Yang Liulang never thought there would be a day when he would get married and take a wife, but unexpectedly, he really got married before he turned thirty.
Three elders gathered together and within ten minutes, they picked out several dates. The final choice was left to the children.
"Hongling wants to go out with friends after the New Year, so let's let her choose the date herself."
"Let her go then, we can still hold on for now. It's great for the kids to have the chance to see the world.
Back in our days, even if you wanted to go out, you didn't dare. Now, society is much better."
Zeng Yixin, who was serving tea, already knew that the elders of both families had chosen the dates and he returned to the kitchen. "Sis, they've picked your wedding date."
"So soon?"
Zeng Yixin nodded.
Zeng Hongling continued with her tasks, almost everything was prepared, just waiting to cook later.
"Sis, are you okay?"
"What could be wrong? Since I've agreed, marriage is marriage, right?"
