"Advance? How can it be advanced?"
"That day, Zhang Lanxiang told me we could alter An Hao's date of birth on the household registration."
Before Zhang Yun could finish, Ning Yibin cut her off with a sentence, "Isn't that deceiving the state? If we can't have the wedding this year, we can do it next year! An Hao has summer and winter breaks, and Qin Jian has family visit leave! How can it be impossible to wait?"
"I just can't communicate with a stubborn old mule like you!" Zhang Yun also got irritated, "Now that they're married, they can enjoy some sweet time together during the vacation. What if An Hao gets pregnant after Qin Jian goes to the Northwest? By then, both you and I can happily expect a grandson. What if your son gets busy next year? Do you think being married to a military man is easy? Without spending much time together, how is An Hao supposed to get pregnant? It'll be five years before she graduates! Will your body still be able to handle a grandchild by then?"
