Porcelain industry leader

"Get up!" Gu Qingchi returned to the room after cooking breakfast, patted Song Yu's butt through the quilt, and was almost blinded by the dazzling sunlight when he opened the curtains.

"Hey - I got it." Song Yu pulled the quilt over his head with a heavy nasal voice, pretending that he didn't hear it. He tossed until two o'clock in the morning last night, and now he got up so early again.

Can a day off without sleeping in be considered a day off? ?

"It's already nine o'clock, if you don't get up yet, your dad will be coming soon!" Lu Qingchi pushed open the window to let in some air.

It's the end of October, the temperature has dropped sharply, today is a rare good weather, it just so happens that both he and Song Yu are resting, so the two made an appointment to have a meal together.

Ever since I confessed my love affair with my family, my parents have been arguing to see my in-laws. Song Yu's family is also anxious. This time the two families want to chat about the banquet.

In fact, Gu Qingchi doesn't pay much attention to holding banquets. After all, it's just a formality. Doesn't he have to live with it or not? But the thinking of the older generation is that no matter who he will be with in the future, the wedding The process still has to go, and the marriage certificate can't be obtained, so why not hold the wedding! ?

You can't treat your own children badly, what other people have, your own baby must have too!

And the parents of both sides agree that if they don't hold a decent wedding, they will appear as if they don't want to see each other's children.

Now that we support the love between the two children, we must pass on this extravagant and wasteful tradition... Make a big one, pack him a hundred or so tables, let everyone see, hehe!What's the matter!Our home is just that open!Ideas are so advancing with the times!

We have two sons in our family!

Song Yu fell into a drowsy sleep, completely forgetting that there was still a family meeting to be held today. After another slap on the buttocks, he groaned and got his head out of the bed, "Sleep for another 5 minutes."

Gu Qingchi reached into the bed and touched his thigh.

Song Yu was so shrewd by the cold palm, cursed secretly, twisted and hid aside, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"I just finished washing my clothes." Song Yu's shirts are relatively expensive, and they can only be washed by hand, and they can't be dried in the washing machine. They are very delicate like a girl who hasn't left the court, so this kind of work is usually done by Gu Qingchi.

Song Yu asked him to save up and throw it to the dry cleaners several times, but Gu Qingchi was used to being poor since he was a child, and felt that it would be better to spend tens of dollars to wash a piece of clothing by himself, and save the money to buy Song Yu what he wanted to eat. Or add cat food to deliveries and pickups.

I just added a child to my family last month, and I am still in confinement, so I have to make up for it.

In addition, next year he will return to Yucheng to help his father watch the store and sell jewelry, and he also needs to do online business, so he bought a course this time to figure out how to open a store online.

A lot of money has been invested, and if you can save it, you save it.

After hearing this, Song Yu turned over and held his hand, and put it on his thigh, "I'll cover it for you."

The two were tired for a while as if they hadn't seen each other for 800 years. Gu Qingchi kissed his forehead, "I'll get you clothes, get up quickly."

The two families made an appointment at noon, and Song Yu's hometown was far away from Gu Qingchi's hometown, so they made a compromise and made an appointment at the place where Song Yu lives now. The two families came over to have a casual meal, discuss the national conditions and people's livelihood, and how long to set for the banquet. table.

Song Yu grabbed his arm and blinked, "Kiss me one more time and I'll get up."

Gu Qingchi lowered his head and pecked his lips.

Song Yu licked the corner of his mouth happily, stretched his waist, and got out of bed.

Gu Qingchi drank a few sips of porridge in a hurry, and dragged Song Yu downstairs to buy vegetables, and he answered that his father-in-law and mother-in-law wanted to show their hands.

Ever since he met his parents, he and Song Yu have been very busy. Whenever there is any festival on weekdays, they have to run on both sides, give gifts at both ends, and eat at both ends.

After Gu Qingchi was pulled into the Song family's wechat group chat, he also got to know Song Yu's sister and aunt a lot.

Song Concubine is a very cute girl, very gluttonous, loves to chase after stars, her circle of friends is full of photos of long-legged little fresh meat, and she is busy preparing for studying abroad, and she catches up on foreign languages ​​every day. Baicizhan check-in record.

He often competes with Song Yu who can memorize more words, and whoever loses has to watch a movie, so his English vocabulary has improved by leaps and bounds.

The point is, Song Yu is still a rotten girl. She posted some daily life of Gu Qingchi and Song Yu on Weibo and was reposted by a big V. Now both Song Yu and Gu Qingchi have almost 30 fans on Weibo. Toothpaste manufacturers Both of them were asked to help push the advertisement.

Song Yu didn't like the little money, so he rejected it immediately, and Gu Qingchi was sad for several days.

Song Yu's aunt is also completely different from what he imagined, she is not strong, she even has a bit of a little woman's squeamishness, she speaks softly, very gentle, and she doesn't show any contempt for him mean.Of course, if she was really a philistine and mean woman, Lao Song probably would have looked down on her.

Since having dinner together on New Year's Day, Song Yu's relationship with his family has eased a lot.

It can be seen that the aunt still respects him a lot, she even carefully passed Song Yu's favorite dish to him at the dinner table, and kept asking him to eat more.

If others were watching, they would think it was his own mother.

The relationship between Song Yu and his aunt was so tense before, and both parties were responsible. Song Yu never gave her a good face, so his aunt's attitude towards him was relatively cold. Once Song Yu showed signs of being friendly, Aunt became enthusiastic too.

Even on the May Fourth Youth Day, my aunt did not forget to give him two red envelopes, saying that it was to celebrate.

Gu Qingchi felt that such a life couldn't be better.

The two sides communicate frequently, but do not interfere with each other.

After shopping in the supermarket and returning home, the doorbell rang before my butt was warmed up.

"Why is it so early?" Song Yu glanced at his watch, "It's only ten o'clock, and the meal isn't ready yet."

"Come here and help Qingchi." Song Zhengchu entered the door first, and Aunt Song and Song Yu also greeted Song Yu.

"It's a disservice." Song Yu mercilessly exposed him, his father was just like him, fried rice with eggs was his specialty.

Song Zhengchu pretended not to hear.

"Brother Qingchi!" Song Yu changed into her slippers and went straight to the kitchen.

"Hey!" Gu Qingchi was cooking, the kitchen was very loud and he didn't hear the movement outside, when a person popped in suddenly, he was startled, "When did you guys come?"

"Just arrived," Song Concubine picked up a piece of beef tenderloin and ate it casually, giving a thumbs up, full of praise, "This meat is so tender and tasty!"

"It's delicious." Gu Qingchi smiled gently, and served the freshly fried diced chicken for her to try.

Song Yu grabbed Song Yu's collar and pulled it behind her like a chick, "Eat and eat when you finish your homework. Isn't it the exam soon? Why come over here when you're free."

"Is there any conflict between my exam and my coming to eat? You have been delaying for two weeks, why don't you hurry up and paint!?" Song Yu was confident, and took another apple out of the refrigerator to eat. .

"Let me tell you, if you eat like this, sooner or later you won't be able to get married." Song Yu stuck out his tongue and leaned against Gu Qingchi.

"Apple won't make you fat." Song Yu took a bite of the apple and snorted at him.

"It's ice, why don't you eat it later." Gu Qingchi snatched the apple from her hand.

"You let her eat, anyway, it's not you who has diarrhea." Song Yu stuffed the apple back into Song Concubine's hand, raised his chin, "Eat it, little fat concubine."

"Why are you doing this?" Song Concubine raised her voice, not wanting to eat anymore.

"What's wrong with me!?" Song Yu imitated her tune and twisted his head twice.

Song Yu widened her eyes and snorted.

Gu Qingchi patted Song Yu's forehead, "How old are you?" After speaking, he rubbed Song Yu's head, reassuring her that at 110 catties, she is not fat at all, and now that she is growing up, she should eat more.

While eating an apple, Song Yu posted Song Yu's ugly appearance of eating a pork knuckle on Weibo, and Song Yu chased her for ten miles.

After eleven o'clock, Gu Qingchi's parents also arrived, and the atmosphere of the two in-laws immediately became active as soon as they met. Gu Qingchi admired their familiar character very much. of.

The two sides first brag about how young, elegant, dignified and generous the other's daughter-in-law is, then they brag about how imposing and strong the two old men are, and finally, by the way, they praise how mature, steady, handsome and unrestrained the other's son is.

As soon as the mature and stable Song Yu grabbed the phone, he rushed home in a hurry, "I have a photo of you squatting on the floor to pee in slit pants! If you mess with me again, I will send it to the senior you have a crush on! Hehe !"

Song Yu just wanted to scold someone, but when she saw a row of people sitting in the living room, she immediately blushed and stopped talking.

Song Yu came in with his back turned, and looked embarrassed when he turned his head, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt...Hello, Dad and Aunt..."

Gu Qingchi's parents couldn't help laughing when they saw Song Yu.

"What senior?" Song Zhengchu picked up the important point with clear ears.

"What senior, how old are you? Your ears are so bad." Song Yu rubbed his hands and walked straight to the kitchen. Song Yu also lowered his head and wrung his fingers to follow.

Song Zhengchu's blood pressure soared several notches again, his son couldn't keep it, and his precious daughter even had a crush!

"Family, do you have any ideas about where the wedding will be held?" Shen Hefeng asked after taking a sip of hot tea.

"The location doesn't matter, the main thing is that the venue needs to be large, because our family has many relatives and friends, how many tables are there in your family?" Song Zhengchu asked.

Wang Muhuan took out the list booklet he had prepared, "Let me take a look... For the Eight Immortals table, there must be sixty or seventy tables."

"Our family probably has around a hundred tables." Song Zhengchu looked back at his wife, "Is it? About the same?"

"There are so many people, why don't we all move stools and sit in a row in the open air, can the money saved be used for our honeymoon?" Song Yu poked his head out from the kitchen.

"Do you think the open air is cheaper? Finding the wedding team to help you set up the stage is almost like booking a hotel. If you book a hotel, you won't be afraid of rainy days." Song Zhengchu said.

"I also think it's good to book a hotel. The wedding is one-stop. Just leave after eating and drinking." Wang Muhuan said with a smile.

"Then what date do the in-laws think is a good date?" Song Zhengchu asked.

Wang Mu smiled happily and spread out the calendar he had prepared, "I've already asked someone to figure it out, look at this, it's an auspicious day for the zodiac! It's suitable for everything!"

After Song Yu finished listening, she patted Song Yu's shoulder with great interest, "Brother, do you know how to wear a wedding dress?"

"You're out of your mind!" Song Yu gave her a Mao Lizi.

"No, this kind of thing is popular now. Men wear wedding dresses, so..." Song Yu looked Song Yu up and down, covered her face with a smirk, "Oh, anyway, I think you look good in wedding dresses, so I'll make you up!"

"Go eat shit!" Song Yu slapped her across the face.

"Hey!" Song Zhengchu frowned, glanced at his in-laws, and raised his voice at Song Yu, "You have a dirty mouth, what does it look like?"

"It's cute, kid." Shen Hefeng was amused, he liked Song Yu's straight-forward temperament, in contrast, his son was rather bored, not very talkative, and usually asked questions and answered them.

"It's almost 30 years old, what a child," Song Zhengchu said modestly, "We haven't educated him well since he was a child, he has a bad temper, and he is a bit lazy. , and his personality is still very docile.”

"I think Xiao Yu is very good," Shen Hefeng smiled, "This child's character is actually related to the environment in which he grew up. Qingchi is meek and meek, but he habitually keeps his thoughts in his stomach. When he meets He didn't tell us any unhappy things, just let someone smash a big hole in his head last time, and kept it from us, so you don't tell him unless you ask him."

"That's because I'm afraid you are worried. Qingchi is a good boy." Aunt Song smiled.

"Hey, those who are boasting all the time are all family anyway." Song Zhengchu held a cup and smiled heartily.

"Yes yes yes, we will be family from now on..." Shen Hefeng smiled happily.

At the same time, the three little ones locked in the kitchen are also planning the itinerary for the day.

"I'll be a bridesmaid then." Song Yu poked Song Yu's arm.

"Stay with you, I'm not married!" Song Yu raised a knife in his hand.

"Then I'm also on your side, I have to toast behind you," Song Yu smiled, and hugged Song Yu's arm, "I haven't been a bridesmaid yet, the first time in my life! Dedicated to you Already!"

"Thank you so much!" Song Yu gave her a helpless look.

"You're welcome," Song Concubine looked at Gu Qingchi and smiled slyly, "When you get married, I'm going to have a bridal chamber, will you applaud for love? Is it like in the novel?"

Gu Qingchi almost choked on his saliva.

"You little bastard, what kind of stuff is your brain full of? " Song Yu grabbed her by the braid and ordered, "Delete me all those pornographic books you collected! We are very pure Yes! It's always just spiritual love, not physical entanglement!"

"Bullshit," Song Concubine straightened her back, "Also, I'm an adult, okay?"

Song Yu snorted.

Song Concubine rolled her eyes, leaned close to Gu Qingchi's ear and asked in a mosquito-like voice, "Which one of you is going up and who's going down?"

"Can't you see that?" Gu Qingchi smiled.

Song Yu looked at Song Yu with a knowing expression, and smiled at Gu Qingchi.

Song Yu frowned very sensitively, "Smile!?"

"I heard that the people below are more comfortable, is that brother?" Song Yu stepped forward and patted Song Yu's shoulder.

"I don't know, you ask Gu Qingchi." Song Yu suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue, and raised his voice again, "What we pay attention to is the communication on the spiritual level, and the little yellow books are all nonsense. We never have!"

Concubine Song pursed her lips, and clicked her tongue a few times in disgust, "Then you are an old virgin, how pitiful."

Song Yu was so choked by her that his orifices smoked, and Gu Qingchi held his forehead and laughed uncontrollably.

After lunch, the two adults were sent away, and Song Yu climbed onto the bed to catch up on sleep.

After Gu Qingchi went downstairs to take out the trash and fed the little goldfish, Song Yu was already sound asleep and snoring.

He took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed, put his arms around Song Yu's waist, kissed him several times on the face, and bit down on his neck dissatisfied.

Song Yu woke up from his torment, squinted his eyes and cursed, "Rogue."

Gu Qingchi chuckled, raised his feet and clamped Song Yu's legs tightly, and wrapped him tightly in his arms, "Then do you like me being a hooligan?"

"It's okay." Song Yu's ears turned red immediately.

"If you like it, you like it. If you don't like it, you don't like it. Do you like it or not?" As he spoke, Gu Qingchi's right hand slipped into Song Yu's clothes, "If you don't like it, I'll go to sleep."

Song Yu smiled and said nothing, turned over, pressed half of his body on Gu Qingchi's chest, and tapped his lips with his index finger.

The movement full of certain hints made Gu Qingchi's heart tighten, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, hooking the back of Song Yu's neck and pressing down on him fiercely.