Lu Qingqing laughed, "Third Uncle, you're supposed to be an uncle. When have you ever heard of an uncle serving as a groomsman for his nephew? There's no shortage of groomsmen of the same generation. You should save yourself the trouble and just enjoy a celebratory drink with Mom and Dad when the time comes."
Then she asked curiously, "Third Uncle, what made you think of being a groomsman?"
"Any reason? Of course, it's because Fu Yisheng wants to be a groomsman. I'm claiming a spot first to get him to drop the idea."
"Third Uncle, could you stop making groundless guesses, please? Fu Yisheng knows the date of my brother's wedding and will attend with me, but he's never mentioned wanting to be a groomsman."
Song Xiuluan snorted, "Don't believe me? Ask him tomorrow if you dare!"
The next day was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Fu Yisheng was the first to arrive to give New Year's greetings, coming especially early.
