Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

"Don’t open it! Don’t flash your wealth! Count this money with your spouse when you’re on the bed tonight!"

Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

"It’s fine! Let everyone take a look!" Qin Fen was thrilled that his mother-in-law had given him face.

The distant aunt insisted, not loosening her grip, "You can’t look! You have to listen! If you offend your mother-in-law, you’ll bear the consequences yourself!"

Since things had gone to this point, Qin Fen could only let go, "Then I’ll listen to what Auntie says."

"That’s the right attitude," said the distant aunt, finally releasing her hold.

Qin Fen had been feeling stifled all day, but now his heart felt much relieved, looking forward to the wedding being over soon, and to opening the red envelopes at night.

After a day of festivities, relatives finally began to leave gradually as the evening came.

At night, those who had helped were treated to ’Molecular Wine,’ and the teasing of the bridal chamber started up again.