The five hundred and eighth round, back marriage
When Yan Ruojiu came back to her senses, her vision had been blocked by the red hijab, and she could only see the place where her feet were slap-sized. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
And what came to my ears was the lively drum music and human voices, I couldn't really hear it, but I knew it was so lively.
Is this about getting married? Yan Ruojiu sighed silently in her heart.
Because the line of sight was blocked, Yan Ruojiu could only hold on to it, and Ye Qing and Mo's hands passively followed them forward.
In a daze, Yan Ruojiu walked through the corridor, crossed the garden, entered the main house, said goodbye to his parents, and was about to set off.
Together, in her narrow line of sight, a familiar pair of boots appeared.
She instinctively whispered, "Is it Brother Ziran?" ”
Outside the red hijab, the owner of the boots was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Ah Wei, in this way, you can also recognize it?" ”
"Hehe, it's really Brother Ziran." Yan Ruojiu was a little excited, and she raised her hand to lift the red hijab.
"Don't, Ah Wei, this hijab can't be lifted." Jiang Ziran immediately intervened.
"But, I want to see you again before I get married." Yan Ruojiu said excitedly.
Three days before she got married, Yan Ruojiu didn't see Jiang Ziran again, she thought, that's family, how can she have to look at him again before leaving, so she was a little anxious.
"Hehe, I know, I'm not here." Jiang Ziran said, his eyes couldn't help but redden.
"But I can't see you." Yan Ruojiu said anxiously.
"Hehe, silly girl......" Jiang Ziran was stunned in his heart.
"Brother Ziran......" Yan Ruojiu didn't see Jiang Ziran's response for a long time, so she said more anxiously.
"Silly girl, come." Jiang Ziran didn't answer anything, but turned around and squatted down.
"Brother Ziran!" Yan Ruojiu thought that Jiang Ziran was leaving, and she was even more nervous.
"Girl, please put it on your back." Ye Qing spoke out in time on the side.
"What's the back? What about my brother Ran? Yan Ruojiu was extremely flustered when she held Ye Qing's hand, because she couldn't really see everything outside through the hijab.
"Girl, today is the king of Anjun, and I want to carry you to the sedan chair." Ye Qing hurriedly explained.
"Brother Ziran's back ......" Yan Ruojiu was stunned.
Today it was her brother Ziran who carried her on the sedan chair, it was Brother Ziran, it was Brother Ziran who loved her the most, spoiled her, protected her, and spoiled her, Yan Ruojiu suddenly shrank a little inexplicably.
"Silly girl, come up, let Brother Ziran give you another ride." After not seeing Yan Ruojiu come up for a long time, Jiang Ziran turned his head with red eyes and said gently.
"Girl, the slave will help you." couldn't delay the auspicious time, Ye Qing could only hurriedly help Yan Ruojiu and lay on Jiang Ziran's back.
"Brother Ziran......" once again lay on this familiar shoulder, and Yan Ruojiu suddenly felt a little sad.
"Ah Wei, are you lying down?" Jiang Ziran asked so gently, like every time when he was a child.
And Yan Ruojiu, who was under the red hijab, was already choked up and speechless.
"Ah Wei ......" Jiang Ziran called Yan Ruojiu softly again.
"Brother Ziran......" Yan Ruojiu was already crying.
"Silly girl, get on your stomach, Brother Ziran will get up." Jiang Ziran heard the choked throat of Yan Ruojiu's voice, and also shouted tears, trembling his voice, and forced out a smile to get up.
"Brother Ziran!" Feeling that she was about to get up, Yan Ruojiu suddenly became nervous, wrapped her arms around Jiang Ziran's neck, and clenched them tightly.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Ziran was also nervous, and his body lowered again.
Ye Qing, who was supporting on the side, was also a little at a loss.
The relatives and guests in the house were also a little surprised.
Although Yan Shuqing and Mo were reluctant, they couldn't miss the auspicious time.
Xi Niang was still urging, Mo Shi had no choice but to step forward with red eyes, and whispered to Yan Ruojiu: "Ah Wei, the time has come, it's time to go." ”
"Mother......" Yan Ruojiu cried.
"Good boy, it's time to go, don't wait outside for a long time." Mo Shi patted Jiang Ziran's shoulder with tears in his eyes and said, "Ziran, get up." ”
"Mother!" Jiang Ziran got up, and Yan Ruojiu was very reluctant.
"Okay, Ziran, please, let's go." Mo took a deep breath and forced the tears in his eyes back.
"Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely send Sister Ah Wei safely to the wedding sedan chair." Jiang Ziran smiled slightly.
"Okay, let's go, let's go." Mohs waved tearfully.
"Yes." The bride immediately shouted with joy on the side: "The bride gets up and ......!" ”
"Uh-hu-......" In an instant, Yan Ruojiu's feet left the ground.
For a while, the sound of firecrackers and music flew in unison, and the rumbling sound of celebration was deafening, and Yan Ruojiu soon couldn't hear anything clearly.
Under the red hijab, only the sound of Yan Ruojiu and Jiang Ziran's breathing was left.
There was a distance of hundreds of meters from the main house to the gate, and Jiang Ziran was just like when they were children, carrying Yan Ruojiu on his back, protecting each other tightly, and walking steadily and steadily step by step.
Familiar shoulders, familiar people, but now they are no longer carrying their backs in the direction of going home, Yan Ruojiu and Jiang Ziran are different.
Especially Yan Ruojiu, leaning on Jiang Ziran's back, has been crying silently.
Getting married is something that has been set a long time ago, of course Yan Ruojiu is reluctant, but she has already made preparations, but she never expected that Jiang Ziran would carry her out this time.
This broad shoulder, which she has always relied on, carried her again, but it was to send her to marry, Yan Ruojiu's suppressed reluctance, the embankment broke in an instant, and the tears couldn't be stopped.
Yan Ruojiu was lying on his shoulder, Jiang Ziran Ziran knew that she was crying, and the reluctance and sourness in his heart were almost suffocating.
How reluctant is he, although he does everything to appease himself, no matter what, Yan Ruojiu is still his sister, but when it comes to getting married, his heart hurts more than anyone else, and he is more reluctant than anyone else.
Jiang Ziran sank step by step, felt distressed step by step, and his thoughts were suddenly clear
Jiang Ziran remembered that Yan Ruojiu liked to lie on his back when he was a child, let him carry it, no matter where he went, no matter what he was doing, as long as Yan Ruojiu was tired, he would be coquettish and ask him to carry it, and Jiang Ziran was also willing.
Later, Yan Ruojiu grew up, but the habit of relying on her like this did not change at all, and Jiang Ziran never wanted to change in her heart.
His shoulders have gradually become a microcosm of the deep friendship between him and Yan Ruojiu, and his back will not carry a second person.
"Ah Wei ......" Jiang Ziran listened to Yan Ruojiu's whimpering voice, and he couldn't feel distressed, but he still spoke up.
"Huh?" Yan Ruojiu's voice hummed.
"Silly girl, today is your big day, you can't cry, you know?" Jiang Ziran gritted his teeth and comforted with distress.
"But, but I can't bear you, I can't bear my father......" Yan Ruojiu choked.
"Silly girl, you just got married, and you won't come back, your uncle and aunt are still there, and I'm still there, when you miss us, come back, we're all here." Jiang Ziran exhaled a long breath and said.
"But, I just can't bear it......" Yan Ruojiu became squeamish.
"Hehe, silly girl, aren't you going to get married?" Jiang Ziran joked.
"I, I ......" Yan Ruojiu sniffed, her voice full of grievance and reluctance.
"Silly girl, Brother Ziran can't bear you, but ...... None of us can stop your happiness, hey...... As long as you're good, we're good, you know? Jiang Ziran said seriously.
"Brother Ziran...... "Yan Ruojiu doesn't understand."
"Girl, you're about to go out the door." Both of them were sentimental, and Ye Qing, who was guarding on the side, reminded in a whisper.
"Brother Ziran......" Yan Ruojiu was even more reluctant.
Jiang Ziran looked down at the threshold under his feet, he knew that after this step, Yan Ruojiu would become the bride of others.
A sourness hit my heart again, I was stunned for a moment, and in the midst of the excitement and festivities, Jiang Ziran patted Yan Ruojiu's hand and sighed slightly: "Silly girl, you are married today, Brother Ziran can only be sent here......"
"Brother Ziran......" Yan Ruojiu choked up again.
"Silly girl, don't cry, don't cry, you remember, I don't care where you are, no matter what you do, I'll always, always be behind you, remember, you must remember, I'm here, I know? You know! Jiang Ziran said with red eyes.
"Brother Ziran......" Yan Ruojiu panicked.
"Do you remember?" Jiang Ziran seemed to have to hear Yan Ruojiu's answer.
"I, I remember, I remember......" Yan Ruojiu couldn't cry anymore.
"Okay, good sister, hurry up, Brother Ziran, send you to the sedan chair!" Finally hearing Yan Ruojiu's answer, Jiang Ziran's heart ached to peace of mind, and he walked out of the door with Yan Ruojiu on his back.
The sedan chair is just under the steps.
"I'll do it!" Jiang Zhengxi, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, saw Jiang Ziran coming out with Yan Ruojiu on his back, and immediately greeted him, wanting to take Yan Ruojiu off his back.