Chapter Ninety-Two: Marriage

The four of them were talking in the house, Xia Mei finished eating the noodles, Yun Ni took the dishes and chopsticks, and retreated with Wen Xi. @樂@文@小@说|

Leaving the mother and son behind, they said some intimate words in the house.

"Mother, in the future, are we going to live in the teacher's ...... Uncle Wu Song's family? Is this still our home? Can I bring Erhei with me? ”

A series of questions, it seems that Tang Bao has indeed been holding back for a long time.

Xia Mei thought for a while, "In the future, these two sides will be our home, and Tang Bao can live there if he wants!" Wen Xi and Sister Yunni will always live here, and if you want to come back, you can do it at any time! ”

"As for Xiao Erhei...... Xia Mei frowned slightly, "Mother remembers, there seems to be a big dog in your Uncle Wu Song's house, bring it over, I'm afraid that the big dog will bully Xiao Erhei...... Don't want it yet! ”

Tang Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, if he sued his mother, Xiao Erhei was the son of Da Hei and would not hurt Xiao Erhei, would his mother agree?

"Okay, Tang Bao, there are still some things to do tomorrow, you can go eat something too! The noodles made by your sister Wenxi are still for you, but they are delicious. ”

Hearing the food, Tang Bao's eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot about Xiao Erhei, and immediately slid down Xia Mei's knees, and ran to find something to eat.

It just so happened that at this moment, hearing a faint sound of joy outside, Xia Mei's heart suddenly seemed to be lifted high and hung high in the air, and she was a little at a loss for a while.

After a while, Chen walked in with a happy face, followed by a smiling flower matchmaker.

"Oh, bride, quick, put the hijab on, this welcoming procession. It's on your doorstep in no time! ”

The flower matchmaker said, but the movements of her hands were not slow at all, and before Xia Mei could react, she covered the red hijab embroidered with mandarin ducks.

Xia Mei suddenly felt a fiery red in front of her, lowered her head, and only saw her hand twisting the corner of her clothes.

"Mother! The team outside to greet the relatives has arrived! I'm calling the door outside! ”

Xinghua hurriedly ran in, shouting as she ran.

Really. Xia Mei pricked up her ears and listened. There was a young man's cry: "Where is the bride?" Come out! ”

"Where's the new daughter-in-law?!"

Xia Mei felt her heart beat faster.

"Bride, let's go!"

The flower matchmaker carefully helped Xia Mei up and slowly walked out of the courtyard.

Xia Mei's eyes widened in a daze. Looking at the fiery hijab in front of him, stiffly supported by the flower matchmaker, in a kind laughter and noise, the flower matchmaker shouted: "The bride is going out!" ”

Meantime. Wen Hao and Liu Quan lit two strings of firecrackers in an instant. Firecrackers rang out in unison, gongs and drums were noisy.

Xia Mei sat on the sedan chair, staggering to listen to the excitement outside, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

He said he was going to give a big wedding. Now, it has been done......

Even if it was only a moment's road, he hired a sedan chair. If it's someone else's house, find a relative to carry it over. That is to say, the people in the village, looking at this festive sedan chair, all the people blowing and blowing, and about a dozen people carrying Xia Mei's dowry, all the way through the village and to the small courtyard of the Wu family.

Once today's day passes, I'm afraid that no one will be able to poke Xia Mei's backbone.

With this unprecedented posture, no one in the village can compare, if you poke Xia Mei's backbone, isn't this a slap in the face?!

After sitting in the sedan chair for a while, Xia Mei got down from the sedan chair again, and the matchmaker asked Wu Song to come up in time and carried the bride into the house.

So Xia Mei saw a pair of red cloth shoes stop in front of her, turned around, squatted down, and turned the wide back to herself.

Xia Mei took a deep breath, calmed her heart that was about to jump out of her chest, and slowly leaned down and lay on the back in front of her.

In an instant, the body temperature belonging to the man came in a steady stream, and Xia Mei's red hijab was too long to see anything at all, so this feeling was even clearer.

It made Xia Mei red with a pair of white ears.

Wu Song only felt that the weight on his back was as light as two rabbits, and he could walk like a fly on his back.

The only difference is that the person on his back is weak and boneless, and he is soft, which makes Wu Song suddenly feel a little uneasy.

The bustle outside, for Xia Mei, seems to be blocked by this red hijab, all she sees and feels is the man in front of her.

Just when both of them were a little distracted, the voice of the flower matchmaker came: "The groom, put the bride down quickly and prepare to worship!" ”

As she spoke, the flower matchmaker handed over the big red silk flowers that had been prepared a long time ago, and put one end into Wu Song's hand and the other end into Xia Mei's hand.

At this moment, the Wu family's small courtyard was surrounded by people watching the excitement.

As soon as Qiē was ready, the flower matchmaker dragged her voice and shouted: "And ~time~to~"

"Newcomer's Chapel!"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

With the shouting of the flower matchmaker, Xia Mei felt the movements of the person next to her along the red silk and followed him to make movements.

At this moment, sitting in the high hall is a distant relative of Wu Song, who heard that it is the patriarch of their clan, who is stroking his beard and looking at the newcomer lovingly.

Xia Mei has no high hall and no elders, and even if there is, no one wants to come.

Married for the second time, it doesn't sound good to say.

People say that the water spilled by a married woman is none of their business.

So at this moment, there was only the old patriarch above the high hall.

"Li~Cheng~"

The matchmaker's festive voice announced loudly, and Xia Mei stood up with the red silk.

The old patriarch looked at them kindly, nodded with satisfaction at the moment, and took the "red envelope" prepared before, which was actually broken silver wrapped in red cloth to express his heart.

He is a gift on behalf of others, and tomorrow's tea ceremony should not be him, so he is giving a gift at this moment.

When everyone saw that the ceremony was over, they all coaxed one by one, especially those young boys, who must have made a good fuss when they encountered this kind of thing.

In addition, today's Wu Song is completely like a different person, there is a smile on his face that looks hideous on weekdays at this time, and the whole person looks gentle as jade, just like everyone.

So, the group of young men became bold, and they coaxed to lift their heads, and a group of small radish heads followed behind, chattering and watching the excitement.

Wu Song also lost his temper, and on the day of great joy, he couldn't drive them away, and for a while, he was sweating profusely.

is still a flower matchmaker, with her hands on her waist, and her orchid fingers poked straight in front of those people's eyes, and her face with heavy makeup scared off a group of people.

"Go, go, go! What a group of little hairy kids are messing with! Go back and eat your meat! Want to see the bride? Go home and let your mother give you Zhang Luo by herself! ”

A group of young men knew that they couldn't afford to mess with the flower matchmaker, and they were really caught talking about kissing after a while, but the gains outweighed the losses, so they hurriedly took haha, touched their heads, and ran away with a smile.

Wu Song sighed.

He bowed to the flower matchmaker and said, "Wu Song, thank you for your hard work today!" ”

The flower matchmaker smiled and the folds on her face fell down, and she shook her handkerchief lightly and said with a smile: "Ouch, the groom is really a courteous person!" Look at your kindness! Not to mention, I have seen countless newcomers over the years, and the two of you are the most compatible! ”

Looking at the room, the matchmaker threw a "you know" look, and said with an ambiguous smile: "This bride is the best one, and you have to be a blessing to the groom!" ”

"Naturally!"

After speaking, the flower matchmaker stopped talking, but just twisted and walked towards the banquet.

Wu Song glanced at the room, a trace of infatuation flashed in his eyes, paused, and went to the banquet to accompany the guests.

PS: Finally !! Married!! Sprinkle flowers~~~~

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