Meng Yunfei touched the flower-like characters with the wedding invitation card and cooked the porridge with her mother on the phone.
The handwriting of hot gold floated up slightly, and her fingers were a little hot.
On the other side, Meng's mother said, "Feifei, you can go to this wedding for us. Do you remember Teacher Zhao's family who treated you very well when we were children? We haven't seen each other for so many years. I don't know how they are doing now... As for Gu, I heard that he is doing scientific research abroad and is a scientist. He can take advantage of this wedding to talk about the old days. Ah, look at him..."
Hearing that Meng's mother was about to ramble on, Meng Yunfei helplessly put her hand on her forehead and quickly interrupted her. "What kind of scientist is he? Isn't he just a foreigner who does scientific research for foreigners? Fake Japanese!"
"The Fake Foreign Devil is also better than you, a young woman. He has a great harvest in love and married a foreign daughter-in-law!" Mother Meng snorted heavily and said mercilessly.
Hearing this, Meng Yunfei mourned silently for a few seconds in her heart, but she still couldn't stop her mother's hatred for her.
Meng Shaifei argued, "Mom, isn't this fate not coming yet? You don't want me to marry anyone casually, do you? Besides, what's wrong with a foreign daughter-in-law? We have to support our country."
As a matter of fact, Meng Yunfei officially entered the barrier of 30 years old. A year ago, she could find an excuse to refuse Meng's mother. But now, when it came to 30 years old, Meng's mother began to transform into a mad rush to urge the marriage. She didn't want to get her hands on it at all.
Especially when Meng Yunfei's younger sisters were already married, Meng's mother was even more worried about her eldest daughter's marriage.
After hanging up the phone, Meng Yunfei threw herself on the soft bed. She had a stable and decent job in City B, and she was in the rising period of her career. She was young and beautiful, and there were many pursuers around her.
Love was a nutritious item instead of a daily necessities for her, but it was dispensable. It was not bad to be single. She was free, and she was happy to be free.
Meng Yunfei picked up the invitation card again. The design of the invitation card was very chic. Under the light, the pattern was faintly flowing, but it seemed to have a faint fragrance.
"Gu Yuanchuan..." Meng Yunfei couldn't help mumbling this name. In her memory, it seemed that the name "Little Gu" was more intimate.
The boy's face was blurred in the flood of time. He only vaguely remembered that they were neighbors when they were very young. Since they moved out of their hometown in the countryside after their junior high school graduation, they had no contact with each other anymore.
"I heard that he is doing scientific research now."
"Those who do scientific research are all wearing thick beer bottles and glasses, thin and Wen Zhou, aren't they?"
Thinking of this, Meng Yunfei couldn't help but laugh. Did Xiao Gu really become like this? When she was a child, she seemed to be quite cute. It was a pity for her to grow like this. But on second thought, she felt that it had nothing to do with her. It was really boring.
It was finally the day of the wedding.
In the best hotel in the city, there was a fountain in the center of the square. It was shining and surrounded by luxury cars.
Meng Yunfei began to be surprised at the financial status of the Gu family, but when she thought of Gu Yuanchuan's work abroad, the treatment there was naturally good, so she understood a little.
After parking the car, Meng Shaifei rolled up her slightly rolled-up long hair, took off the sunglasses on her face, and walked unhurriedly toward the direction of the banquet hall.
After paying the gift, Meng Yunfei was just about to lift her feet when she suddenly heard someone calling her name. She was stunned and turned around. The wooden memory suddenly became flexible and vivid in her mind.