On this day of the Lunar New Year in 1933, Hua Ting and Jian Yi's wedding was held as scheduled.

The process of this wedding is complicated and luxurious, divided into two scenes, the first half is Western, and the second half is Chinese.

The first half of the Christ Church ceremony was held at 3:03 p.m., with Hua Ting wearing a snow-white wedding dress, a silver flower wreath and a bright red rose. Jane also wore a suit and a black bow tie, no different from his usual outfit (he had long said that he dressed like a groom every day), welcomed the bride into a car decorated with various flowers, and went all the way to the destination. Surrounded by relatives and friends, the woman held the man's left arm and walked the same step into the wedding hall.

This Western-style wedding slowly entered the ** stage under the auspices of a Christian priest, and the two began to read vows and exchange rings.

"I, Jane, am willing to obey God's decree and marry you as a wife. From now on, I will be with you in happiness and suffering, whether in health or sickness, and I will love and protect you with all my heart and soul for the rest of my life. God has come to see this, and this is my sincere promise to you, and I hereby bestow this ring upon you to strengthen this covenant. ”

With a clear eyebrow and a sincere smile, Jane placed a diamond ring of nearly 20 carats on her left ring finger.

"I am willing to obey God's decree and marry Jane. From now on, I will be with you in happiness and suffering, whether in health or sickness, and I will love and protect you with all my heart and soul for the rest of my life. God has come to see this, and this is my sincere promise to you, and I hereby bestow this ring upon you to strengthen this covenant. ”

After reciting the oath, she felt a sense of relief, and an unpredictable thought flashed in her eyes.

The auditorium was full of guests, but there was no him.

In the second half of the Chinese wedding, the auditorium was set up in the ballroom on the second floor of the Nian Fu Hotel, and more than 2,000 people attended.

The guests included the Japanese Consul General, the United States Consul General, the President of the National Government, the President of the Executive Yuan and the President of the Judicial Yuan, etc., etc., either high-ranking officials or rich businessmen and celebrities, in short, some people who Hua Ting least wanted to see, even in this lively and joyful Chinese New Year's Eve wedding, Hua Ting still couldn't stop rolling his eyes.

The band played Delsson's wedding march, and Jane walked out in a blue dress with colorful flowers on her chest, accompanied by three male bridesmaids.

Hua Ting was holding Bai Qihong's arm, and there were four maids who didn't know her standing in front of her.

In the 21st century, who would choose a few women who are not compatible with them at all to be bridesmaids? Isn't that ridiculous? However, Hua Ting's temperament is uninhibited, and there are no female girlfriends in old Shanghai, even Chen Jingzhi, who has only had a two-sided relationship with her and is still a rival in love, can be prevaricated into the team of female bridesmaids, isn't it ridiculous?

Hua Ting couldn't help but want to roll her eyes again.

She was dressed in a bright red cheongsam, a white georgette pinned with a sprig of orange-yellow flowers, draped diagonally over her shoulders, a small crown of bud jewels on her head, and pink and snow-white roses in her hands, and went through the same process again.

The host reads out the marriage certificate, and then the witness, the officiant, and the marrying person use the seal in turn, and the bride and groom bow to each other, and then bow to the witness, the officiant and the guests, and the wedding is considered to be completed in the music.

During the whole process, Jian was also full of energy, her eyes were like beads, and the corners of her mouth were filled with happy smiles all the time.

Hua Ting, on the other hand, mechanically followed the wedding process, his eyes were lazy, his smile was casual, and he was a little too lazy to bend down even when he bowed; Especially in the disgusted and disgusted eyes of Mrs. Shangjian, she couldn't arouse much interest.

After drinking a glass of wine, Hua Ting lazily shook his gaze and inadvertently swept to a lonely and lonely figure in the corner of the hall.

The dazzling incandescent light on the top shone on his face, making his already white face seem to be penetrated by the light, almost transparent, the blue and white blood vessels were faintly visible, his lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were loose, in the impression of Hua Ting, Chen Shu had always been calm and self-controlled, and he had never been so fragile as at this moment. Just for a moment, her heart seemed to be pinched repeatedly by someone's hand, and she almost couldn't speak.

It's also strange that she and Chen Shu haven't made any sea vows, but it's only been a few months, how can they make people so uncomfortable?

"Sister Hua, what are you looking at and stunned?"

Jian Yi's hug was generous and warm, but it made her shiver, and suddenly she came to her senses, "Look at the handsome guy." ”

When he looked back, the figure was gone.

The wedding came to an end, and another year had passed.

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The new house of the two is naturally a European-style garden villa in the French Concession in Xuhui District, although the two flowery words "French Concession" and "Garden Villa" are symbols of the wealthy families of old Shanghai, but they seem to have no new meaning in the eyes of Hua Ting.

The white wooden fence, the green lawn, the pointed maroon roof, the high foyer and the cast aluminum courtyard gate, although full of exoticism, are about the same as the White Mansion, and they are not interesting.

But the interior is fine, not as old-fashioned as the White Mansion; Hua Tingyi sat on a sofa chair made of wood in the living room, the delicate leather was wrapped in copper rivets on the chair surface, and the painted black ceiling was crisscrossed with thick water pipes and exhaust outlets, which made the mansion extraordinarily simple and heavy, but the painting style changed abruptly below, and the crystal pendant on the European-style chandelier reflected the faint light, which added a bit of grace to this simplicity, but there was a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western taste.

"Next, the issue of sleep must be clarified."

Hua Ting leaned lazily on this comfortable sofa chair, her body too tired to move.

Two weddings were held within 8 hours, and the loss of the idea came out!

Jian Yi dragged her up from the sofa, "Let's go upstairs and take a look at the room first." ”

She had to close her eyes, and her whole body was dragged up like a walking corpse.

Unexpectedly, a Western-style room is full of antiques, this blue and white porcelain, that purple clay pot, even the tablecloth is the best Hangzhou satin, embroidered with mandarin duck flowers, but it really seems that this mansion is nondescript, Chinese and Western are staggered, very funny.

Hua Ting leaned back, lying on the big bed behind him that took up most of the room, the mattress was soft and moderate, the brocade quilt felt silky and soft to the touch, and he closed his eyes and said comfortably: "This bed is good, I want this room," and suddenly opened one eye to look at Jian Yidao on the side of the bed, "You either lay on the floor, or choose a room to sleep in." ”

The corners of Jian Yi's eyes curled, "How can I sleep in the guest room." After speaking, he turned over and lay on his side beside Hua Ting, looking at her with a smile.

Hua Tinghuo turned over and sat up, "Jian Yi, let's talk about it in advance......"

"Look at you," also after a busy day, Jian Yi's smile was still refreshing, "I didn't say I wanted to sleep with you." ”

"Then hurry down."

"I'd rather have a bunk on the floor than sleep in a guest room." There is a little childishness in the smile.

"Then you hurry up and make your own bed, I'm going to sleep." Huating's eyelids were heavy, and at the end of the first half of the wedding, she had the urge to sleep with her head down.

"Don't be in such a hurry, tell me where you want to go tomorrow?"

"Huh? Do you think this is my time? If I'm not mistaken, weddings haven't been popular for honeymoons in this era, have they? ”

It's the era again...... Jian Yi opened her eyes and raised her hand to hook the corner of her clothes, "What is this era and that era, I really don't understand what you say sometimes." ”

Thinking of that era, Hua Tingqing was high, and laughed and said: "In my era, it was basically popular to spend honeymoons after marriage, and the time and place were determined by yourself, where you wanted to play, or travel to get married, in short, there were many patterns." ”

"Really? So why don't we have a honeymoon too? ”

"I'm not interested," Hua Ting's face changed for a second, covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm going to the casino tomorrow, you can step down, I'm going to rest." ”

Jian Yi obediently moved the futon and laid it on the floor on the right side of her bed.

The sleeping habit is good, no snoring, and not much turning over.

The night was spent peacefully and peacefully.

When she got up the next day, Jane had already made a pot of local chicken porridge and two or three snacks, set up the tableware, and sat neatly at the dining table on the first floor reading the newspaper; Hua listened to the angle of the second floor, and Jian also had the momentum of the male owner of this house.

At the scent, the flowers even the footsteps downstairs became urgent.

Jian Yi raised her head when she heard this, and gave her a bright smile in the morning, "Sister Hua, on the first day of the new year, I will give you a taste of my cooking skills." ”

The cooking skills seem to be so good, and the local chicken porridge is freshly boiled in a sand pot, which should have taken a lot of time.

"When you smell it, you know it tastes good."

"Good nose!" Jian Yi personally filled her with a bowl, and thoughtfully turned the spoon twice on it to dissipate the heat dissipation, and suddenly asked as if she had a thought, "Do you want to eat ginger?" After getting Hua Ting's negative answer, he picked out the ginger shreds from the porridge again, and then handed the porridge to her, "Hurry up and taste it." ”

Staring at the ginger silk in Jian Yi's hand for a moment, Hua Ting's nose suddenly became a little sour, and his action reminded her of the white father who picked ginger silk for her in the past.

"Why are you stunned?"

Hua Ting swallowed three mouthfuls of his stomach, but he couldn't stop.

"Good craftsmanship."

In just one minute, he swallowed the local chicken porridge in the bowl.

Jane leaned forward slightly, and suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing over the tip of her nose.

"What are you doing?"

Before Hua heard the angry reprimand, he smiled faintly, "It's stained with porridge." ”