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Chapter 379 Tu Nan's Guarantee
Wanshu placed the bankbook on the coffee table.
She was curious about what was inside the tin box. The moment she carefully opened it, she found it filled with gold.
"Uncle Zhuang, Aunt Huang, this is too valuable, I can't accept it." Wan Shu handed the tin box back with both hands.
Seeing this, Zhuang Chaoying reached out and gently pushed the tin box back.
"Wanshu, your aunt and I prepared these years ago for Tunan's wedding. From now on, we're family, so please don't stand on ceremony with us, right, in-laws?"
The term "in-laws" momentarily stunned Mr. Zhang, but he quickly recovered and smiled.
"Ah! My in-laws are right. After the two children get married, we will be one family."
Tu Nan seemed to have been prepared. He stood up abruptly, faced his father-in-law and mother-in-law, bowed deeply, and spoke in a loud and firm voice.
"Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely treat Wanshu well in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a pre-written guarantee from his pocket and respectfully handed it over with both hands.
Upon hearing this address, Wan Shu felt her cheeks burning and wished she could disappear into the ground.
How come you can pronounce it so naturally and smoothly? Did you secretly practice at home?
Her face flushed, she turned her head away, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.
Tang Cheng looked at her future son-in-law, his words as sweet as honey, and he immediately struck a chord with her. She responded with a soft "yes."
"Hey!" Then, with curiosity, he took the paper that Tu Nan handed him.
Xiaoting and Pengfei, who were standing nearby, were amused by Tu Nan's sudden action. They suppressed their laughter, their shoulders shaking.
To everyone's surprise, Tu Nan changed his mind on the spot.
Wanqing stood behind the crowd, her gaze sweeping over the guarantee, and unconsciously read it aloud:
Guarantee.
First, after marriage, Zhuang Tunan promises not to glare at Wan Shu or raise his voice. If any dispute arises, regardless of who is right or wrong, Zhuang Tunan must apologize first.
Second, after falling in love and marrying Wanshu, I promise I will never love any other girl and will only have Wanshu for the rest of my life.
Third, after marrying Wan Shu, she would take the initiative to do all the dirty and tiring housework, such as laundry and cooking, and would hand over all her salary and bonuses without keeping any money for herself.
Fourth, after marriage, I promise to support Wanshu's work, take her to work when it rains, pick her up when she gets off work late, and strive not to hold her back.
Fifth, after marriage, I will fully support and actively cooperate with Wanshu in whatever she likes, and I will not say anything that Wanshu dislikes or do anything that she dislikes.
VI. I promise to make progress together with Wanshu and grow old together.
This is to certify!
Guarantor: Zhuang Tunan
The second day of the first lunar month in 1988
After Wanqing finished reading, the living room fell silent. Then, everyone's eyes turned to Tu Nan. There was no mockery in their eyes, but rather a sense that Tu Nan was very serious and sincere.
Mr. Zhang was still immersed in the complicated emotions of marrying off his daughter, but this guarantee left him feeling both amused and exasperated.
However, I felt more gratified than anything else. This Tu Nan was indeed quite knowledgeable; his guarantee was very comprehensive. He truly deserved to be the future son-in-law I had chosen.
Zhuang Chaoying looked at her son, and couldn't help but smile.
This kid is just like him, a total "wife fanatic".
But in his view, it is actually the key to a lasting relationship that men are a little more "love-obsessed" in love.
He recalled every moment he had shared with Huang Ling.
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Mr. Zhang cleared his throat and deliberately slowed his tone.
"Hey, Tu Nan, sit down, don't stand. Your mother, me, and I know what you're thinking. You two will form your own little family in the future, and you must support and understand each other. If there's anything, be sure to discuss it properly."
As he spoke, he picked up his teacup, took a small sip, paused, and then continued.
"Right now, the two children haven't settled on jobs yet. Once they do, Wanshu's mother and I plan to use the money to renovate their future home and prepare all the appliances as Wanshu's dowry. If we go back to Suzhou, they can live in our old house. Wanshu's grandparents passed away early and didn't make it through the pandemic. I've been renting out the house that was returned to us. If the children want to live there, we can tidy it up and use it as their wedding room."
Zhuang Chaoying knew that it was good that her in-laws had this intention, as her family didn't lack houses.
“My dear in-laws, your kind intentions are enough. We have plenty of housing. The two children still have more than two years until graduation, so they can decide for themselves where they want to live then.”
Mr. Zhang nodded in agreement. "Alright, let the children decide for themselves."
At this moment, Wanqing looked up with a smile and met Pengfei's bright smile.
Their eyes met, and Wanqing nodded to him generously.
Pengfei and Wanqing were classmates for half a year.
There were as many as 44 girls in their class, but only 6 boys.
When school started, Pengfei was overwhelmed by the large number of female classmates and couldn't remember what each of them looked like.
Last semester, he was busy with his studies and working part-time jobs to earn money, so he really didn't pay attention to the female classmates in his class.
At that moment, looking at Wanqing's sweet smile, Pengfei was startled and suddenly realized that Zhang Wanqing looked just like his mother.
Unlike the gentle and generous Wanshu, Wanqing exudes a playful and adorable aura.
But the two sisters have one thing in common—they are both so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off them.
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With the marriage arrangements for the two children finalized, the engagement is basically a done deal.
Tu Nan and Wan Shu's household registrations are both at Tongji University, so they have to wait until the start of the semester to go back to school before they can get their marriage certificates.
The two families sat around the dining table, enjoying the meal that Wanshu's parents had prepared in advance.
While eating, Zhuang Chaoying and Zhang's father chatted enthusiastically about literature and current affairs, from the romantic poems of modern poet Bei Dao Shuting to the current wave of reform. The two had unique insights and laughed constantly.
Huang Ling and Tang Cheng whispered to each other, sharing funny stories about Tu Nan and Wan Shu from their childhood, then they talked about family, work, and so on.
Tu Nan sat next to Wan Shu, his gaze fixed on her profile, his eyes burning with desire. If it weren't for the many people watching, he would have wanted to devour her whole.
How can there be such a perfect person? Not only is she outstanding in appearance and academics, but her values align with his, and even her every smile and frown is just right.
Wanshu ate the soft and sticky glutinous rice ball, her cheeks puffed out, like an adorable hamster.
Suddenly, she noticed a burning gaze. Turning her head, she saw Tu Nan staring intently at her, and her face instantly turned red to her ears. Both ashamed and angry, she quietly placed the bowl on the table, reached under the table, and pinched Tu Nan's stomach hard.
"Ouch! Hiss..." Tu Nan cried out in pain.
Mr. Zhang and Zhuang Chaoying were discussing the situation with great interest when they were attracted by Tu Nan's shouts.
"Tunan, what's wrong?"
Tu Nan had gotten used to calling Wan Qing's dad. "Dad, I'm fine. I just found a small pebble in my rice and it got stuck in my tooth."
Seeing that Teacher Zhuang didn't respond, and knowing that Tu Nan's "Dad" was directed at him, Zhang's father felt a little embarrassed, realizing he still needed time to adjust. He then responded, "Then it must be that your mother didn't clean the rice properly."
After speaking, seeing the two children being affectionate, I couldn't help but recall the scene of me and Wanshu's mother becoming friends when I was young, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
A daughter is like a tree that grows up and cannot be kept at home; keeping her will only lead to enmity.
However, seeing his daughter's happy expression, he felt very gratified.
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