. If she continues like this, her belly will soon grow bigger.
When the belly is big, the body will have many inconveniences and will not be able to withstand the stress.
Besides, it would not look good for Xinya to have a big belly at this once-in-a-lifetime wedding.
"Well... Si Yiyan said it will be scheduled for the beginning of next month."
Speaking of the wedding, Wen Xinya felt somewhat guilty. The wedding date had not been set yet, all because she proposed to design the wedding dress and jewelry herself. Considering her physical condition, the design work could not be completed in a short time. Si Yiyan had to postpone the wedding originally scheduled for the end of July again and again.
The revised design has not been completed yet, and only some details remain. She also wants to learn more about the customs and culture of Han marriages before making any modifications.
Mr. Mo's indifferent expression darkened slightly: "What day is it at the beginning of the month?"
Of course he knew that Si Jiu had asked Xinya to participate in the design of the wedding dress and jewelry, and he also knew that the designs had not yet come out. What made him unhappy was that Si Jiu was too indulgent to Xinya, and a wedding should not be treated as a joke.
It was already quite complicated to hold a Han wedding, and the wedding schedule was a bit late. Now even the wedding dress and jewelry are not ready. Should this wedding be held or not
After all, they are young people, and when it comes to the big issue of marriage, they still lack some consideration.
Wen Xinya hesitated for a long time before saying, "Well, it's just those few days anyway! If you really can't make it, then it doesn't matter if you postpone it a little."
In fact, the wedding date has not yet been decided.
The wedding dress she designed is a very famous triple-layer dress in Hanfu, with three layers inside and outside, and each layer has to be specially tailored, so the tailoring is even a hundred times more complicated than a wedding dress.
There are large areas of very complex and exquisite embroidery on the wedding dress, which is an extremely huge project. A good embroidery work can take at least one month, and at most three to five months to complete.
In addition, the craftsmanship of the jewelry is even more complicated, involving many of Country Z's ancient jewelry-making techniques. If it were entirely handmade, it would be impossible to complete it without two or three months.
Mr. Mo said sternly, "You are just too ridiculous. Marriage is a major event in human affairs. We want good luck. How can everything go as we wish? You can postpone it just as you want."
Si Jiu wanted everything to be perfect and give Xinya a perfect wedding.
But Xinya wants to pursue perfection so that this wedding will not leave any regrets.
He could understand such thoughts, after all, all young people today think this way when getting married. However, it is difficult to have everything perfect in this world, and this is an eternal law.
Wen Xinya hung her head, looking listless, "Grandpa, we are not fooling around. We only get married once in our lifetime, so it would be better if it is perfect. I have been reading the Four Books and Five Classics, the Twenty-Four Histories, and the Collection of Classics, History, and Philosophy recently, hoping to design the wedding dress and jewelry more perfectly. I estimate that the design will be completed in the next two days."
The development and characteristics of Hanfu can be found in these books.
Because of this, the draft, which was originally expected to be designed in three days, was delayed for a few more days.
Mr. Mo was such a cold person that he couldn't help but frown when he heard her words: "The wedding will be scheduled for August 5th. I have looked at the almanac before. August 5th is a good day for marriage."
He made the decision without leaving any room for maneuver. He felt that if he did not intervene in the marriage and let these two young people do whatever they wanted, they might even ruin the wedding.
Si Jiu was usually very sensible, but when it came to anything related to Xinya, he would always consider Xinya's perspective first. Ever since Xinya became pregnant, he had been even more responsive to her requests.
Although he was very happy that Si Jiu was good to his granddaughter, he still felt dissatisfied with such unlimited indulgence.
"Grandpa, are you sure you're not kidding?"
Wen Xinya opened her eyes wide, completely stunned. It seemed like there were only twenty days left until the fifth day of next month. Twenty days was definitely not enough time.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Mr. Mo raised his eyes to glance at her, picked up a black chess piece and placed it, the expression on his indifferent face couldn't be more serious.
Wen Xinya opened her mouth, but was intimidated by her grandfather's majesty and could not say no. She racked her brains to think of a way to convince her grandfather to postpone the wedding so that they would have more time.
She had a tangled and resentful expression on her face. Mr. Mo knew she was being cautious without having to guess. He glanced at the chessboard and said calmly, "You lose. You haven't improved at all in all these years. Don't tell others that I tested your chess skills when you go out."
Not only is she good at playing chess, she also has her own style.
However, perhaps because she played too much with Si Jiu and was not beaten enough by him, she did not make any major breakthroughs. However, he did not have too many requirements in this regard. He thought it would be enough for girls to learn some chess skills and cultivate the calm wisdom of chess, but she did not have to become a national player.
"Need I say more? Everyone on earth knows that you taught me how to play chess." Wen Xinya's attention instantly shifted from the wedding time to the chessboard.
When she looked at the losing situation on the chessboard and saw her grandfather's slightly disgusted eyes, she suddenly felt bad. Although she was at a disadvantage in the game just now, she still had room to turn around. How could she lose so miserably in the blink of an eye
Old Master Mo looked at her staring at the chessboard with a confused expression on her face, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
So before Wen Xinya was even conscious, her wedding date was set. When she woke up and realized everything, she would scream that her grandfather was treacherous.
This is clearly a purposeful diversion of attention.