Get married? Yes, I'm married. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Scene? It was a grand scene.

Mood? I was very excited, the old woman finally got married.

Afterward? Have you ever seen a group of neurotics rushing in after worshipping in the hall, shouting at you that you can't get married?

"Oh, he swept them all out with a broom." Pointing to Zong Jiming, who was still lying on the chair in a wedding dress and sleeping on his back, Guan Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

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Inside the Storyteller's House

"Let's talk about the scene of the day of the marriage of the little son of the clan today, if you want to say that this clan is really magnanimous, let's not talk about the scene on the wedding day, General Gu personally opened the way, red makeup for ten miles, and even the flowing water banquet was placed for three days and three nights, and the guests changed batch after batch."

"And then? Who is the bride? ”

The out-of-town tourists who didn't have time to attend this grand wedding sat under the stage, peeling peanuts and asked curiously.

"This bride is also familiar to everyone, and they all say that the little son of the clan once spent a lot of money just to find a good story for the bride to laugh and laugh......."

Comb to the hair, wealth does not have to worry

The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free

Three combs combed to the head, many sons and many longevity

Then comb to the end, raise the case and raise the eyebrows

The two combs are combed to the tail, and the wings are double-flying

Three combs are combed to the end, and the eternal knot is concentric

There is a head and a tail, and we are rich and noble in this life

After reading this congratulatory message with Qingqing in my heart, combing the hair of the newlywed bride should have been done by the mother for her daughter, but the Guan family has been wiped out for so long, and the damned person is also dead, even if the heart is unfair, there will be no return.

grabbed the hijab in front of the dresser, turned around and raised his hand to use the hijab to remove the tears on Qingqing's face, Qingqing was crying and forgetting herself, and only reacted when the red hijab approached her face, and jumped out of the distance with the comb before sobbing at Guan Yi one by one, "Miss, what are you doing?" ”

"Wipe your face, look at your crying, tears are about to drown the room."

She knows that she can't say unlucky things on the wedding day, but there are too many golden beans and silver beans in Qingqing, since Zong Jiming brought the matchmaker to the door to propose marriage, she can be seen crying from time to time, crying when washing, crying during eating, and now it is about to be auspicious and it is time to get on the sedan chair, and she is still crying.

"Qingqing, don't cry, your young lady's marriage is a happy event, come and see your own eyes, you don't dare to look in the mirror these days, how can you handle such an ugly wedding maid."

poked the tip of Qingqing's nose, which was still bubbling with snot, and Guan Yiyi laughed one by one.

"Miss, don't make fun of Qingqing, Miss, Hiccup, Miss has finally grown up and finally married, Hiccup, it's a pity that the old lady and the young master are them, woo~~~"

"Qingqing, people will leave one day, sooner or later, happy or sad, so if I die one day, don't cry like this, you must laugh, like this, don't ......"

"Miss, today is Miss's big day, what nonsense is Miss talking here, quickly cover your hijab, and the bride will be outside the door soon."

Seeing Qingqing take out a handkerchief and wipe it on her face, Guan Yiyi stretched out his hand to catch the tears dripping from her chin, and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, as long as Qingqing doesn't cry, let Miss do anything." ”

Outside the door was the sound of cannonballs, picked up the hijab and brought it to himself, took the white jade bottle handed over by Qingqing, and heard the congratulations of the bride outside the door.

Seeing the bride enter the house with the afterglow under the hijab, standing in front of him, Guan Yiyi couldn't help but be a little nervous, and the white jade bottle he was holding kept rubbing, "Yo, why doesn't the bride make a sound, according to the customs of Dingcheng, the bride has to cry on the wedding day, otherwise it will be unlucky, come, don't hold back, the louder you cry, the better." ”

“…… Poof"

Guan Yiyi didn't know about this custom, he was still a little emotional when he heard it before, but now it's his turn, but he always wants to laugh.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh, if you don't cry, forget it, why are you still laughing, bah, bah, quickly spit out this bad luck, how unlucky it is on the wedding day."

Xi Niang's tone was a little impatient, she was a person from Dingcheng, four years ago, the Guan family was wiped out, and no one survived, so she thought that Guan Yiyi was an orphan girl from other places, and she was lucky to be looked down upon by the little master of the Zong family, so that she could climb the big tree of the Zong family and become a soil phoenix.

"Hey, you're ......"

Qingqing was just about to return the favor when he heard Zong Jiming's voice outside the door.

"Yiyi, why is it so long?"

"Yo, why did the groom come in, just go to the door and wait, the bride doesn't know our customs, I don't know how to cry and marry, and when she cries, the old woman immediately carries her into the sedan door."

Carrying the bride on the sedan chair should be done by the elder brother in the family, but when he thought of Guan Yiyi's six brothers, he didn't want to say that he would come by himself, Zong Jiyue spoke out against it, how could the rules of the ancestors be broken? The two sides were deadlocked, and in the end, Zong Jiming could only agree to let Xi Niang do this job.

"Crying for what? It's unlucky to cry on this big day, come on, you go out and wait by the wedding sedan chair, and I'll do the rest. ”

"This, don't joke about it, it's not in accordance with the rules to let the groom carry the bride on the sedan chair, and the head of the sect also said ......"

The bride stirred the red handkerchief in her hand, and she didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

"Okay, you go out, what's not in order, this son is a parent, this son is the rule, I will bear it on the eldest brother's side, if you continue to talk about it, you will miss the auspicious time, and it will be your sin to miss the auspicious time."

Hearing this, Xi Niang didn't want to turn around and leave, the head of the sect family was still negotiable, but the little prince of the sect was not so easy to mess with.

"One by one, come on, Brother Jiming's back can only let you carry it this time."

"Why?"

"Because in the future, Brother Jiming will become a husband one by one."

Carrying it on his back was like a high mountain, Zong Jiming walked very slowly and steadily, for fear that his hands would tremble, so he would fall to the ground with this lovely man on his back.

"It's so stinky."

Guan Yiyi leaned his head on Zong Jiming's shoulder, and was pulled up by Qingqing before dawn in the morning to wear a wedding dress with a phoenix crown, this crown made of pure gold was too heavy, and she couldn't bear it.

"Yiyi, do you regret it?"

Hearing the tone of the people under him who were not like the usual frolicking with himself, Guan Yi shook his head one by one, but said the opposite thing in his mouth, "Regret, regret to die, regret my intestines are green, why do you say I married a chatter, hey, tell me, how many times have you asked this question, huh?" ”

The small hand on his shoulder began to pull his ears, and through the hijab, he could hear Guan Yiyi's tone full of laughter.

"Many times? Let me count, one, two, three, four, ......, it's quite a lot, just one by one, do you think I'm dreaming? ”

……

After the sixth day of Chinese New Year's Eve, Zong Jiming came to Guan'er with the best bride in Dingcheng, that day was the day of Guan Yiyi and Xuan, not like the usual lady's house, the cold in the ear is no different from usual, Guan Yiyi is still asleep in bed, Qingqing brought her to the bedside of the longevity noodles has been mushy, can't bear to wake her up, Zong Jiming pulled the bride to the front hall.

Qingqing stared at the wooden boxes being carried into the ears, and when she saw Zong Jiming coming out of the inner room, she immediately ran to his side and asked quickly, "Childe, what are these?" Lady's courtesy? ”

Every year, Guan Yiyi's birthday gifts are given by Zong Jiming, a few pieces, a few boxes, but today these are about to be placed in the yard but are still being carried in the birthday gifts, is there a little too much? Even if Miss is a young lady this year, she doesn't need so much, and when Miss wakes up, it's time to scold Zong Gongzi for being a loser.

"No, no," Zong Jiming smiled mysteriously, stopped in the middle of his words, and jumped to his feet anxiously, "What is it that is not a birthday gift?" ”

Looking at Qingqing's impatient look, Zong Jiming laughed, "It's a dowry." ”

"You take this and take a look, and I'll report this to the sleeping one inside a little, so that she won't lose her temper again."

Seeing that Xiniang and Qingqing hadn't come back to their senses yet, Zong Jiming turned his back and shook his shoulders, "What?" Were you moved by this child's actions? ”

I didn't hear the response of the two people behind me, and turned around to find that the two of them were looking at the gift list he gave, and from time to time they would whisper something.

The bride who was carrying him on his back, remembering the stunned look when she came to watch the ear and ask for a kiss, Zong Jiming stopped and lifted the Guan Yiyi on his back one by one, "Yiyi, you have lost weight again, are you so excited that you can't eat and sleep when you think of marrying me?" ”

"It's less smelly and beautiful, are you still married? If you don't marry me, this phoenix crown is too heavy. ”

"Marry, marry, how can you not marry, who dares to ask you but me? Hold on for a while, and you can take it off when you enter the new house after worshipping. ”

"Take off what?"

"Strip ......"

"You ......, when is it, you are still here to speak fast, go quickly, drive~"

The spring breeze in April is still a little cool, the willow branches have just pulled out the green buds, the peach blossom fragrance in the pavilion garden permeates every street and alley in Dingcheng, the people standing on the side of the street look at the big red all over the street, smell the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and seem to have some feelings that I don't know what year it is.

Zong Jiyue sat on a jujube horse and shook his head, he knew that his younger brother would not be so honest, wasn't it just that Xi Niang was delayed for a while, so he couldn't wait.

Gu Tiancheng laughed beside him, "I said the master of the sect, your brother really loves the old man of the Guan family, it's the first time I've seen rushing to my mother's house to pick up the bride in so many years." ”

"Let General Gu smile, it's not like this in normal times, but it's just that when I meet Miss Guan, I'm a little tiger-headed."

"Hahaha, still called Miss Guan? If you want me to say that Zong Jiming is even more tiger than your father, when your father married your mother, he was so anxious that he almost kicked the door of your mother's house, but now it's good, he gave birth to a son who is like him. ”

Zong Jiyue smiled and didn't speak, now that his younger brother is married, it is also a wish of his father and mother, and it is also a wish of his.

"It's coming, the bride is out, hey, why is the groom carrying the bride?"

Carrying Guan Yi to the side of the sedan chair one by one, watching her enter the sedan chair, Zong Jiming stepped on his horse and hugged his fist to the people around him, "Ladies and gentlemen, today is Zong's big day, and please go to Zong's house to drink a glass of Zong's wedding wine, thank you." ”

As the marriage brigade went away, many people also followed, just to send a blessing......