It was a big event for the bride to return to her parents' home after their wedding.
They brought gifts for their family members, while her parents and her siblings would also present gifts to the newly married couple to bless them. Of course, the custom differed in different places, while most people would remain reverent to those conventions.
Steven prepared many delicious dishes for them. He was always good at cooking, but he only cooked for some important occasions.
Irish liked to eat the dishes that Steven had cooked since her childhood, and she would give pretty compliments to her Uncle Steven whenever Steven cooked for her. On such an occasion, Mary would tell Irish not to praise Steven, or he would be overconfident. Steven burst out laughing when he heard this from his wife but felt so pleased to eat together. All of them enjoyed the meal and chatted cheerfully. Steven was used to knocking over a drink while eating, and now it was a good opportunity for him to drink with his son and Joseph, who were always busy with their work.
"Don't drink too much, or you will have a stomachache," Irish told her husband.
"It is a rare chance to drink with Uncle Steven. Don't worry," Joseph quickly replied with a big smile. It was easy to see he was also pleased.
"Well, we can't get drunk today, but we have to have a good drink. I know Irish cares about your health," said Steven while bursting out laughing.
"Uncle, don't make fun of me. I mean, he still needs to drive back."
"Well, I get it. But it is convenient to ask for a driving service online," said Mary. She took over the wine and added, "Irish, it is a big event today. You can also take a drink."
Irish was fascinated by the strong aromas of wine, and when she was about to nod, Joseph stopped her immediately. "You can't drink. You have to drive back."
Shocked, Irish looked at him. "You can't drink during this year," Joseph said again.
Irish understood why he stopped her and tried her best to hold back laughter.
Confused, Steven and Mary wondered why Joseph stopped Irish from drinking while Joseph explained what happened on the wedding night when Irish was in the pot. Mary burst out laughing and even couldn't straighten up while Irish rolled her eyes at Joseph since she felt Joseph was exaggerating.
They chatted and drank cheerfully while Irish listened to them quietly because she was waiting for a chance to disclose a lie. Finally, she got a chance when they talked about the honeymoon trip.
"I don't want to travel on my honeymoon," said Irish slowly.
Startled, Steven and Mary looked at her with confused eyes while Joseph also looked at her.
Seeing this, Irish didn't explain immediately but sipped the juice. She was clear that they were waiting for her explanation, but she remained silent.
"Irish, why did you say that?" asked Joseph. They were about to set out tomorrow, and Joseph even arranged their schedule, but now Irish suddenly told him that she didn't want to travel.
However, Irish just ate there silently.
Mary was so anxious to see this, and she wondered if Irish was mad at Joseph. "Irish, don't act like a spoiled kid. You have to enjoy your honeymoon trip. We are looking forward to your gifts."
Putting down the fork, Irish heaved a sigh and then said, "Uncle Steven is in poor health, and I decided to live here for some time to take care of him."
All of them were shocked by Irish's words while Mary smiled there with embarrassment.
"Well, Irish, you don't have to worry about this. I am fine and not serious, so just go and enjoy your trip," urged Steven. But Irish was aware that he tried to avoid her eyes while saying.
Irish said nothing but looked at Mary.
Mary looked at Irish with a faint smile and then continued, "Yes, your Uncle is right. There is nothing to worry about. Joseph has arranged everything. You can't change your mind now."
Irish raised her eyebrows and then turned to Jay.
Seeing this, Jay cleared his throat and hastily said, "Irish, you know that I am always a mediator, but I will support you whatever decision you make."
"Jay, you are really a good brother," Irish said with a sly smile.
Jay said nothing and lowered his head.
"How about you, Joseph?" Irish patted his shoulder softly and added, "Do you still think we must take the honeymoon trip as you heard why I changed my mind? Do you think we can take a happy trip under such conditions?"
Joseph was speechless and was aware of something.
Seeing this, Irish put her arms around his neck and continued, "Joseph, say something. Don't just keep silent."
"You have to go. It is also an important part of your marriage," Mary replied to Joseph anxiously.
"No, I am worried about uncle Steven," Irish said firmly.
"Irish, look at me. I am fine. Trust me," said Steven, trying to convince her.
But Joseph still kept silent there.
"Joseph? Honey, I am asking for your opinion," Irish said in an extremely sweet voice.
Although Joseph was happy to hear her sweet voice, he could tell her intention. Her sharp eyes were piercing his mind.
Joseph turned around to look into her eyes but found a sly smile on her face. He gave her a sigh as if he was asking for her opinion, but Joseph could still feel her critical smile.
"Irish," Joseph called her softly.
Irish looked at her and still held a sly smile.
Steven didn't realize what was going on. He put down his glass and kept persuading her, "Irish, be a good girl. Go to enjoy your trip with Joseph, or I wouldn't be interested in drinking."
After hearing this, Irish turned to Steven and said directly, "Uncle, you got lung cancer. You can't drink. It is bad for your health."
Shocked, Steven could not utter a single word with his mouth open.
"Aunt," Irish called Mary, who looked so flurried. "You have to prevent Uncle from drinking. You are clear about Uncle's health condition, but how could you not stop him?" Irish added.
Mary still wanted to indulge in sophistry and then responded, "Irish, the medical technology is so developed. It could be well controlled. Moreover, Joseph invited many famous experts for your Uncle, and they prescribed a lot of good medicine."
"Oh, I see. But I still want to know what kind of medicine they prescribe. I am so surprised Uncle recovered so fast," Irish said again.
Mary failed to reply to her this time while Steven hastily explained, "It is a secret prescription, so just stop asking more questions."
"Hey, Uncle, aren't you surprised at your disease?" Irish pretended to be shocked. She took a glance at Mary and then at Steven, "Didn't Aunt hide it from you? And now you know it?"
Jay couldn't help laughing.
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