Wang Pandi looked at her sister’s bright and translucent eyes, and her heart felt lighter too. She chuckled and agreed, "Alright, let’s squeeze in."
Yang Zhigang felt anxious inside... Oh no, the little sister-in-law is about to stir things up. What should I do... what should I do?
He hurriedly tried to salvage the situation, "Miaomiao makes a good point; I was careless just now. Pandi, why don’t you sleep in Jia Bao’s room tonight, and I’ll take the three of them next door." So, you guys shouldn’t squeeze together; better to sleep separately...
Wang Miaomiao glanced at Yang Zhigang with a knowing look that made the man with ulterior motives avoid her gaze and helplessly try to appease his bride-to-be.
Wang Pandi only covered her mouth and chuckled, seemingly enjoying watching him embarrass himself, with no intention of helping out.
The factory clocked out at five, and Liu Yulan and Wang Baoxing eagerly rushed home as soon as they finished work.
Today the daughter, son, and two young guests are at the new home, and they were quite happy.
Liu Yulan couldn’t help but call out loudly as she entered, "Miaomiao, Jia Bao, how is it? Do you like the room?"
She actually wanted to know if they were satisfied with the new home.
"We like it, thanks, Mom and Dad." The bed, cabinets, desk, and bedding—everything she saw was new. Her parents truly put effort into arranging everything.
"Glad you like it." Wang Baoxing grinned broadly. This place would belong to them in the future.
For people of this era, having a home of their own, a decent formal job, successful children, surrounded by grandchildren, made them feel like winners in life.
As for Wang Baoxing and Liu Yulan, they’ve already achieved most of that. Just waiting for a house full of grandchildren, and looking at Wang Jia Bao at the sixteen-year-old blooming age, the future looks promising...
After dinner, Wang Pandi brewed a pot of tea, and everyone gathered to chat about studies, life, and recent events. Time quickly slipped away...
Noticing Yang Zhigang had checked his watch no less than five times, Wang Miaomiao wondered, what was he trying to do?
"Dad, Mom, it’s already nine o’clock; let Jia Bao and the three of them come sleep next door with me." Yang Zhigang dared not mention letting Wang Pandi sleep next door, knowing the little sister-in-law disagreed, and his bride-to-be might side with her. It wouldn’t work even if he asked his in-laws.
Sigh... he wasn’t planning anything bad; he’d already said he’d go back to sleep. Why was the little sister-in-law guarding against him?
He had a little thought, just wanting to experience that scene ahead of time. In the early hours, the husband gently opens the door, the house is silent, he puts down his belongings, takes off the cold coat, and goes straight to the bedroom door, gently opening it, looking at his sleepy wife on the bed. The wife reaches out to rub her eyes, sees the man in front of her, and smiles happily, "You’re back..."
Thinking of his bride-to-be waiting for him on their bed made his heart race with excitement.
"No need." Liu Yulan shook her head, refusing, "It’s fine if we squeeze in. Miaomiao and Pandi, your dad and I will be in the small room, and the big room will fit the three boys."
Wang Miaomiao felt content hearing this, her lips curling slightly. Clearly, their parents hadn’t considered having them stay at someone else’s place... That was just his one-sided wish.
Squeezing in doesn’t matter; this arrangement is pretty good...
Yang Zhigang scratched his head, a little anxious, "Let them sleep next door, and you can have more space. I’ve got everything tidied up over there too..."
"Well... You haven’t even stayed in your new house yourself yet, letting those stinky boys sleep there isn’t really appropriate." Liu Yulan still refused, "Gangzi, really no need, there’s space here."
Yang Zhigang looked at his father-in-law, Wang Baoxing also said, "No need to trouble."
Alright then, he understood that if his mother-in-law disagreed, his father-in-law would say no more.
Yang Zhigang looked at the two sisters again, receiving two big smiles. Yang Zhigang felt a pang in his heart—what was so amusing about their happiness...
It was getting late; Yang Zhigang had no choice but to head home alone.
Feeling lonely and cold inside... The excitement of the day had turned chilly, and he had to worry that the little sister-in-law might undermine him.
Bride-to-be, hold on... Think about all the good I’ve done for you... We’re getting married in a few days; don’t be swayed by the little sister-in-law...
Wang Miaomiao naturally lived up to his expectations, always needing to say something.
The two sisters weren’t chubby, lying side by side on a small bed of just over a meter, fitting just right.
"Sis, are you scared?"
"Hmm?" Wang Pandi didn’t quite understand the question at first.
"I mean, in just over a month, you’ll be getting married, leaving home for an in-law’s house—a strange place. What’s on your mind?"
Yang Zhigang was quite eager; Wang Pandi’s birthday on the lunar calendar was on October 10th, and he set the wedding date for October 17th, which is November 11th on the solar calendar, coincidentally a Sunday.
Upon hearing this date, Wang Miaomiao was speechless—November 11th, Singles Day... How eager he was to break away from being single.
Of course, this was just a small joke from Wang Miaomiao; Yang Zhigang chose that date only because it was the closest Sunday to Wang Pandi’s birthday.
Sunday meant guests wouldn’t need to take leave; they could all attend their wedding comfortably, ensuring it would be lively.
"I’m not afraid." Wang Pandi understood Wang Miaomiao’s intention, thought for a moment, and revealed a radiant smile, confident and beautiful, repeating, "I’m not afraid. I trust him and myself."
Wang Miaomiao smiled silently, having never been in love; she couldn’t comprehend such whole-hearted trust, but it must be wonderful, or why would so many yearn for love and enjoy it...
"Sis, blessings to you." Wang Miaomiao gave them sincere blessings, but inwardly thought... That man Yang Zhigang really was lucky.
However, blessings aside, some little bumps could still be created.
"Sis, once you’re married and gone, I won’t get to eat your cooking anymore..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I usually live next door, wanting to eat my cooking is easy."
Uh, forgot about that, continuing...
"Didn’t you say you’d live between the two places? Besides, we’ll miss you, so you must frequently visit."
"Even though you trust him, you’re heading into unfamiliar territory. If it feels uncomfortable, come back."
"If one day your husband annoys you, trying to escape living there, just come back."
"The Yang Family is big—though separate from each house, you don’t know the temperament of in-laws. If someone gives you grievances, return home."
...
"Anyway, this small room will be ours in the future, so come back anytime. If you have any concerns, talk to me or Mom..."