She Lives Well with the Shopping App in the 80s-Chapter 683 Zhao Tianhe Gets Married 1

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Chapter 683: Chapter 683 Zhao Tianhe Gets Married 1

After all, Comrade Fang was indeed attending night school.

Loving to read but having no conditions, he created them himself.

He really was quite ambitious.

"Then it’s troubling Comrade Fang." said Zhao Tianlei.

However, Fang Chaoyang said with casual serenity, "It’s no trouble."

He was just somewhat nervous.

"Student Du, be careful."

As Du Ruo sat on the back seat of Fang Chaoyang’s bicycle, he even asked her if she was seated properly before riding towards Capital City University.

"I’ve arrived, thank you."

Fang Chaoyang did not stop immediately but said, "I’ll take you to the dormitory building. Even though you are discharged from the hospital, you should still walk less."

Underneath the dormitory building?

Du Ruo was somewhat tempted, as the distance from the gate to beneath the dormitory building was still some way off.

"Then, I’m troubled."

It was Fang Chaoyang’s first entry into Capital City University, guided by Du Ruo, they quickly arrived beneath her dormitory building.

This time, Fang Chaoyang was the first to stop.

"Student Du, be careful with this pear."

Upon receiving the pear, Du Ruo said, "Comrade Fang, you too be careful on your way back."

"Alright."

After parting, one went upstairs and the other returned to the Courtyard House.

"Ruoruo, you’re back?"

As soon as Du Ruo entered the dormitory, someone looked at her.

"Xiao Li, you’re alone in the dormitory."

Tian Li sighed, "This winter in Capital City is really too cold. I just want to keep snuggling in my quilt. It’s simply too cold, unbearable."

"Do you want frozen pear?"

Frozen pear?

The fact that Tian Li could enroll in Capital City University was entirely due to luck. Her family, upon learning the university gave stipends, provided her not much money each month.

"I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never actually tried it."

There were fruits for sale in winter, but they were not cheap.

On his side, Fang Chaoyang did not return home but went directly to night school.

At last, the day Zhao Tianhe got married had arrived.

Today, Zhao Tianhe wore a Sun Yat-sen suit with a groom’s label pinned over his chest.

The bicycle he rode was also tied with a large red satin cloth.

Behind him followed Er Dan, Fang Chaoyang, Zhao Tianlei, including Cao Dali.

A few female comrades did not go, but they went over to Zhao Tianhe’s new house.

Including Grandma Fang plus two younger ones, Du Ruo also attended and followed them there.

On the Wang Family’s side, after all, it was Wang Yuemei’s wedding. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Mr. and Mrs. Wang still invited some relatives and friends and held three tables, yes, three tables.

"Dongmei, your youngest sister is getting married. Do you have any good news?"

Good news?

Wang Dongmei well knew this cousin wanted to see her embarrassment.

Almost saying, if her younger sister Wang Yuemei could get married and she still had no partner at all.

"Today is Yuemei’s big wedding day."

Wang Dongmei did not want to deal with it, and now she was not good at causing a scene and giving everyone a drama to watch.

The Wang Family’s house was small, with makeshift living quarters. Previously, the sisters had been separated by a living room, but today Wang Yuemei sat on the bed dressed in a red cotton dress, a bride’s flower pinned to her chest, and her hair done up in two braided pigtails.

Wang Yuemei’s wedding dress was also provided by Zhao Tianhe, initially not planning to make her too conspicuous.

Understated luxury.

Zhao Tianhe’s plan was very simple, to buy her more new dresses once Wang Yuemei was married in.

They were also fortunate Zhao Tianhe had supplied the wedding dress, otherwise Mrs. Wang had just planned to borrow red wedding dresses from her daughters-in-law for Wang Yuemei to wear.

This situation, even today, was not uncommon.

Especially in rural areas, borrowing clothes for a wedding was too common.

"Youngest sister, did your mom make you this dress?"

Wang Yuemei looked at this aunt of hers, naturally not replying silently, "No."