Later, whenever Jiang Huijia recalled that day, she only felt that it was complicated and indescribable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She thought hard at that time, and she could be regarded as having thought about all the aspects she would face in the future. She was mentally prepared for the worst, and she was determined to face it all.

Yes, at the beginning of the marriage, Jiang Huijia regarded the Song family as a battlefield.

In her two lives, although she is still married for the first time, because of the special circumstances of this marriage, she who stayed in the bride's boudoir at that time actually did not have the slightest mentality that a bride should have, such as shyness, expectation, apprehension, reluctance, etc.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't feel like she was getting married.

She just saw it as a task that had to be completed, a fate that had to be faced.

As for the other protagonist in the incident, the man who is nominally about to become her husband, Jiang Huijia doesn't take him seriously at all!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, when she was sitting quietly in the boudoir, waiting for someone from the Song family to send someone to come to greet her, there were bursts of exclamations in the small courtyard outside.

The exclamations of the people were too loud, and they clearly reached Jiang Huijia's ears early on: "It was Song Sanlang who came in person! The new aunt actually came to greet him by himself!"

Song Sanlang came to Jiang's house in an ox cart, but because of his inconvenience, he couldn't get off the ox cart, and he sincerely confessed to the Yue family.

He actually came to greet his relatives by himself, this was already enough face for the Jiang family, where to use him to accuse, Jiang Lao Er was so surprised that he could hardly stop it.

At that time, Jiang Huijia was sitting quietly in the room, thinking about how to "face" the Song family from the heart, because of the sudden joy outside, she couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

There was still a commotion outside, and immediately afterward, a cousin from Jiang Huijia in the next room said with a smile: "The new aunt came at the right time, but the daughter of our Jiang family is not someone who can get it casually, new aunt, can you take out your sincerity and show us?"

"Trouble with the uncle" is an important part of the current marriage customs, and ordinary people, if the uncle comes to greet the relatives, it is indispensable to be beaten by the woman's relatives. This is also called "beating the aunt", of course, it is not really beating, it is just that meaning, which shows the importance of the family to the daughter, reminds the aunt that the bride is a person with a mother's family, and also lets the aunt know that this bride is hard-won, so that the aunt will have more respect for his daughter in the future.

This is a common custom, but as soon as the Jiang family's cousin's words came out, it caused a wave of embarrassment inside and outside.

You must know that Song Sanlang is a disabled person, it would be good if he could come over to greet his relatives by himself, and he would still be beaten? Who would dare to beat him? Even if he was pretending, the stick would have to fall on him, and if there was a bad one, who would pay for it?

Can you just let Song Saburo go?

Cousin Jiang's words have been spoken, just let people go like this, how faceless is the Jiang family?

Song Yi was not in a hurry, he smiled and arched his hand: "Thanks to your love, how dare Xiao Ke be insincere?"

A few children squatting in a corner shouted happily: "Red envelope! Red envelope!"

When people marry, if they don't want to be beaten, they usually wrap a few red envelopes to the woman's relatives who are responsible for blocking the door. It's so festive and affordable, and it's also very decent.

However, most of the people in the countryside are poor, and there are not many people who will really give red envelopes at this stage. Song Saburo's situation is there again, and everyone knows that he has a hard time. The relatives and friends of the Jiang family didn't expect to have a red envelope to take, but this time it was another surprise.

Song Yi handed out the red envelope, and saw that the new door had not yet had time to open, and a little cousin of the Jiang family who was guarding the door and accompanying Jiang Huijia close to him laughed through the door and said: "Cousin-in-law, there is still a red envelope missing here!

Some people coaxed: "How can one be enough! Wuni accompanied Huiniang all night yesterday, why should my uncle give a few more red envelopes!"

People laughed: "How can you just have a red envelope, you need to have more sincerity, otherwise our Hui Niang will not get married!"

Song Yi was in a hurry with the people who came to greet him, Song Dalang raised his eyebrows, and Song Shilang pursed the corners of his mouth. Song Yi arched his hand and said loudly: "You are right, Song is not talented, it is really a blessing for three lives to be able to marry a lady, how can you not come to ask for sincerity today!"

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and then opened his mouth, but it was a hypnotic poem that came out: "Xiaoying Spring Breeze and Twilight compose poems, and the ox cart comes out of the red dust." By asking Fang, the makeup is not in the sky, and the sky is bright. ”

This is to urge Jiang Huijia to make up if she has finished dressing, and even pointed out that the sunset in the sky has come out, and the bride can open the door.

As soon as the four hypnotic poems came out, the originally noisy courtyard was quiet for a moment. After another moment, there was a cry of surprise.

People seemed to have just reacted, and there was an uproar in an instant. The festive atmosphere in the small courtyard was completely ignited, and the groom came to greet his relatives and make hypnotic poems for the bride, which was really elegant.

Besides, this elegance is not something that anyone can afford to play, the country people welcome their relatives, and the groom can say a few good words in front of the bride's door, which is considered to be very flexible, as for composing poems? Don't be kidding, the country man who doesn't know a basket of big characters still composes poems? That's the big family to play well? It's the town people to welcome relatives, and there are few people who do hypnotic poems, and most of them send a few red envelopes.

Everyone in the Jiang family felt that there was light on their faces, and some people were saying whether they could ask the bride to open the door, and some people said that the auspicious time had not yet arrived, and the door could not be opened yet, so Song Yi made another hypnotic poem.

"I don't know what night it is, and the world is leaking even more. Who said that hibiscus is planted in the water, and a branch is opened in the bronze mirror. ”

Seven words and four sentences of hypnotic poems, he made ten poems on the spot.

Each of them is brilliant and easy to read. Even most of the people who watched the ceremony were illiterate and could not read, but they all felt that they could understand the meaning of his poems.

The verses of the poem, according to convention, are to praise the bride again and again.

Jiang Huijia is not the original owner, she has received many years of higher education in modern times, and she can easily taste the literary charm in Song Yi's makeup poems.

At first, when Song Yi made one or two songs, Jiang Huijia should listen to freshness, but when the other party continued to do ten songs, Jiang Huijia could no longer listen to freshness as if nothing happened.

She sat by the window, and though the window was tightly closed, none of the voices outside came to her ears through the small window.

In that kind of noisy voice, Song Yi's clear and slightly low-pitched voice is particularly clear.

If you don't see them, you know their voices.

At that time, Jiang Huijia was dishonestly holding the red hijab in her hand and playing with it, her eyes turned to the pane with the red word red on it, and then fell on her embroidered red shoes full of classical meaning, and suddenly a kind of indescribable old feelings came from time through hazy.

It seems that in the past and present lives, just to wait for this moment and this moment to happen.

Who hasn't had the age of flowers? Who hasn't dreamed of that beloved in the cardamom season who doesn't know when it will come?

The young man with a clear voice recited a hypnotic poem under the window, and asked his sister-in-law when he made up to ask his son-in-law, the shade in front of the mirror is appropriate?

She held the big red hijab with a gold-embroidered peony with her slender hands, and the exquisite embroidery slipped through her fingertips, and the subtle concave and convex were depicted between the skin, as if there were two lives and two lifetimes, the ring of time.

Somehow, there was a sudden burst of laughter outside. Wu Ni, the little cousin of the Jiang family, who was originally guarding the door, grabbed two red envelopes with one hand and opened the door with a brush!

"The door is open, the door is open!"

There were also children's voices shouting for joy: "Pick up the bride!"

Many people crowded from the door, Jiang Huijia was originally sitting by the window, diagonally facing the door, she was still playing around with the red hijab in her hand, might as well this door was suddenly opened!

She froze, looking up at the door.

At this time, everyone crowded at the door was also stunned and looked straight at her.

The entire courtyard was silent for a moment, and Wu Ni, who was originally guarding the door, turned her head and exclaimed: "Sister Hui, your hijab!" The bride actually lifted her hijab herself before getting married, so what's the matter?

A flush suddenly rose on Jiang Huijia's face, and the crimson color spread, even past the already red rouge on her cheeks. She was in a hurry and hurriedly pulled the hijab on her hand.

Unexpectedly, the busier and more chaotic it became, the red silk hijab was getting tighter and tighter between her fingers. Finally tearing off the hijab, she took advantage of the different looks on the faces of everyone outside the door, pulled both sides of the hijab and covered her head.

But somehow, when she lowered her head and raised her eyes, her gaze crossed the crowd crowded at the door, and she saw the person sitting on the ox cart in the courtyard in the midst of the noise.

At that time, the young man was dressed in red, with a red scarf on his head, and was sitting on the ox cart, and he was looking up.

With a flick of the gimmick, the hijab fell.

Jiang Huijia covered her pounding heart, and only listened to the chirping of Wuni beside her: "Sister Hui, you are really, how can you tear off the hijab?"

Someone else hurried over the crowd to her. But it was Jiang's mother Liu's family, and Liu's family was found by the people who ordered the banquet under the kitchen before, and she couldn't take care of it for a while, but her daughter went wrong here. She hurried over again, only shook Jiang Huijia's hand and said with a smile: "The auspicious time is coming, my uncle is coming to greet her!"

Jiang Huijia was still thinking about Song Yi's eyebrows, or because the sky was too bright at that time, she couldn't see it very clearly, but the general outline of the person was already like a picture scroll wandering on the new shoots on Mo, in the red hijab that was closed, in the old time that was depreciated, there was an indescribable demeanor.

She was a little dazed, and she didn't know whether she was happy or sad, she just felt that everything that happened around her at that time was in a trance and unreal.

Later, she was carried on the sedan chair by her brother at home, and she vaguely heard people's regretful voices in her ears: "Song Saburo is a real talent, but it's a pity that he fell into such a disease, and no matter how talented he is, it's in vain!"

"The Song family is quite polite, they invited a sedan chair, and Song Sanlang came in person......"

"What's that? The two husband and wife are more righteous, and Hui Niang's dowry is ......."

"Hey! What kind of character is Song Sanlang? In these ten miles and eight villages, in the town and in the town, who doesn't give a thumbs up and praise? Don't be sorry, if he hadn't fallen ill, he would have been able to marry a merchant girl?"

It was as if I heard Jiang's mother Liu crying in the back: "My daughter, this is married into someone else's family......"

Well, it's crying.

Jiang Huijia's mind turned around slowly, and in the slight swaying of the sedan chair all the way, she went to a new life.