Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 404 Give Her a Chance

Chapter 404: Chapter 404 Give Her a Chance

Xiao Wu and Acheng were setting off fireworks, and later Song Mingbo also ran over to join in.

Asheng was once again lifted up by his uncle and rode on his neck.

Just as Asheng was about to wave his little hands, he didn’t expect to be slapped on his chubby bottom by his mother. Xia Guilan said, "This isn’t like watching a movie or a play. The fireworks are in the sky; you could see them even if you were lying on the ground. Don’t tire out your uncle."

Asheng pouted with grievance.

His mother was still biased, even saying you could see from the ground. But could that be the same?

Has Mom forgotten it’s winter?

The ground is cold and icy. How can you lie down on it?

It’s much more comfortable riding on uncle’s neck, with warmth right under your bottom.

Xia Xindong spoke gently, "It’s fine, I like carrying Asheng."

Old Mrs. Song was a bit displeased.

What’s this? When my oldest grandson carries my youngest, you pretend not to see, but when your brother carries him for a while, you start to worry?

Even if a brother is dear, he can’t be compared to one’s own son.

But Zhu Feng was right there; it wouldn’t be right to speak like this, so she addressed Xia Guilan instead: "What’s the matter with you, why are you irritated? It’s normal for a woman to have many suitors when she’s as outstanding as Little Nuan."

Xia Guilan frowned, "Mom, I’m just worried. If it works out, that’s great, but if it doesn’t, just think about Gu Huai’an..."

Old Mrs. Song understood what Xia Guilan meant and said nonchalantly, "If it’s not meant to be, then it’s not meant to be. Huai’an isn’t an ordinary person. Don’t compare him with the lousy young men from the village. Even if it doesn’t work out, Huai’an won’t be the type to demean us by asking for things."

Old Mrs. Song paused at this point, glanced at Gu Huai’an standing not far away, and lowered her voice, "Besides, I’ve kept accounts. If one day they really come to ask, we can just settle it in cash. But thinking this way about Huai’an, it seems we’re being too cautious. Huai’an isn’t that kind of person.

Now cheer up, smile when you talk to people, and don’t give them a long face to look at."

Xia Guilan said, "Of course, I won’t make a long face, but Little Nuan is still young, and Gu Huai’an’s family background is different from ours. In the eyes of his parents, their son is the best in the world, and probably no one is good enough for their son. Our Little Nuan is the best in this world too, but our family circumstances aren’t great. Even if we have some money now, our background doesn’t match. We come from a rural background, and apart from my brother and Tingting, there’s no one else presentable. If the day comes to become in-laws, just thinking about it scares me..."

While they spoke, the fireworks continued in the background, and the village youth, as well as the elderly and children, all watched the sky, unaware of Old Mrs. Song and Xia Guilan’s conversation.

Old Mrs. Song glanced at Xia Guilan, spanked her arm with frustration, "How can you be so lacking in confidence, bolstering others and belittling ourselves? So what if their family is noble and distinguished, if our Little Nuan really marries into their family, following old sayings, she would be marrying down. What’s there to fear? If that day really comes, it will be them asking us, you get it?"

She got a bit excited toward the end, raising her voice unintentionally, which made Xia Guilan rush to cover her mouth: "Please, keep it down."

It would be so embarrassing if someone like Gu Huai’an overheard them.

After all, nothing is set in stone yet.

Song Ting also told her mother to quiet down.

Zhu Feng, watching from the side, pulled them apart and scolded her daughter: "What’s the matter with you? If you have something to say, just talk; why cover her mouth? Your mother-in-law is right; our Little Nuan is a phoenix. If there’s no Chinese parasol tree at home, our phoenix won’t even consider it."

Old Mrs. Song slapped her thigh: "You’re not as sensible as your mother; she’s got the right idea."

Xia Guilan: ...

Her own mother was quite amazing, even knowing about the Chinese parasol tree.

By this time, the firework display was almost over.

Quite a crowd had gathered here, with some still running over.

Gu Huai’an looked down at Song Yunuan standing beside him, his eyes shimmering with tender warmth.

Song Yunuan looked up at him, smiling and said, "The fireworks are beautiful, I like them a lot."

Though the fireworks were beautiful, they couldn’t compare with you, Gu Huai’an chuckled, "I’m glad you like them."

He didn’t hear her inner voice, but he could tell from her shining eyes that she truly enjoyed them.

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Gu Huai’an got home right at noon on the thirtieth.

Then he received a phone call, it was from a friend who had asked him to look into something.

Gu Huai’an had just gotten home and was about to leave again when Qin Suyun hurriedly asked, "Where are you going? We’re about to have the reunion dinner, and Grandpa is in a bad mood. Go keep him company."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "Anna is currently interning at my workplace, and everyone there likes her. This would be a good opportunity for you to get to know her better. Huai’an, Anna is a good girl, and she genuinely likes you. Give her a chance, and give yourself a chance. If it really doesn’t work out, can’t you then just give up?"

Gu Huai’an was silent for a moment, "Mom, didn’t Grandpa tell you he already refused when Grandpa Qian visited last time?"

Qin Suyun’s expression changed, and she clenched her hand.

She didn’t speak.

"Mom, before the truth comes out, it’s best for you not to make any rash moves." He added, "The Qian family is actually quite complicated. Didn’t you use to dislike the way they conducted themselves? Why have you changed your mind now?"

Qin Suyun said, "But you’re not getting any younger, and it’s time to consider your personal feelings. Anna is beautiful, fluent in three languages, quickly learns from teaching, and gets the point right away. Her mentor, Old Tian, highly appreciates her talent. She can play the violin and write calligraphy, and she’s even skilled at painting.

In every aspect, she’s a match for you. You could try dating her, and if it really doesn’t work out, I won’t push you anymore."

Gu Huai’an, holding his briefcase and wearing a down jacket and a scarf, said, "Today is New Year’s Eve, and I don’t want to argue with you, Mother. I don’t like Qian Anna; I have no intention of ’trying things out’ with her. To me, she’s just a stranger.

Mom, you shouldn’t get too close to her either, don’t give her the wrong impression. If she’s really good, isn’t it a harm to mislead her this way?

But if she’s not of good character, on the day I get married, she’s going to hate you to death."

After saying these words, Gu Huai’an quickly strode out of the courtyard.

His tall figure disappeared from Qin Suyun’s view soon after.

Qin Suyun’s face was gloomy and slightly embarrassed.

She didn’t mention Song Yunuan, but her son was obviously still not over that girl.

If only she were as outstanding as Anna, she could consider her.

But clearly, she wasn’t as good as Anna.

She couldn’t play the violin, the piano, nor could she do calligraphy and painting.

Anna had broad knowledge and didn’t falter on big occasions.

That’s something a girl from a small place couldn’t learn.

How could she take her out in the future if they really became a family?

She had wanted to talk to the old master about it, after all, even if he didn’t consider Anna, he would definitely not consider Song Yunuan either.

But the old master seemed preoccupied with his thoughts, his brows hadn’t relaxed for the past few days.

Qin Suyun had no choice but to hold back for the time being.