And so, the first branch of the family began to busily prepare for Yang Ruoqiu and Chen Sheng’s wedding.
Yang Da’an was also Old Yang’s son and a member of the Yang Family, so Yang Ruoqiu became the first person of the younger generation of the Yang Family to get married.
Yang Chuxia saw that they were planning a very lively event, even the engagement was quite lively. Although Ms.Liu still had a long face, the dishes on the table were excellent and tasted great.
However, seeing all this excitement, Yang Chuxia felt a bit uncomfortable.
She was a little down after leaving the old house. She wasn’t jealous of Yang Ruoqiu, but she missed her little Anzi.
Uh, yes, she missed Brother An. It had been ten days since he went to take the exam. If he returned, it would be around the end of March. If she waited for the results, it would probably be mid-April.
She still had over a month before she could see Brother An.
She was a bit unhappy about this, as she had never been separated from Brother An for so long.
"Sister Xiaxia, are you missing my cousin?"
When Yang Chuxia came out, Luo Linhao also followed. He ate lunch at the old house because he loved lively events. After overcoming certain obstacles, he no longer had any scruples and went wherever it was lively.
"Go away, you little devil, what do you know?" Yang Chuxia slapped away his extended hand.
"Hey, Sister Xiaxia, you’re being unfair." Luo Linhao crossed his arms and said, "You’re only two years older than me, and you think I don’t know anything. I’m a man with a wife, and the sadness between your eyebrows clearly shows you’re missing my cousin."
When he mentioned Yang Xiayun again, Yang Chuxia kicked him. "Stop using my Yunyun to your advantage, or I’ll beat you to death if you ruin her reputation."
"Pfft, I say, sister, aunt, big sister-in-law, your sister is just a few years old, what reputation could she have?" Luo Linhao expressed that he was speechless.
Hearing Luo Linhao’s words, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Doesn’t this little devil seem too mature?
Do his words sound like something a child would say?
"Tsk tsk, you’re so ignorant!" Luo Linhao knew why she was laughing and shook his head repeatedly. "I’m telling you, kids in our Capital City are all precocious. I’m grown up, and in a few years, I’ll be able to marry."
Yang Chuxia smiled with a hint of malice, "It’s a pity that if you want to marry Yunyun, you have to wait at least eight years!"
She even made an eight with her hand.
Luo Linhao was instantly aggrieved.
"Wait, wait, Sister Xiaxia." As Yang Chuxia walked ahead, Luo Linhao called her from behind.
Seeing her not turning back and not paying attention to him, he hurried to catch up with Yang Chuxia and tugged at her sleeve.
"Little devil, what are you pulling?"
"Sister Xiaxia, look there. Isn’t that the second daughter from your uncle’s family, the one who’s always dressing seductively?" Luo Linhao pointed to the side.
Yang Chuxia followed Luo Linhao’s hand and saw Yang Dongzhi in the distance. But who was the person with her? It should have been Chen Sheng, who was at the old house, right?
Yang Chuxia looked around and saw that she and Luo Linhao had wandered to the village entrance. But why were these two here?
This was not just any place; it was Chen Sheng’s new house, which was nearly finished. They were now building the roof. The tilers had gone to lunch, and today, because of the engagement, those building the house also attended the event at the old house.