My sister didn't come home at night, and she hadn't come back when she got up at five o'clock in the morning. There are some things that I don't want to think about, as if I am deliberately avoiding them, as if my sister has not returned. The little one is lazy in the morning, and he has to find a way to get the older son up. Because when he sends off his relatives, he will also follow. Getting married is a big day, and no one will be sloppy. It's interesting to think about, everyone will have to go through some things in their lives, and they usually look at others and listen to others. But when it really came to him, he still panicked, saying that he was not nervous was false. When I experience it, ah, I am familiar with it, but I usually don't experience it a second time.

The time I left was the hour, and my sister came back at six o'clock. Haven't changed into a wedding dress yet. I am very particular about which room I go to, which door I go out of, and where I face. It's not superstitious or not superstitious, everyone is like this, so we are all like this. There is no need to say anything because of these details.

By the time he finished eating in the morning, the eldest son had already gotten up. In order to make him more obedient, I played with him for a while. When a woman gets married, here, her mother's family will go with the curtain. The groom's house wants to pass the curtain, and he needs to take a red envelope. Usually my own children hold the curtain, but this time, my eldest son did this errand. When the groom leaves from his house, he calls his sister and tells him that they are leaving. At the same time as they set off, a wave of people here will also go first, usually pulling quilts, lanterns and other objects made by their mothers. At 7 o'clock, the convoy came. It is customary to set off firecrackers, respect heaven and earth, and circle the car, and the bride then sits on the wedding car. I don't know when my sister will put on her wedding dress. My parents didn't go with me, only me, my eldest son and my wife went, and my wife was the main person to send off my relatives.

I hugged my son, my son held the curtain, and we casually got into the car in a convoy of relatives. After the cannon was fired, the convoy set off. Passing by the door, I waved at my parents, who didn't see me. All the way east, I don't know how my sister is feeling, and I don't know what she will be thinking at this moment. On the way, I didn't want to talk. Looking at the wheat outside the car window, I don't know when it will ripen...... My son loves to ride in cars, and unfortunately I haven't bought a car yet. In the car, my son told me, "Dad, you're holding this, the handle on the top of the door." "Daddy, there's a pocket ahead of you. Then he looked in front of him: "I have it in front of me, too." Looking at the handle on the top of the car door on his side, he said, "I can't reach it." I said to him, "Well, you're still young. "Dad, what's in this pocket?" "It's usually paper." "Oh. "It's the same with my uncle's car. My son said to me, "I'll sit here." The son touched his hand where he was sitting. "Uncle's car is good, which one is better?" I asked my son. The son was silent. Probably, he was too young to know whether the car was good or bad. I just know that it's all cars. The convoy passed the first town in the east, and there were many kinds of garlic on both sides of the road. I don't know what the price of garlic is this year, and the main economic income of the villagers in this field depends on this season's garlic, but this thing in the market, not to mention. Looking at the road ahead, looking at the road in the past, I don't know why, I feel very uncomfortable. I didn't think of anything, I just felt that my nose was sore, there were tears in my eyes, and I was very afraid of falling. Looking out of the car, my son didn't notice what he said.

My sister is twenty-seven, so it stands to reason that she is not small. In life, who can get rid of the fate on these roads. Why, I found out I wasn't ready. Maybe if my sister doesn't get married, I won't be ready for this in my life. In the past, even after getting married, I always thought that when I had children, it was good to be a girl. I like the well-behaved female doll from the heart. The first child is a son, and I still like it very much, and I think this liking is mainly someone else. When the second child was still checked, it seemed that he knew that it was a son, and his wife was not very happy, because traditionally, a daughter and a son are good. For the second child, my wife wants a girl in her heart. At the time of delivery, when the baby came out, the doctor told her that it was a son. She said she was disappointed for a while. The doctor told her vigorously: "The two sons are good, they are good, the two generals." "The son has been born, some things can't be changed, in this life, this is a person's life, there is no way. No matter what, time does not stop moving forward, no matter what you do, what the situation, this should be the most cruel thing in human life. But now, for me sitting in the car, it is not bad to suddenly find out that I have a son. Because if it's a daughter, I don't know what I'll be like when she gets married. The convoy walked a dirt road when entering the village because of the road repair situation in the middle, and stopped twice in the middle because of the road conditions, and once it was longer, because there was a pit on the road that needed to be padded, and the car was generally low. I think they should look at the road beforehand, even if it's this way when they go and the big road when they come back. That's not good. How unsmooth. I hope my sister's life is smooth and smooth. The successors of the new era have all grown up with the dialectical materialism of the scholar Marx, and from a very young age, they have been taught to be the successors of socialism in the future and not to believe in ghosts and gods. However, when the matter is close, hehe, who knows what the psychology is, anyway, I always hope that it is good. At this time, nothing can be changed, I can only go down, and I can only silently complain.

After arriving, of course, there will be a big meal waiting for my sister, and we, after I got out of the car, hugged my son, and my son hugged the door curtain. After the meeting, the village helper led a strange uncle to me, who should be from the groom's family, and said to my son, "Is it okay for me to exchange the red envelope with you?" "He looked at my son and spoke softly. Under normal circumstances, older children will send curtains to make trouble, just to be lively. Those who will deliberately be embarrassed and ask for a curtain, while those who want a curtain will give a red envelope to the scene, which is a happy field. My son was too young, and I didn't have the heart to say anything, so I gave them the curtain. After that, my son and I just played around the area where they gave us a seat. One place is one habit, and in our place it is generally ten miles of different winds. Guests, generally follow the local customs. The banquet is the same, nothing more than how many plates there are, in this modern era, the thickness of the banquet is almost the same, and no one minds too much. I am the bride's brother, and when I eat, no one will deliberately let me drink, and no one will persuade me if I don't want to drink.

When leaving, there will be a process of greeting the groom's parents, nothing more than talking about some scenes. Like, the child can do what he should do here, what is wrong, what should be said, etc. I should say this as a matter of course, but I am generally not allowed to say it directly, and I am always asked to say it by the person who accompanies my relatives. I think it has something to do with the marriage tradition here, children get married, and before they get married, the two families generally don't have much contact with each other. Also, maybe I'm afraid of being cold. When they were talking, I carefully observed some of my sister's father-in-law and mother-in-law, mother-in-law with ring-eyed eyes, her face is not hideous, her father-in-law should be a very shrewd person, hey what are you doing here, it's always my sister's business, I want to get along with her, I hope she's good.

After that, we packed up and headed home. When I went back, the day seemed to be clearer and bluer. My sister is going to get married after all, is it a woman's fate? I don't approve of being single, a person's life, it's a lifetime, what should be done is not experienced, when you look back when you are old, won't it be a regret? I think silently in my heart, bless her, wish her good, wish her happiness, may her life have no regrets.