Chapter 17 I wish Lai Po's little sister ran to the window of the backyard of the old house where I lived, and leaned on the window to peek at me, at this time I was happily lying on the mahogany table looking at the sun outside the window and smiling.

How precious the winter sun is, how cold the winter is, this moment has become eternal, it is embedded in the memories of the brain, embedded in the memories of everyone in this small mountain village.

Lai Po's little sister ran to Xuan's door, Lai Po's sister was bowing her head and saying nothing, standing on the loess road of the small mountain village in winter, at this time the eyes of the people in the village were focused on Lai Po's sister, everyone knew that she was Binglei's wife.

At this time, it began to fall one after another, and at this time, Lai Po's sister was very worried, and I was even more worried, and we were worried about our future destiny together. Is there always no chance to dance together in this life and this life?

Lai Po's little sister shed red tears and said to Lai Po's sister: "Sister, Bing Lei is holding her daughter's red wine jar and smiling." Lai Po's sister said, "I'll give it to you." At this time, Xuan's daughter also said sadly: "I don't have any malice, I just don't want to wear green hairpins anymore." ”

In this way, the wedding began, and the drums were noisy, and it was a lively scene. At this time, in the mp3, connected to the speaker, Daolang's song "Great Dunhuang" sounded, the sound was overwhelming, resounding in every corner of Mayao Village, and the lyrics were so tactful: "I use the Buddha's Tripitaka to recite your name, and gently call our fate." Gently call on our fate......"

Lai Po's sister wiped her tears with the back of her hand and ran towards her home, and then the whole village shed cold and snowy tears for her.

But the matchmaker Xi Zhou and Mr. Yin and Yang wiped away their tears and said to the doorman: "You recruit, what should we do, we have to finish the wedding, we have to eat the table." ”

So, the wedding began in the heavy snow, and I didn't know all this, I still lay on the mahogany table and hugged my daughter's red wine to shed the tears of happiness and sadness.

When all the people entered Xuan's house, gathered around the table, and sat on the bench, Mr. Yin and Yang began to announce the start of the wedding, and Xuan's daughter smiled very happily, she thought that her bud was about to open in Bing Lei's arms.

At this time, Lai Po's sister broke in with a wine jar of "Peaceful Joy Wine", which she stole from Bing Lei's study, in which she filled a jar of Xinghua Village wine.

Her eyes were dark at this time, and that was because she was already sad and hurt to the top. She walked to Xuan's daughter with Xianghe Xijiu, Xuan's daughter's eyes were bright and full of brilliance, and she was wearing a pink cotton coat, Xuan's daughter at this time was a waiting bride.

Lai Po's girl lowered her head, and her hair was so dry and dark. She took a sip of peaceful wine, she looked at Xuan's daughter emotionally, and said sadly with tears: "I wish you to Binglei and grow old together." I wish you to give Bing Lei and the cave room flowers. I wish you to give Bing Lei, gentle and lingering......" Then she took a sip of peaceful wine.

Who wouldn't see that? How her heart hurts, how her heart hurts, how much her heart hurts.

So Lai Po's sister kept drinking peaceful wine, and she wanted to get herself drunk, so that she would be a little less miserable.

Lai Po's little sister went to snatch her peaceful wine, and then knelt on the ground and pleaded: "Sister, don't drink anymore, Binglei is not as good as you imagined." Sister, he's just a poor scholar, he's just a poor scholar, he scored 23 points in the exam, and he's not even a high school student. He's just a poor scholar, and he doesn't deserve to be like this for him, so you don't understand. Sister, don't drink anymore, I beg you.

Lai Po's little sister snatched the red wine jar of Xianghe wine, and then fell heavily on the dirt, everyone saw it, a jar of Xianghe wine flowed all over the ground, this wine is so clear, so cold, so cold.

So, this wedding could not continue any longer, and the old man Huaiping said first: "That's it." So the men and the people also said one after another: "Then let's do it." ”

In this way, a wedding was not completed, and it was just like that, and it broke up unhappily......