Su Dazhuang entered with his wife and Su Wenmao, grinning as soon as he crossed the threshold, "Wensong, you didn't even give us a heads up about your big day today. I only heard about your wedding from the neighbors. Your parents passed away early; if there's anything happening at home, why did you keep us at arm's length?"
Most of the colleagues who attended Wensong's wedding today were from the Bun Shop and the cooked food courtyard. They all knew the Su Family situation well.
When the trio entered, the previously bustling hall quieted down.
Su Dazhuang seemed to have forgotten all past conflicts, walking forward with a smile while pulling out a red envelope from his pocket.
"Is this the bride? Meeting for the first time. This is a little gift from your uncle and auntie. Look at how lovely this little girl is. We've always known our Wensong is blessed. Now he has become a factory manager and married such a beautiful wife. Your parents' spirits in heaven must be at peace."
