Lu Xinting and Song Heng stayed at Jiang Wenjuan's house for three days before returning to the capital.
The wedding is next week, and Jiang Wenjuan agreed to attend their wedding.
But she was worried that after she left, Xu Zhiyuan would not be able to take care of Song Zhe at home alone.
Lu Xinting suggested that Xu Zhiyuan and Song Zhe should be brought together to attend their wedding as a family of three, with Xu Zhiyuan sitting at Song Heng's father's seat.
Xu Zhiyuan looked serious and felt it was inappropriate.
"My stepfather is also my father. Uncle Xu, just agree. Brother Song has been missing a father since he was a child. Your attendance at the most important occasion in his life will just make up for his regret."
Lu Xinting said this to Xu Zhiyuan in private.
After Xu Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately agreed.
So the family went to the capital together.
Song Heng had several houses under his name and arranged for them to live in an apartment closer to his home.
The high-end apartments have disabled access, and elevators also facilitate their travel.
The next day after returning to the capital, Lu Xinting called Ms. Lu and asked her parents to meet.
After making an appointment to have lunch, Song Heng booked a private room in the hotel. Before going, Lu Xinting felt his nervousness.
"It's not your first time meeting my mother, why are you still nervous?"
Song Heng called a nanny car, and Lu Xinting sat in the front row with him. She felt Song Heng's hands were cold and her fingers were trembling.
"No, it will be fine in a while." Song Heng took a hand warmer and put it in her hand, "Are you motion sick? Let me watch the scenery with you."
He actually started to care about her.
Lu Xinting asked him, "Are you worried that my mother will treat you differently when she sees your family?"
Song Heng was startled, looking at her with his dark eyes, his eyes focused on her face, and his breathing became quiet.
He obviously didn't show anything, but she could tell what he was thinking at a glance.
"Don't worry, my mother won't have any opinions about your family. It's not too late for her to feel sorry for you. Besides, my mother is not a snobbery."
"I know, Xinxin, I'm afraid that if I fail to do some etiquette, my mother will be unhappy."
"No, my mother is very liberal."
Lu Xinting understands people and the world so well, it is because of Ms. Lu's words and deeds.
Besides, Mother Lu is a woman who understands the general situation and has nothing to say about her life.
After Lu Xinting's comfort, Song Heng felt a little relieved.
After arriving at the hotel, I met Mr. and Mrs. Lu. The atmosphere was very good. The two families sat together and chatted.
Jiang Wenjuan sat aside and didn't say much, just smiled and echoed, while Xu Zhiyuan was chatting with Lu Xinting's parents.
After all, Xu Zhiyuan had served as a soldier outside and was knowledgeable, so he could still talk about it.
When the food was served, there was a little incident.
When eating out, everyone will use serving chopsticks, especially in high-end restaurants like Seven Star Hotel, this etiquette is even more observed.
Jiang Wenjuan and Xu Zhe directly picked up their chopsticks to pick up the food. The waiter who served the food said, "Hello, the white chopsticks in front of you are serving chopsticks."
It was better not to say this, and everyone pretended not to know. Once he said it, the atmosphere at the table became awkward.
But Mother Lu smiled and said, "We are a family. We eat with family members. There is no need to pay attention to these details. It is too troublesome to exchange two pairs of chopsticks. My mother-in-law, if you eat this fish, this piece will be the most tender."
Jiang Wenjuan was full of gratitude, "Thank you."
"Xiao Zhe wants to eat goose feet, come on, you're welcome, just take a big bite, there will be more after you finish."
Unexpectedly, Song Zhe, who had always been quiet, said "Thank you" and gave Jiang Wenjuan chicken wings, "Mom, sister-in-law, eat it and you can fly."
This sentence made everyone at the table laugh, and the atmosphere began to become warm again.
Lu Xinting quietly held Song Heng's hand under the table, "Relax, Brother Song."
"Yes." Song Heng smiled at her and held her hand.
After finishing the meal, Jiang Wenjuan brought a lot of local specialties from home to Mother Lu. Mother Lu happily accepted them, and gave beauty supplements and jewelry to Jiang Wenjuan, and a massager and tea set to Xu Zhiyuan.
In short, the gift was more expensive than what Jiang Wenjuan got. After all, she was marrying her daughter off and wanted to leave a good impression on her husband's family.
However, Jiang Wenjuan was polite but affectionate, and she showed her utmost sincerity.
The two families happily agreed and prepared for the wedding of the two young people.
Lu Xinting only found out later why Song Zhe always liked to give people chicken wings.
Because when he was a child, he never had enough to eat, and chicken wings were a delicacy that was hard to come by.
Jiang Wenjuan always told him, "If you eat chicken wings, you can fly higher and farther. Leave this small county and go to a big city to be a promising person."
This is what she told Song Heng. In fact, she wanted to cheer up their hopeless life, encourage her two sons to study hard, and hope that they could escape from this small place and develop in a wider city.
So every time there were chicken wings on the dinner table, the two brothers would fight over them.
Later, when Song Heng grew up, he knew that Jiang Wenjuan had lied to them, but Song Zhe still believed what Jiang Wenjuan said. Because of that accident, his IQ would always stay there.
Song Heng left that county, but Song Zhe stayed there forever.
Perhaps his memories only stop before he was ten years old.
"Listen to what you said, if it weren't for my brother, you would be the one who was beaten stupid." When Lu Xinting said this, she felt very sad.
"Well, he helped me stop the damage. He is five years older than me. He is almost forty."
But Song Zhe's life will always be like this.
In his situation, he cannot marry a wife and needs someone to take care of him in life. However, Jiang Wenjuan is also old and cannot take care of him for the rest of his life.
When Jiang Wenjuan can no longer take care of Song Zhe, the burden of taking care of Song Zhe can only be given to Song Heng.
"Xinxin, would you agree to this?"
"Of course, I think you can bring your mother and Uncle Xu to the capital now. Anyway, Uncle Xu's son and daughter have grown up, so there is no need to worry about them, and they don't come back often. They are close to us, and they are close to each other. It’s good to have someone to take care of you.”
Song Heng went to tell Jiang Wenjuan about this. Jiang Wenjuan was afraid of causing trouble to them and insisted on going back after they finished the wedding.
"Mom, this is what I mean. She wants you to stay and give you grandchildren when the time comes. She wants you to help take care of them."
In fact, Lu Xinting had a nanny to help her after giving birth, so Jiang Wenjuan didn't need to worry. He just wanted to keep her.
Jiang Wenjuan understood her daughter-in-law's intentions, so she turned back to discuss with Xu Zhiyuan and took Song Zhe to stay in the capital.
Xu Zhiyuan had no objection. It happened that his daughter was also married in the capital, so it was convenient to go to his daughter's home.
The matter was agreed upon in this way, and three days later, the wedding was held.
On the day of the wedding, the house was full of guests and friends, including several young men from the Beijing circle.
Mu Ning held Gu Zhiyin's arm and came with Huanhuan and Yanyan.
Two people holding one on each side attracted a lot of attention when a family of four walked in.
