Liang Chaxiang's heart sank, and she subconsciously glanced at Xiao Qingyang who was lying on the bed, "You say!" ”

Wang's mother was embarrassed to speak, and Steward Qu looked anxious on the side, "You're embarrassed to say it, let me say it!" ”

Steward Qu said solemnly, "Shicai Zhuang Bohua is here." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

He told Liang Chaxiang what Zhuang Bohua said, as well as his own speculation, as it was, and finally rubbed his hands and said, "So I discussed with Wang's mother, and I want to ask you to do me a favor and get the marriage done before Zhuang Bohua." ”

Without waiting for Liang Chaxiang to react, Steward Qu immediately said, "Of course, these are all fake, just a play in front of Zhuang Bohua...... if you don't agree, we can also understand ......." ”

"Uncle Qu," Liang Chaxiang raised her hand to interrupt him, "You can say what I should do!" ”

Just said yes and didn't ask anything?

Wang Ma felt a little guilty, moved her lips, and wanted to explain, Liang Chaxiang gently pressed the back of her hand, "He is lying here because of me, if he hadn't pushed me away, the person lying here would be me, or I wouldn't even have the qualifications to lie here, and I would have reported to the Hades Palace a long time ago." ”

Liang Chaxiang looked at Wang Ma's eyes steadily, "You don't have to say anything, don't feel embarrassed, he saved my life, I helped him keep the family property, these are all as they should be, and I am very willing." ”

"Good boy!" Wang Ma took out the handkerchief with relief and pressed the corner of her eye.

The three of them discussed the details together, and began to act separately, Wang Ma went to the ready-to-wear shop to buy two wedding clothes, and it was okay when the shop closed, anyway, these shops were rented out by the Xiao family, she knew where the shopkeeper lived, knock on the door and let the shopkeeper go back to the shop, and take two sets of them, but it took more steps.

Steward Qu went back to Xiao's house and arranged some necessary items for the wedding, such as longan, dates, dragon and phoenix quilts, happy candles, and of course, Xiao Zhen and Chi Qingqing's tablets, these two things cannot be forgotten.

Although he knew that everything was fake, it was just a show, but subconsciously, Steward Qu still didn't want to wronged Liang Chaxiang, so he always loaded two small carts and drove towards the hospital with more than a dozen subordinates.

Liang Chaxiang wiped Xiao Qingyang's face and changed into the wedding dress that Wang Ma brought back, and the fiery red wedding dress reflected his face, which reminded Liang Chaxiang of the sleeping beauty that the nun and grandmother talked about.

"Here, I'll comb your hair." Wang Ma said to Liang Chaxiang with a peach wood comb.

When a woman gets married, she must have a bride to help comb her hair, and say auspicious words while combing, "Once you comb your hair, you don't have to worry about wealth; The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free; Three combs to the hair, many sons and many longevity; then comb to the end, raise the case and raise the eyebrows; The second comb is combed to the tail, and the wings fly together; Three combs to the end, forever knotted and concentric; There is a head and a tail, rich and noble. ”

Time is in a hurry, and this bride has nowhere to find it, but fortunately, she is just making a show, and she doesn't pay so much attention to it.

However, in her selfish heart, Wang Ma still wants to take it as true, so she feels that the procedure of combing her hair still can't be saved.

Wang Ma gently combed her hair, and said softly, those auspicious words, Liang Chaxiang really had a feeling of a bride, and her little face was red with shame, like two of the brightest rouge.

At this time, Zhuang Bohua was leisurely, lying on the drunkard's chair, holding the purple clay pot that had been hidden for 20 years.

"How?" He said to the purple clay pot, "All the property of Xiao Zhen will be mine after tonight, what is the use of Xiao suppressing me for so many years?" People have to live longer than others, and whoever lives longer than others is the final winner. ”

Saying that, he kissed the pot, "You will follow me well in the future, take a good look at Master Ben, how to get to the peak of life, don't be like your dead ghost master." ”

There was a sound of hurried footsteps in the yard, and the next moment the fiery figure flashed, and Zhuang Yating floated in.

"Daddy!" She pulled the corner of her skirt and spun it around, and the skirt spread out with the turn, like a fiery red trumpet flower, "Is it good-looking?" ”

In fact, she originally wanted to wear a pure white wedding dress like a foreigner, but Zhuang Bohua said that this was for Xiao Qingyang, white was too frustrating, and she had to wear festive red everywhere.

Zhuang Yating couldn't understand that the white wedding dress clearly represented pure love, where was she depressed?

However, Zhuang Bohua's words still made her dispel the idea of wearing a white wedding dress, he said, "You wear white tomorrow, I dare to guarantee that the old woman Wang Ma will not let you enter the ward door half a step." ”

Of course, Zhuang Bohua didn't have this kindness, he wished that after the church, Xiao Qingyang would die immediately, so he just didn't want to let Wang Ma and Steward Qu have a reason to refuse to marry.

Zhuang Yating listened to Zhuang Bohua's words, went back to the house and rummaged through the cabinets, only to find such a "joyful" Western long gauze skirt that made her very satisfied.

She looked at Zhuang Bohua expectantly, her eyes shining, like a little loyal dog who wanted to be praised by her owner.

Who knew that Zhuang Bohua came to say, "Nonsense!" What does it look like in a nondescript way! ”

Zhuang Yating ran over with joy, just to get a word of praise from Zhuang Bohua, but she didn't expect to get a scold, and tears were rolling in her eyes at that time.

When Zhuang Bohua saw it, his attitude softened, "You don't care about the clothes, I'll ask the housekeeper to go to the ready-to-wear shop tomorrow morning to get a set." ”

The father and daughter were talking, when suddenly there was a lively sound of firecrackers on the street, mixed with noisy gongs and drums.

At this time?

Zhuang Bohua suddenly thought of something, and immediately bounced up from the drunkard's chair, "Damn! ”

As the words fell, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the butler's voice came in from outside the door, "Oh no, no," and the voice of the man also ran in.

"Master, master," the housekeeper panicked, not caring about saluting Zhuang Bohua, "Old man Qu is in the hospital, marrying the young master!" ”

Zhuang Bohua pulled up Zhuang Yating, who was standing aside, "What are you doing in a daze, let's go!" ”

No matter how late it is, I'm afraid that I have already worshipped, and it will be too late at that time!

The bride had to finish the firecrackers when she arrived home, and then she was helped into the door by the kisser, and the wedding had just begun, and the hospital was in the center of the town.

The father and daughter ran in the night, Zhuang Bohua was fine, Zhuang Yating pedal thin high heels, where can I run, it won't work in less than five minutes, pitiful right, Zhuang Bohua, who was running in front, shouted, "Dad, I can't run, my feet hurt!" ”

Zhuang Bohua hates to death, where did he get so much stinky temper!

I couldn't wait to leave her on the road and don't care anymore, but Zhuang Yating couldn't do it, and he couldn't sing when he ran to the big drama alone, so he had to run back again, take off Zhuang Yating's high heels, knock off the heels and throw them to her, "Hurry up and put it on, hurry up." (To be continued.) )