"Are you not done yet?" Su Yi leaned against the door, whistled and said.
Lan Fuchu raised his eyes, his pupils were as deep and blue as the sea, "It's nine o'clock, why did you come back so late, where have you been?"
"I went to try the wedding dishes with Yanyan." After saying that, she looked at his face and said, "Benmo went too."
Hearing this, he stopped typing on the keyboard.
Su Yi knew what he was thinking at a glance. She walked over, hugged him from behind the swivel chair, and then rested her chin on his shoulder. She intimately and proactively explained: "Ben Mo has recovered. I went to try the dishes with him, Yan Yan, and Lin Ji Shen. Will you be angry?"
Lan Fuchu raised his hand, covered hers, and said softly, "It's okay to be friends normally, but it's not okay to be ambiguous."
"Then next time you see him, don't get jealous before you even ask him."
Lan Fuchu didn't say anything.
Su Yi continued to give her a shot of prevention, "Huh? Did you hear me? I've told you everything I need to tell you." In fact, she quite liked this kind of daily behavior of coaxing her husband. It was normal for him to be jealous and angry when he saw her with other men. If he didn't react, that would be a big problem.
"I tried several restaurants today and they all tasted good. When you have time, I'll take you to try them."
“Where’s the food?”
"Several restaurants, all of which have very famous dishes. By the way, my mother told me to go back to the old house tomorrow, and you have to go back too."
"What are you going back for?"
"I don't know, but it just means something's wrong."
Lan Fuchu thought about it and nodded, "Okay, then I'll pick you up after get off work tomorrow night."
"good."
*
The next night, Su Yi and Lan Fuchu returned to the old house in the east of the city. There were several people gathered at home, sitting in the living room, chattering about something. It was a lively scene with a warm fragrance in the air.
Mrs. Lan was sitting next to an old man in a Tang suit, discussing something.
Lan Shichu was wearing a white gauze embroidered cheongsam. Her style was more like Mrs. Ji's, simple but extremely beautiful and elegant. Sitting on a golden nanmu chair in the living room, she had a sense of elegance and grace.
Su Yi thought: Actually, Lan Shichu and the young man are a perfect match, but I don’t know what the young man is thinking. It’s like he is slow cooking the relationship. He is not in a hurry at all, and he is not afraid that his wife will be snatched away by someone else.
"Mom." Su Yi walked over and called out.
Mrs. Lan looked up, glanced at Su Yi, then glanced at Lan Fuchu behind her, nodded, and smiled brightly, "You're here, sit down."
Su Yi found a random seat and sat down.
Mrs. Lan then said to Lan Fuchu, "Fuchu, your grandfather is in the study. He asked you to come up."
Lan Fuchu looked upstairs, then looked at Su Yi, "Okay, I'll go upstairs first, you guys chat."
In the living room.
Mrs. Lan was still talking to the old man.
Su Yi was bored and asked Lan Shichu next to him, "Shichu, who is that person?"
"To calculate the time and horoscope for you and your brother."
"Huh?" Su Yi was confused. "In this day and age, there is still this kind of thing?"
"The bank president's wife recommended it to me. I thought it was a good idea, so I asked him to come over and calculate it for you and my brother."
Su Yi nodded, feeling a little worried. She had never really believed in fortune-telling.
After waiting for a while, the old man finally finished his calculations, opened his eyes, and said something mysterious to Mrs. Lan.
As Mrs. Lan listened, a barely perceptible smile flashed across her eyes. She turned to Su Yi and said, "Xiaoyi, the master said that you and Fu Chu are a perfect match made in heaven."
"Really?" Su Yi smiled and nodded.
"Well, the old man will calculate the date for you. You wait here. The wedding invitations will be ready in a while. You can take them back. You will need them on the wedding day."
Su Yi said in her heart: Mom, we were married a long time ago! But on the surface, she still maintained a warm smile, "Okay."
Mrs. Lan continued talking to the old man.
The old gentleman said something indifferently, then picked up the brush in his hand, touched his white beard, and slowly wrote a few words on a vermilion wedding invitation.
Mrs. Lan watched and laughed.
Su Yi touched his neck and whispered, "You asked me to come here just to let me wait here to write this wedding invitation?"
Lan Shichu smiled, "Not only that, the guest list has also been released. I will bring it back to your parents for their review later. But you have to wait until the old man finishes writing it because he is leaving soon to go to the Ding family to invite them to the wedding."
"What? Qingyan's family also asked him to write wedding invitations?"
"Who says it's not? I don't know which lady started this custom. It's very popular now. If you don't ask the old man to write a wedding invitation, people will say you don't value your own children."
Su Yi covered her lips and smiled, "Well, this is probably a trend among moms."
Lan Shichu laughed. Just at this time, the wedding invitation had already been written. Mrs. Lan glared at her, meaning: be reserved.
Lan Shichu sighed and raised her hand to hold her cheek.
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lan seemed to have thought of something at this time, and said to the old man: "Old man, please help our family calculate her marriage with Yun Jingnian."
Lan Shichu: “…”
Su Yi was confused. Yun Jingnian, who is that
"Shi Chu, who is Yun Jingnian?" Su Yi asked while thinking this in his mind.
Lan Shichu suddenly felt a headache and sighed, "No one, it's just that mom and grandpa randomly arranged the couple."
"What about my little brother? At the beginning, aren't you and my little brother a couple?"
Speaking of Song Yanan, Lan Shichu was filled with anger and said gloomily, "He said that he doesn't want to fall in love yet."
"..." Su Yi was shocked, "Did he say that himself?"
"Absolutely true." Lan Shichu's expression looked somewhat lost and helpless.
"Why? With a beautiful girl like you chasing after him, what else can he be dissatisfied with?"
Lan Shichu frowned, "Maybe... I'm not his type."
"..." Su Yi was speechless. Such a beautiful, smart girl liked him, but he didn't want her? Was he crazy
*
On the way back, Su Yi held a few banquet templates in her hand and asked Lan Fuchu, "Honey, do you think my brother is crazy?"
Lan Fuchu glanced at her and nodded calmly, "Yeah."
"..." Su Yituan frowned, "No, I haven't told you what happened yet, why did you nod?"
"What do you want to tell me?"
Su Yi thought about it for a moment and said, "You should know that Shi Chu likes my brother?"
"I know."
"Why does Shichu like my brother?" In her eyes, she felt that although the brother was good, Lan Shichu was more than qualified to match him.
"A hero saves a beautiful girl." Lan Fuchu summarized it simply. "That day, Shichu had hypoglycemia and she almost fell down the stairs. Song Yanan caught her in time and she didn't fall. Then, at that moment, she fell in love at first sight."
"..." What a bloody hero saving a beautiful girl, but this is totally unlike Lan Shichu's character, "Just because of this, she fell in love with my brother?"
Lan Fuchu glanced at her and said, "It seems that Song Yan'an is not attractive to you?"
"What attraction do you want, my brother?"
Lan Fuchu smiled, "But in the eyes of others, he might be particularly attractive."
Su Yi frowned, "Really?"
Maybe it's because I've been watching it since I was a child, and I no longer feel how beautiful it is.
"Um."
Su Yi thought about it and waved his hand, "Forget it, let's not dwell on this issue. I just want to tell you that my brother rejected Shi Chu's confession. Did you know that?"
"She confessed?"
"Yeah." After that, both of them fell silent.
After a long while, Lan Fuchu said, "Who knows? When it comes to love, who can tell for sure?"
"I just can't understand why my little brother would refuse."
Lan Fuchu looked at her as if she were mentally retarded.
"What do you think I mean?" Su Yi narrowed her eyes and questioned him.
"You usually have a pretty good brain, don't you? Why do you become so dull in a situation like this?"
Su Yi rolled his eyes, "He doesn't like Shi Chu?"
"The answer is obvious."
“…” Su Yi frowned deeply.
Lan Fuchu took out his cell phone and said, "If you can't figure it out, just call and ask. Why bother yourself for so long?"
Su Yi looked at the phone in his palm, but in the end, she didn't reach out to take it. "Forget it. Even though he is my younger brother, he has to be willing to do something about his relationship. If I call him and ask him, it will seem like I am questioning him, which is not good."
Lan Fuchu smiled and said, "I'm glad you know."
As a supporting actor, I'll just interrupt from time to time.
(End of this chapter)