After nine o'clock that evening, when the Tian family's banquet ended, Yan Feifan, his uncle, and Feng Jian all went to the restroom.
As soon as they entered the men's restroom, Yan Feifan couldn't help but say, "Uncle, I've really got to hand it to you."
"How long have you and Mrs. Xia even known each other? And you've already made such a rash decision to get married?"
"It's a complete joke!"
Shu Lei chuckled. "Is it really that short?"
"Feifan, I once had two crewmate colleagues. They went on a blind date, got engaged, and then got married, all in less than two weeks."
"And plenty of migrant workers go on blind dates before the Spring Festival, get married right after, and then head off to work in another city together."
Shu Lei sighed lightly. "Besides, at my age, I don't have all the time in the world like you young people."
"Once you've found the right person, you just get straight to the point and get married."
"If they don't agree, you hurry up and find the next one."
