Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

Xiao Jingmo carried the good news of his upcoming marriage like a treasure, and his steps were so light as if he was walking on clouds.

The moment he stepped into the house, it was as if a beam of dazzling sunlight burst out from behind him, instantly filling the entire house. The light was as bright as the embodiment of hope and happiness. At this moment, the entire Xiao family was completely overwhelmed by this surging wave of joy. Laughter and joy echoed in every corner, and the whole family was filled with jubilation.

Mother Xiao was arranging flowers in the living room. When she looked up and saw her son, a smile as brilliant as a spring flower instantly bloomed on her face. The smile spread from the corners of her mouth to the corners of her eyes, and every wrinkle was filled with relief and joy.

Her eyes lit up instantly, as if bright stars were twinkling in them. Almost without thinking, she put down the work in her hands, walked forward at full speed, and tightly grasped Xiao Jingmo's hands. Her hands trembled slightly, full of excitement. Her eyes were sparkling with excited tears, like crystal dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves in the morning, reflecting colorful light. She kept muttering to herself: "Oh, my son is finally going to get married. This is such a great joy! Do you know how long my mother has been looking forward to this day, just like looking forward to the first flower blooming in spring. I really like Qingyu from the bottom of my heart. Every time I see her, I feel that she is like a fairy who walked out of the painting, well-behaved, sensible and beautiful. The aura between her eyebrows makes people love her more and more. You two, you must live a good life. This life is like two people rowing a boat together. When encountering wind and waves, you must support each other. No matter what happens in the future, even if the mountains collapse and the earth breaks, don't let go of each other's hands easily."

Seeing his mother so overjoyed, Xiao Jingmo's lips curled up, and the arc of happiness was like a crescent moon that never sets, emitting a soft and warm light. He gently patted his mother's hand, and the gesture was full of comfort. He said, "Mom, I know that Qingyu and I are destined to be together. We will definitely be fine. Just put your heart back in your stomach. I will make her happy forever."

Father Xiao watched the mother and son silently from the side, his face full of satisfaction, the expression was like an old farmer watching the crops that were growing vigorously and about to be harvested. He walked over slowly, with a solemn look, and patted Xiao Jingmo's shoulder heavily. The strength seemed to convey a sense of responsibility and expectation. He said earnestly: "Jingmo, you are an adult after getting married. This is like a watershed in life. In the future, you can't be as childish as before, and you can't act willfully. You must know that you are now a man who has to support a family. Qingyu is not easy for this girl. She has no parents around. She is so pitiful, like a small grass swaying alone in the wind and rain. Our family must treat her like our own daughter, give her full love, and never let her suffer any grievances, even a little bit, understand? You have to be like a big tree, sheltering her from the wind and rain."

Xiao Jingmo nodded solemnly, his eyes gleaming with determination, like the brightest North Star in the deep night sky. He said, "Mom and Dad, don't worry. I will definitely treat Qingyu well for the rest of her life. I will give her a warm home, a safe haven for her forever, and will never let her suffer the slightest harm. I will protect her like the most precious treasure, and her joys and sorrows will be my own."

From that day on, the Xiao family was like a well-wound precision machine. Every gear began to turn in an orderly manner, and they began to prepare for the wedding-related matters in full swing.

Mother Xiao sat on the soft sofa in the living room, the sunlight streaming through the window onto her, draping her in a golden veil. Her phone seemed to be attached to her hand, never leaving her hand. She diligently flipped through her address book, its densely packed names like a treasure trove waiting to share her joy, and enthusiastically contacted various relatives and friends. Her voice was clear and loud, brimming with excitement, like a cheerful bird, wanting to spread this joy to every corner of the world. "Hello, is this Sister Li? I'm Jing Mo's mother. I'm so happy I don't know how to express it. Jing Mo is getting married! Yes, and Qingyu, that girl is so wonderful, like an angel. You must come to witness this heartwarming moment of happiness. We must have a great time." "Lao Zhang, it's been a while. How have you been? I have great news for you. My son is getting married next month. You must come to the wedding. It's going to be a huge wedding, and you'll be missing out if you don't!"

Father Xiao, wearing his worn reading glasses, carefully examined the traditional wedding items under the dim light of his study. His desk was covered with a variety of materials: ancient books, documents printed from the internet, and handwritten notes. The papers shone yellowishly in the light, as if telling stories of the past. He kept muttering, "The brazier must be of high quality. It's so important. It symbolizes prosperity, just like the couple's future life together; it must burn brightly. The saddle must also be perfectly smooth. These are traditions passed down from our ancestors, and no carelessness is allowed. The saddle symbolizes peace and prosperity. Once the couple steps over it, their future journey will be smooth." His eyes were focused and serious, completely focused on making this Chinese wedding lively and orderly. Every detail must be perfect, leaving no room for any flaws, to satisfy his son and daughter-in-law and make this wedding a cherished memory for their entire lives.

"My dear," Father Xiao called out to the living room, his voice echoing in the study with a questioning tone, "For the wedding candy, do you think we should choose the exquisite chocolate or the traditional crispy candy? Young people like chocolate nowadays. It has a rich and sweet flavor. Qingyu will probably like it too. But we can't do without the crispy candy either. The older generation of relatives likes it. It's a nostalgic treat."

When Xiao's mother heard the shout, she put down her phone and slowly walked into the study. She stood next to Xiao's father, thought for a moment and said, "I think chocolate is a good choice. Young people nowadays are pursuing fashion, and the silky texture and romantic atmosphere of chocolate are very suitable for a wedding. Qingyu will definitely like it too. I always see her eating chocolate with such joy. But we should also prepare some crispy candies for the older relatives. They like traditional flavors. These crispy candies are sweet in their mouths and in their hearts, and they will be happy."

"Yeah, that makes sense." Father Xiao nodded in agreement. He pushed his reading glasses with his hand. "Also, have you seen the wedding dresses? We can't just pick any dresses. We have to choose a few nice ones for them that match the style of the wedding and reflect their temperament."

"Needless to say," Xiao's mother said proudly, her chin raised slightly. "I've already made an appointment with the most famous designer in the city. I'll take Jingmo and Qingyu to try them on in a couple of days. Every dress designed by this designer is like a work of art. I'm sure Jingmo and Qingyu will stun everyone in them."

Amid the busy and joyful preparations at the Xiao family's wedding, the air was filled with a sweet scent, like tangible threads, entwined in every corner and every object. It was as if the entire world had stopped its hurried pace to bless the newlyweds, and a gentle breeze rustled by, whispering beautiful wishes.