This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1952 Dad, please have tea!

  Three days later, the wedding of Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu was held as scheduled in Dongcheng.

  Ying Feifei, who put on her wedding dress, stood in the dressing room of the hotel, her eyes were sour and she wanted to cry.

  Like all ordinary girls, she has mixed feelings on the day of marriage.

  Looking at the elderly parents and the friends who came from Licheng around him, at this moment it seems...worthy.

  Everything about their wedding was kept simple, except for the wedding banquet held in the hotel, other details were omitted as much as possible.

  Ying Feifei is not a vain girl, especially at the age of twenty-eight, she takes glitz and extravagance very lightly.

  The wedding scene, although the layout is beautiful, but compared to the wedding banquets of other brothers, Mo Liangyu still feels wronged and Ying Feifei.

  He stood in front of the stage and watched Ying Feifei walk from the opposite side holding Ying's father's hand at the moment the music rang.

  All the friends sat down in the hall, and the relatives and friends of Ying's family also applauded and congratulated.

  Ying's father reluctantly handed Ying Feifei's hand to Mo Liangyu, folded their palms together, and patted them vigorously. When he turned around, the old father couldn't help crying.

  I look forward to her daughter getting married, but when she is really handed over to someone else, she is still reluctant!

   Ying's mother under the stage also burst into tears.

  Mo Shengjiang naturally came to the scene at this wedding.

  In the tea ceremony, Mo Liangyu and Ying Feifei both knelt in front of them, "Dad, please have tea."

  Mo Shengjiang looked down at Ying Feifei, took the teacup in her hand with great satisfaction, and took a sip, which was considered a gift.

After that, he put the teacup on the table, took out a red envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Ying Feifei, with a very kind tone, "Child, take this, I wish you a long time, in the future... Xiao Yu will give it to you. !"

  This red envelope is so thin that you can’t even feel anything in it when you pinch it.

  Ying Feifei took it with both hands and nodded tearfully, "Don't worry, dad, I will take care of him."

  Mo Shengjiang sighed lightly, a trace of guilt in his eyes.

  From the beginning until the wedding was held as scheduled, he really believed the fact that Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu were getting married.

   On that day, even though he had met his relatives, because of his distrust of Mo Liangyu, Mo Shengjiang did not take Ying's attention to him.

  Mo Liangyu had lessons from the past, so he chose to ignore it all the way.

  Unexpectedly, the two children got the certificate so soon and got married.

  The wood is done, and Mo Shengjiang is also happy to see it happen.

  Although it is not enough to be the right person, it is a good talk to make Mo Liangyu truly regain his heart and return to the family.

  ……

  After the wedding, it was just after 12:30 noon.

  The wedding banquet customs in small county towns are relatively simple and conservative. After the banquet, most guests leave in twos and threes.

  Back to the dressing room upstairs, Mo Liangyu urged Ying Feifei to change her clothes. The brothers were still waiting downstairs. They had other arrangements in the afternoon.

  In a blink of an eye, Ying's father and Ying's mother also followed to the room, with a red cloth bag in their hands.

   Seeing them, Mo Liangyu immediately smiled and stepped forward to the ground and yelled affectionately, "Parents!"

   "Hey!" Ying's father took advantage of the situation and took his wrist, and called to Ying Feifei to come over, "Little Mo, take this for you."

  Mo Liangyu looked at the red cloth bag he handed over, but did not answer in surprise, "Dad, what is this?"

Father Ying raised his eyes and opened the zipper of the red cloth bag. The red banknotes came into view with a few cheques. "This is the gift money received at the wedding banquet today. Thirty thousand.

  Our own family collected a little over 130,000, and most of the rest was given by your brothers.

  You two have this money. You can buy whatever you want. "

  Speaking, Ying's father forcibly stuffed the red cloth bag into Mo Liangyu's hand.

  (End of this chapter)