When Ji Linqiu returned to the wedding scene, a large number of relatives and friends from Kuangye's side were parking their cars one after another.
A live band is already in the pre-show, and chipmunks in doll costumes dance in circles with balloons.
Weddings really reflect the personality of the planner.
Jiang Wang came out after a while, deliberately staggered the time of appearance with him, and took a call from Sufeng Group by the way.
The promotion time of QR codes will be further accelerated, and the company is already looking for domestic manufacturers of customized code scanning guns.
As the main planner, he is responsible for connecting the company's internal operating processes and making a corresponding system for the use of new tools with reference to opinions from multiple parties.
This fact is nothing compared to the high-intensity and high-pressure work I used to do in real estate.
After answering the call, Jiang Wang walked back to Ji Linqiu and listened to what he was chatting with his friends.
"So when we were in class before, we usually..."
Jiang Wang looked at the first button he was fastening, and poured a glass of ice wine beside him: "The sun is so strong today, Teacher Ji is dressed too tightly."
Friends were quickly distracted: "Yeah, aren't you hot?"
"Fortunately," Ji Linqiu said with a faint smile: "After the class started again, I didn't dare to let such students in."
Everyone's attention turned back to the chat content, gossiping very vigorously.
Ji Linqiu hid away from the crowd, and glanced at Jiang Wang unobtrusively.
The latter pretended to be watching the scenery.
The wedding ceremony was held as scheduled, and under the eyes of everyone, the bride was walked by her father holding her arms. The two exchanged vows and rings together, and kissed standing between the unicorn and the rainbow.
This banquet was really lively and lively, relaxed and happy, it can be said that the guests and hosts had a good time.
The meals are exquisite and delicious, the band is very good at tuning, and there are always people spinning and dancing in the center of the venue, the atmosphere is very good.
Jiang Wang sat aside and watched quietly, unconsciously thinking about which style they should choose in the future.
Compared with the previous wedding in a small county town, there were no suffocating questioning, no crying children, and the old people were calm and gentle.
Abandoning all the ways of the world and keeping only the fiery and pure side, it seems more real.
After watching for a long time, he dared to reach out to touch the future and marriage again.
After toasting a round of wine, the bride changed into a little gold dress like a daisy flower, and gradually chatted with her friends, holding champagne in one hand, and went to the stage to sing loudly.
When Kuang Ye saw her, he couldn't help being happy. After listening to "Sweet Honey" sung by the bride, he asked for a mic. He went on stage and sang along with "You Will Marry Me Today". Everyone in the audience laughed.
Ji Linqiu drank a bowl of minced chicken and mushroom soup, and then realized that Jiang Wang had answered the phone again, and was distracted for a while.
He couldn't help but wonder how many relatives, friends and guests would come to congratulate them if they came to this day, and what the situation would be like then.
Just as he was lost in thought, Duan Zhao leaned over and laughed mischievously.
"It's very romantic."
It took Ji Linqiu a few seconds to realize that he was talking about himself, and asked subconsciously, while Duan Zhao turned his head and motioned him to look at his neck.
He just remembered that the afternoon sun was too hot, and he didn't know when he unbuttoned his collar.
There is a blush on the collarbone, which is a bit piercing.
...Jiang forgets this bastard.
"It's also strange, there are mosquitoes even after the Chinese New Year." Ji Linqiu smiled lightly: "Let's open it, it's too hot today."
Duan Zhao realized that he was thinking too much, and smiled apologetically: "Come here, have a durian cake, the chef they found is really good."
The end of the new year is approaching, and the temperature began to drop violently just after a few sunny days.
The first day is so hot that you want to wear a T-shirt and beach shorts, and the next day you can freeze everyone into grandchildren. At night, when the doors and windows are closed, you can hear the wind whistling and screaming.
The street market has finally begun to decorate with various Chinese knots and golden red New Year pictures, and some people in the community organize old people to cut paper and paste window grilles together.
On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Du Wenjuan arrived at Yuhan on time with her luggage.
If Jiang Wang hadn't found a nanny and Yuesao in advance, she would have had an extremely difficult year.
When Xing Xing was born, although there were mothers-in-law and mothers at home to take care of her, things were complicated and inexperienced. For nearly half a year, she had to be upside down day and night and was mentally weak. When she heard a child crying, she would have headaches, chest pains and heart pains.
It is much better to have two more professionals.
Du Wenjuan knew that she owed her family too much, so she decided to take advantage of the separation period when she was weaned from her daughter to spend a good year with them.
A small suitcase didn't contain much of my own clothes, most of them were books and gifts bought for the three of them, as well as sausages and bacon that I dried by myself.
Braised chicken and goose in sauce, etc., wait until Yuhan to make fresh ones, they must be delicious.
The day before his mother came, Jiang Wang deliberately took the child and washed it from top to bottom, and rubbed out a lot of mud.
Jiang Wang, who was rubbing, began to wonder: "Don't you take a bath every day?? How do you usually wash??"
The child took the initiative to signal: "Boil water, rinse once, wipe the bubbles, rinse again, wipe dry!"
"—Yeah!! Rub!! It's for you to rub your neck and arms instead of rinsing your belly!!"
The two cleaned up and went to the station to pick up people. They were in a good mood when they saw Du Wenjuan.
The child was shy and embarrassed before, but when he saw his mother, he rushed over with a groan: "Mom—"
Jiang Wang stood where he was, watching them hug each other hard, with a faint smile.
After Du Wenjuan hugged her son, she took the initiative to go to her distant brother who was always alone for the New Year, and opened her arms and said, "Come on, let's hug one too."
The man showed a look of astonishment, but he also hugged him cooperatively, and said with a green expression: "Let's go, the room at home has been tidied up."
This year, Ji Linqiu's family stayed in Yuhan to celebrate the new year, and they didn't go back to the mountains to see those things, and they were happy to be clean.
It just so happened that Jiang Wang and the others were also gathered here, and the two families were reunited separately.
Du Wenjuan's room not only has a terrace, but also a small flower pot, in which there is a sunflower planted by Peng Xingwang alone.
It's not yet time to bloom, but the little green shoots grow very tall, and they are also vibrant and lovable.
Du Wenjuan put her luggage away, took out her pickled New Year's goods to find where the refrigerator was, and took a look at what ingredients could be used to make a big meal.
Peng Xingwang walked around with her like a fart, his eyes were bright and he kept smiling when he talked.
Jiang Wang briefly introduced the layout of the house and gave her a key card.
"I have to go to the company to check the situation in the afternoon, so I won't accompany you for now."
"Okay, okay, you are busy with your work," Du Wenjuan said quickly: "If you don't come back for dinner at night, just send a text message."
"Um."
Jiang Wang put on his coat and was about to go out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Peng Jiahui who was about to ring the doorbell with his right hand raised.
"Hey, Mr. Jiang is back?" Peng Jiahui was still holding the quasi
Prepared to give his son a robot model and a new schoolbag. When he saw Jiang Wang, he was very enthusiastic: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, how are you doing?"
Jiang Wang froze for a few seconds, seeing him for the first time and didn't know what to say.
Peng Xingwang just ran over to get the plastic bag, and when he saw his father standing at the door, he was also stunned, and said in a daze, "Dad, are you here?"
Peng Jiahui hadn't reacted yet. He didn't know why his son was in a daze. He deliberately shook the schoolbag and gift he bought for him: "Dad just came back from Shenzhen. Take a look at this. Do you like it?"
Peng Xingwang was neither crying nor smiling at the moment, he didn't even dare to pick up the things he gave, and looked at Jiang Wang begging for help.
Jiang Wang has never been so glad that he is not himself now.
"Xingxing? Why is the person missing with a garbage bag?" Du Wenjuan came out of the kitchen with a green onion, wiped her hands with her apron and said, "If you can't find it—"
Then he stood still, speechless.
All four are very embarrassed at the moment.
Peng Jiahui hasn't seen his ex-wife for several years. When he saw her, he even thought of her young appearance when he first got married, and became speechless.
Jiang Wang was the first to react: "I'm sorry, sorry, I forgot to tell you..."
"I should have apologized," Peng Jiahui hastily put his things on their shoe cabinets, and stepped back, "Then I'll come to accompany Xingxing another day, you guys do your work first?"
Du Wenjuan forced a smile: "How about you come in and sit?"
Peng Xingwang didn't realize that it was a polite remark, so he reflexively brought a pair of shoe covers for his father.
How could Peng Jiahui have the face to come in, but his son had already stuffed the shoe covers in his hands, so he could only bite the bullet and come in.
"Okay, I haven't watched the stars for a long time, it's good for us to accompany him together."
Jiang Wang originally wanted to go to the company to give out red envelopes to the employees, but when he turned his head, the child already had an expression of 'Brother, save me', sighed inwardly, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the secretary, saying that he would come back tomorrow.
The family of four sat down one after another in the living room, even the air seemed to be frozen here.
Silence, silence is the Yangtze River Bridge tonight.
In fact, the family seems to have not sat together for most of their lives.
Peng Xingwang is only nine years old, four years is half his life to him.
As for Jiang Wang, he would never see his parents again in this life, let alone sit under the same roof with them.
Both the young Peng Xingwang and the young Jiang Wang have imagined this scene countless times.
In my dreams, I always dream that my parents are reunited, and I dream that they are eating happily together, there is no quarrel, no pushing, and they are all reaching out to touch their faces.
But when this scene really happened, it was indescribably stiff.
At this moment, Peng Xingwang didn't expect the situation to be like this at all, so he held back for a long time and said, "My final grades are out, and I got 95 points in the English test!"
Du Wenjuan was still a little dazed, she said oh first, then remembered that she didn't praise her child, and hurriedly said: "You are so good at English, you must be very hard at ordinary times, right?"
Peng Jiahui originally wanted to follow suit, but he didn't expect that she had said everything, let alone opened her mouth, and sat passively on the sofa, no matter how she sat, she felt inappropriate.
Jiang Wang saw Peng Jiahui's butt moved almost twenty times in a minute, coughed lightly, and as Peng Xingwang's current surrogate parent, he took the initiative to talk about his current situation.
"The child is very good at mathematics now, but his Chinese foundation is not good. We are also helping to make up for it. He will definitely improve a lot in the future."
He talked about the experimental elementary school he was attending now, and said that he and the little girl who could play the piano talked about the clusters of sunflowers that hadn't bloomed yet.
Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui had completely missed the child for the past two years, they were fascinated by listening, chatting with the child from time to time.
Jiang Wang relaxed, feeling relieved and bitter at the same time.
He could be such a character.
It can make parents who have been divorced for many years sit together calmly and listen to the new life they had when they were young.
Seems right.
He should have been part of the family, and should have talked to them more.
It doesn't seem right again.
It seems that he shouldn't be sitting here, sharing the growth of the child in the past two years like holding a parent meeting.
This reunion should have said more.
His dad should have gone to apologize to his mom.
You shouldn't have yelled at her, you shouldn't have hit her, you shouldn't have been sober, you should have missed the entire marriage, and the entire life with your son.
His mom should have apologized to Xingwang.
Shouldn't have left, shouldn't have left the child alone in that helpless place, always hugging the pillow tightly and crying to sleep, and then the nightmare would last all night.
But now, it was Jiang Wang who maintained the topic, with a gentle and polite smile.
Du Wenjuan and Peng Jiahui didn't dare to look at each other the whole time, let alone talk to each other.
Jiang Wang and Peng Xingwang sat between the two of them. At this moment, it felt like they were sitting in the mid-air between the cliff and the coast, with a blank space behind them.
Jiang Wang exchanged glances with the child as he lowered his head to drink the water.
They suddenly communicate for a moment.
It was the parents in front of them who clearly betrayed them.
These two escaped life with this child, and traded that escape for a respite from life, and a long period of freedom.
But now it was the two of them who felt the endless sense of betrayal.
To be close to mother is to publicly reject and resent father.
To be close to the father is to ignore the pain of the mother for many years.
But sitting in the middle, it was impossible for anyone to show a real smile.
Dilemma, speechless.
During the chat, the secretary sent several messages over, asking if something happened to him and if he needed help.
For a moment, Jiang Wang wanted to find a reason to bring Peng Xingwang to the company, and at the same time, he wanted to keep him here so that his parents could give him more hugs.
Jiang Wang himself hadn't figured it out at this moment.
Does he want Xingwang to get this hug, or not
Peng Jiahui finally sat at Jiang Wang's house for less than 40 minutes, chatted briefly for a while, and then said that something happened, and he would come back next time.
Before leaving, he finally fixed his gaze on his ex-wife, and bowed deeply in front of his son.
"I was sorry for you before."
"I'm really sorry."
"I just hope...you and your son will be happy in the future, and what's more, say a happy new year in advance."
For the first half of the trip, Peng Xingwang was annoyed about how he passed the shoe covers to his father, and fidgeted listening to the three of them chatting.
The moment his father suddenly apologized, his eyes turned red again, and he was reluctant to leave his father.
You adults are really too much, why do you want to do this
If only all the people I love could live happily together forever... How wonderful it would be.