Chapter 8: Let's give the marriage a deal

"You stinky boy......" Perhaps dissatisfied with his grandson's attitude, Jiulan Changqing glared at him angrily, and then turned to An Zhenhua and smiled: "Zhenhua, you see that both of us are here today, so we simply let Xiao Crack and Xiao Li give the marriage to the two little guys, how about it?" ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone present was shocked!

"Grandpa, what are you doing?!" The cup in Jiulan's hand fell on the table with a clatter, and Coke spilled out.

He stood up suddenly, his face yelling in disbelief.

What kind of marriage, are you kidding!

Not only An Zhenhua, but even An's father, who was eating, couldn't help but be stunned.

An Yiyi's eyes widened even more, and her fingers pinched the chopsticks and turned white.

An Xiaoli looked at Jiulan Changqing with a stunned expression, a little stunned by this sudden incident.

Seeing the fierce resistance of his grandson, Jiulan Changqing coughed lightly, glanced at him, and explained: "I forgot to tell you, I agreed with your grandfather An in the early years that the two families had a baby kiss, but unfortunately we both gave birth to sons, so of course you and Xiaoli got married, but you are not old yet, so you just need to get engaged first." ”

Jiulan Changqing didn't catch up with An Xiaoli's grandmother back then, which also became a big regret in his heart, and in order to make up for this regret, he agreed with the An family to kiss the baby.

It's just that Jiulan Changqing and An Zhenhua both gave birth to boys, so the task of getting married is naturally ...... It fell on the grandchildren.

"Uncle, this, isn't it very good? The two children still don't know each other......" An Zhonghuai glanced at the two children and couldn't help but say.

"Yes, uncle." The smile on Li Yin's face was a little anxious, and she hurriedly said: "Moreover, and we didn't say it before, An Yiyi and Xiao Split grew up together, and they are still childhood sweethearts, so they are naturally more familiar than Xiao Li, and An Yiyi ......."

Jiulan Changqing raised his hand and glanced at her, his tone was full of indifference: "If the two children of Xiaoli and An Yiyi liked each other, they would have been together a long time ago, and they have been used until now, it can be seen that Xiaoli just treats her as a sister, besides, according to the agreement, who should really be engaged to Xiaoxi, don't I need to say?" ”

Li Yin's face stiffened slightly, An Yiyi clenched her chopsticks, and her lips turned white.

An Zhenhua glanced at his old comrade-in-arms with a meaningful gaze and didn't say anything.

Jiulan Changqing looked at An Xiaoli, who had not spoken, and continued to smile and said, "Xiaoli, you ......"

"I'm not going to get engaged!"

Jiulan Changqing paused, and turned his head to look at his grandson.

Glancing at An Xiaoli, Jiu Lan hooked the corners of her lips funny, and said, "What are you kidding, the doll you ordered has nothing to do with me, I won't participate!" ”

With that, he turned and strode away.

"Xiao Crack, what are you talking about, you stinky boy, don't give me back yet!"

Jiulan Changqing blew his beard angrily and glared.

Seeing that his grandson was gone, the matter of the baby's parents had to be put aside for the time being, An Zhenhua comforted his old friend a few words and turned the topic away.

Night.

An Jia entered a rest at less than ten o'clock in the evening, but fortunately, when An Xiaoli was in the countryside, she was used to going to bed early, and it was nothing.

Han's mother cleaned up the room, because she had only been found for a short time, so she didn't prepare her room in time, but it was very clean, decorated in warm colors, the curtains were plain beige, the newly changed quilt covers and pillowcases, and the wardrobe was full of rows of newly bought clothes.

Han's mother also taught her how to use the shower and bathtub to take a bath.

After taking a bath, An Xiaoli lay down.

The bright floor-to-ceiling windows are dyed with deep silver moonlight, and the shadows of the trees outside the windows rustle in the evening breeze.

The soft mattress and the quilt covered by the body are all tinged with a faint fragrance, which is completely different from the cold of a rural town.

An Xiaoli's eyes were a little moist, thinking back to the old days in the town, and slowly falling asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I was woken up by the sound of glass breaking.