Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Husband Is Young

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"Shui Fan, your girl's luck is really good, I think that when I got married, the moment I lifted my hijab, oops, good guy, scared me to death."

"It's not, I thought I would be able to grab a kid who looks good this time, but I didn't expect that this kid would be so handsome, and he was even better looking than a big girl."

"Of course, don't look at it, how good-looking our Shui Fan is, can he match an ugly boy casually?"

Surrounded by several aunts in the center, Wen Shuifan listened to a few aunts, and she didn't know what she was talking about for a long time, she only felt that she was so tired, really tired, after a day's farm work, she was covered in sweat, and she just wanted to take a good bath and sleep beautifully.

"Auntie, I'm tired, can you give me a good rest." Before this sentence was spoken, Wen Shuifan saw the big red wedding dress handed over by his mother and blocked it back.

This wedding dress, which was worn by my mother when she got married, has been placed at the bottom of the box, and is kept alive with insect repellent pills, how did you take it out today?

"Shui Fan, come, try this dress and see if it fits." Shui Fan's mother pulled up Shui Fan and tried on this wedding dress, "Tonight, you will get married." My water is about to grow up. As she spoke, Shui Fanniang's voice choked, and she lowered her head and reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"Shui Fan, don't be sad, this time. Shui Fan is married to a handsome boy, you can rest assured. It's not these dirty boys in our village, besides. Shui Fan is married, not in the village, or at home, don't be too sad. An aunt stepped forward to enlighten her.

"Let's hurry up and dress up Shui Fan and be a beautiful bride." Someone said.

Someone immediately agreed, and a few clever little daughters-in-law stepped forward to dress and dress Wen Shuifan, and they couldn't stop admiring it, Shui Fan found a very handsome boy this time.

The mouth is constantly responding to the words of the little daughter-in-law around him. Although Wen Shuifan was full of doubts, he was still changed into a wedding dress by the people around him and tied his hair.

Suddenly, Wen Shuifan remembered something, it seems, today is the eighth day of the ninth month of September, and tomorrow is the ninth day of the first month of September, and the day of the city lord's recruitment has come.

The red wedding dress was worn, and Wen Shuifan went to the hall to worship under the leadership of the bride. In the gap between the hipa, she saw the bridegroom opposite her, with ropes tied to his feet, seemingly. It was tied up with a big five-flower, and it was sturdy.

Sighing silently, Wen Shui Fan thought, waiting for tonight to pass. Let this poor man go. Although most of the girls in this village were married in this way, she still felt that something was wrong. It's very inappropriate.

And just like that, she made up her mind. Let the poor bridegroom be sent away early tomorrow morning.

After the worship, the bridegroom was sent to the wedding room, Wen Shuifan listened to the blessings of the people around him, and also received a book that his mother quietly stuffed into him.

Tonight, the wedding was held by not only Wen Shuifan's family, but also a village who came to eat and drink. Because I had to rush to the next wedding place, I ate a few simple sips of water and wine and left.

A wedding was simply held, Wen Shuifan got married under the witness of the whole village's fathers and villagers, by the way, the groom was still robbed.

After a busy day, Wen Shuifan was sent to the new house by her mother, and on the way, she wanted to tear off the Xipa on her head, but was stopped by her mother.

"Shui Fan, this Xipa can only be taken off by your husband, you can't take it off yourself." Along the way, Shui Fanniang kept saying these words to Shui Fan. Wen Shuifan could only nod and agree, and entered the new house with the support of his mother.

At the door of the new house, Wen Shuifan heard his mother talking to the two juniors standing at the door and thanking them.

"Shui Fanniang, don't worry, the window has been nailed two layers, and the only exit door is also guarded by me and my brother, you can rest assured that there will be no more groom escaping."

"I'm sorry for your brothers, go and have a sip of happy wine, sticky and happy."

"Okay, thank you Shui Fanniang."

Wen Shuifan once again lamented for this unfortunate young man who was robbed, why did he pass by here at this time today?

The red candle kept making a "beep-beep-" sound, and Wen Shuifan sat on the edge of the bed, covered with Xipa. There are red dates, peanuts, longan, and melon seeds under the quilt, and Wen Shuifan, who happened to be sitting on it, felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't move it.

The groom still didn't come over, through the gap under Xipa, Wen Shuifan looked at the places he could see several times, but still didn't see a pair of big feet walking in his direction, it seems that the groom should have escaped.

Thinking like this, Wen Shuifan took off the Xipa that was covering the top of his head.

"Hello sister, can I bother you with something?" Suddenly, a voice came from the room.

Following the sound, Wen Shuifan saw a handsome young man, trapped on a chair by a wide range of flowers, unable to move. The young man saw Wen Shuifan looking in his direction, and said again, "Sister, can you help me untie the rope?" It's been a day and I'm so tired. My hands and feet are sore. ”

Wen Shuifan stepped forward to help the young man untie the rope and asked, "How old are you?" ”

"I'm fifteen." As soon as the young man's hands and feet were freed, he immediately threw himself in front of the table, eating the melons and fruits and snacks on it, "It's been so long, I haven't been given anything to eat, I'm a little hungry." ”

Only fifteen? Wen Shuifan continued to look at the young man's face, with a childish face, but with a handsome appearance. This teenager is really unlucky.

After eating a few pieces of snack, the boy picked up the filled cup on the table and poured it into his mouth.

"Slow" Wen Shuifan's words were not finished.

"Puff-" the boy spat out all the sip he had just drunk, "How is it wine?" Sister, do you have water here? ”

"Yes, here." Wen Shuifan picked up the teapot from the side and handed it to the young man, "Are you planning to leave today or tomorrow?" ”

"Sister, where do you want me to go? We're in the church, and you're my daughter-in-law now. The young man looked at Wen Shuifan, his childish face was full of helplessness.

"This" Wen Shuifan didn't know what to say, the young man was right, he did follow him to the church, and he was still his husband.

A fifteen-year-old husband? (To be continued.) )