“Exactly, our brother was too anxious to wait any longer,” Fu Shiyi said with a smile.
When he was at work, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and left work to get married. It was very impressive.
Although Fu Shengying felt that it was a pity that they didn’t get married on the auspicious day, he didn’t object too much.
“Forget it, so be it.”
In the past, Fu Hanzheng was not in a hurry to get married, but now he was more anxious than anyone else.
It was good that they had settled the matter.
“Alright, alright. It’s time to eat.”
Mrs. Fu put away the marriage certificate and gave it back to Gu Weiwei.
At the dinner table, Madam Fu kept putting food into her bowl.
“Thanks, mom.” Gu Weiwei thanked her.
The way she addressed her made Mrs. Fu smile.
Fu Shengying, who had been ignored, coughed and Fu Shiqin passed him a glass of water.
“Old Zhou, give my dad his throat-soothing medicine.”
He had coughed a few times during the meal but wasn’t his father fine before?
Fu Shiyi reminded Gu Weiwei after finishing the pork ribs.
“Sister-in-law, you’ve already called mother ‘Mom’ and Old Lady ‘Grandma’. If you don’t call father ‘Dad’ soon, our father will cough out his tonsils by the end of tonight.”
Mrs. Fu looked at her husband speechlessly.
“Don’t you have a mouth? If you want to hear someone call you ‘Dad’, just speak. You keep coughing. Who knows what you mean?”
Fu Shiqin laughed so hard that he slapped the table. So that was what he meant after coughing for so long. It was too much.
“Dad, that’s enough. Is it so difficult to just ask?”
Gu Weiwei held back her smile and gave Fu Shengying some mushrooms.
“Dad, have some food.”
“Ok.” Fu Shengying nodded with satisfaction and picked up the food with his chopsticks.
Fu Shiqin looked at his father. “I thought you didn’t eat mushrooms?”
Ever since he could remember, his father had always hated mushrooms. He claimed that he would be poisoned to death if he ate one.
“Who said I don’t eat them?” Fu Shengying said as he put another piece of shiitake mushroom into his mouth.
Fu Shiyi put the plate of mushrooms and vegetables in front of his father. “Here, eat some more.”
Gu Weiwei also scooped a bowl of soup for the Old Lady and Mrs. Fu and Fu Shengying. After she finished serving the soup, she sat down and watched Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiqin laughing.
It was great to have such a happy family. However, she could not predict how long this warm and happy life would last.
Fu Hanzheng put down the chopsticks and took her hand under the table.
Fu Shiqin was sitting opposite them, and he pursed his lips when he saw them showing off their affection.
Mrs. Fu looked at the sweet couple and reminded them, “Don’t blame your mother for rushing you guys. You’ve already collected your marriage certificate. The wedding will be held in two weeks’ time. You’ll have to bring up the matter of having a child soon.”
Old Madam Fu also tried to persuade her.
“You have to take note of this matter. My old bones can’t wait much longer.”
“Grandma, you are still alive and healthy,” Gu Weiwei said with a smile.
However, Fu Hanzheng said calmly, “We’re trying.”
Fu Shiyi laughed so hard that his shoulders shook and he put a piece of scallion and sea cucumber into his brother’s bowl.
“Sea cucumber nourishes the kidneys, good luck.”
Fu Shiqin also took a piece and encouraged him.
“Good luck.”
Gu Weiwei felt her forehead helplessly. Why did the topic change again?
Mrs. Fu smiled, pleased with his attitude.
After all, he was so against having children before. Now that he has changed his mind, there might be good news in the family this year.