About the fact that my opening elf is Little Nebula

Fu Yisheng came back from the back garden with his son in his arms. He heard their conversation and frowned: "Proposal is about sincerity and sincerity, it doesn't matter the grandeur. A smart person like you wouldn't understand. Why are you asking Qingqing?"

Ring hidden in cake?Fortunately he could figure it out.

Thank you for the pink diamond pigeon eggs he prepared. If it were a breast ring like the one Chen Yuxuan gave to Song Xiaorou, Zhao Lin might have swallowed it in one gulp and immediately went to the hospital.

Lu Qingqing chuckled and said, "Third uncle, care will lead to chaos, and if you are sick, you will seek medical treatment!"

Song Xiuluan scratched his head, messed up his chic hairstyle, and glared: "How long has it been since then, and you two are still laughing at me?"

The considerate eldest niece was led astray by Fu Laosan!

A bunch of brothers, no one is good.

"I'm not smiling, I'm not smiling." Lu Qingqing immediately straightened her face, looking very serious. In the end, she couldn't help but let out a delicate smile at the corner of her mouth, "I'm with you, Third Uncle, although Linlin She is an independent woman in the new era and does not rely on you men for her life, but that messy way of proposing will not be liked by her."

Song Xiuluan asked: "Hiding a ring in a cake is messy? So what kind of proposal is neither messy nor clichéd? I want to create a beautiful memory for her."

"My third uncle, can't you use your own brain and think about it?"

"No! I'm not one of your girls. I can't understand your strange thoughts." If Song Xiuluan had been right, he wouldn't have asked his eldest niece for help. "You have experience in proposing, please hurry up and stop being so long-winded."

Lu Qingqing sighed, "No. 13 this month is Linlin's birthday, do you remember?"

e--s "Nonsense! January 13th is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I know Linlin's birthday on the lunar calendar." Song Xiuluan even prepared a birthday gift, which was the finally completed set of imperial green jadeite jewelry.

Zhao Lin definitely likes it.

Lu Qingqing wrinkled her nose at him, "I've read the almanac. It's a good and auspicious day, suitable for getting married and making an alliance."

Song Xiuluan's heart moved, "What then? Where should I propose?"

"Don't you think it's great? From now on Linlin's birthday will be your proposal anniversary together, and you will save a gift."

Song Xiuluan pointed at her nose, "So you chose to propose to Fu Lao San on his birthday? You are indeed very experienced. In order to save money and trouble, you actually did this! Did Fu Lao San not protest?"

Fu Yisheng spoke quickly: "What are you protesting for? There is no time for surprises. People who have not experienced it will not understand."

Men and women are equal, who proposes marriage differently?The sooner you settle down, the sooner you feel at ease.

Song Xiuluan looked at Fu Yisheng with disdain, "I knew you were like this, so accustomed to sweet words! You, you, just with your mouth, what did you do to our Qingqing?"

Lu Qingqing said dissatisfiedly: "Third uncle, do you still want to help? If not, just go back to Pengcheng to work!"

"I want it!" Song Xiuluan was worried that his eldest niece would leave her alone, so her attitude changed very quickly and naturally.

Fu Yisheng was sitting on the right side of Song Xiuluan. Dapengpeng, who was sitting on his shoulder, looked at this and that. He seemed to be curious about Song Xiuluan's messy hair. He leaned forward and stretched out his paw to scratch. .

Grab a handful of hair and hold on.

Song Xiuluan's face almost deformed from the pain, "Hey, hey, hey, dear grandnephew, I am your second grandpa, not an outsider. Let go, let go!"