Chapter 243: Dismounting

Chapter 243

As if to distinguish it from the ordinary side room, Song Huaen wore a delicate dark red wedding dress and walked in with Chen Bingyi's help.

The hijab on the head is made of dark red tulle, so that all the guests can see the true face of today's newlyweds. Obviously, Song Huaen wanted to compare with the Da Chen lady Gou on the throne today, and he was not willing to accept today's status at all.

When Chen Bingyi stood in the wedding hall, staring at the woman on the throne in disbelief. For the first time, Mrs. Gou knew how happy and proud she was to be stared at by her beloved man like this.

And kneeling in front of Gou Shi at this time, even if she felt humiliated, she could only act according to the rules. The shyness of the newcomer and the previous upbringing made her unable to look up at the woman in front of her.

But even with his head down, Song Huaen could feel Chen Bingyi's strangeness. Since entering the Xitang, he was like seeing some kind of immortal on the main throne. First stunned, then incredulous, and finally ecstatic.

Now the maid beside Gou handed her tea, and she could finally look up to see her true face.

"Sister, drink tea!" When Song Huaen raised her head and saw the woman sitting in front of her, she was stunned. The face is like pink, quiet as condensed fat, and there is a faint fragrance floating between the movements, which is not only like everyone's beautiful but also like a small jasper.

Who said that Mrs. Da Chen was vulgar, who said that Mrs. Da Chen was like a chicken, and who said that Mrs. Da Chen was like an old eagle in the countryside.

Da Chen's wife Gou saw Song Huaen, and this lady knelt in front of her. Stretching out his hand that is whiter than an onion, he handed himself the hot tea and invited himself to drink the tea in a soft voice.

She panicked all of a sudden, even if Chen Bingyi was sitting next to her, she still felt unconfident, and she still felt very scared and unreal.

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Cheng Wanyu, who was holding the teacup with interest. He made a toast gesture to himself, then tilted his head and drank it down.

This picture, except for Song Huaen, who has his back to everyone, is unknown. Including Chen Bingyi, all the people who watched the ceremony in the wedding hall saw it.

Da Chen's wife, Gou, seemed to have been blessed by the heavenly soldiers and generals, and she was full of fighting spirit all of a sudden. Stretched out his hand to take the cup, smiled and drank it all.

Cheng Wanyu said that she only needs to promise not to say a word. This dismounted, naturally someone will do it for themselves. So Mrs. Da Chen, Gou Shi, finally did something that made Cheng Wanyu nod her head and be satisfied, she finished drinking tea and sat there only smiling silently.

Song Huaen was stunned, she didn't know how many times she had seen such a scene at home. The woman in front of her doesn't know the rules, she actually wants to watch herself kneeling here? He didn't even know how to say a word, and he didn't even reprimand himself. It's, it's embarrassing herself.

Finally, when even Chen Bingyi couldn't sit still, Xiaohong on the side suddenly spoke: "Oops, it's the slave who is too nervous to say it." ”

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiaohong, Chen Bingyi frowned slightly and subconsciously glanced at Cheng Wanyu.

"The eldest lady has been tired and cold for days because of hard work and happy events, and she can't say a word today. The chores prepared by the people under the command of the guests in front of the head are entrusted to the help of the other two ladies, so that the second lady can be married into the door. These two sentences immediately dispelled the previous rumors that she refused to see people because she was not virtuous.

Because of these two explanations, Cheng Wanyu successfully blocked the mouths of those who wanted to chew the root of their tongues. You didn't see her appear, but she was in the room.

Xie Zhi'an's family couldn't help but secretly give Cheng Wanyu a thumbs up, this thing was really beautiful!

Song Huaen frowned slightly, but he stretched out in an instant. Kneeling on the ground and laughing sweetly: "Thanks to my sister's hard work, Huaen is grateful!" ”

Xiaohong smiled again: "Where is the second lady, this is what the eldest lady should do as the head of the Chen family." The second lady doesn't have to be grateful, it's just a matter of duty. ”

Then he took a tray and handed it to Mrs. Da Chen, Gou. Gou reached out and took out a wooden hairpin on the tray and a jade ruyi that he had never seen before.

This wooden hairpin was carved by Gou many years ago, when he married Chen Bingyi. Although she has had her own silver hairpin for many years, she is not willing to throw away this thing that she has not worn for many years.

During a small talk, she reminisced about the bittersweet memories and listened to everyone. Cheng Wanyu remembered it in her heart, and just now she asked Gou if she was willing to give this wooden hairpin to Song Huaen as a meeting gift.

Although Gou is really reluctant to give this wooden hairpin, he is even more reluctant to give other valuable ones to his rival for the sake of face.

Under Cheng Wanyu's Jianyi, and repeatedly promised to give it to Song Huaen, Chen Bingyi would not only return the wooden hairpin in person, but also give her more gold, silver and jewelry in the future. In this way, Gou agreed, just like everyone sees now. She gave Song Huaen a black and old peach wood hairpin.

The audience was in an uproar, and Song Huaen was even more aggrieved with tears. Many of the guests present who had been in contact with the Song family for many years began to whisper. There are a few ladies who usually don't take Cheng Wanyu and others seriously, and they don't hesitate to take the opportunity to suppress and ridicule.

"Although Mrs. Chen is from a humble background, she must respect Lord Chen because she has been with Lord Chen for many years." A woman dressed in purple clothes was the first to speak, and Cheng Wanyu looked sideways at Xu, the third wife of the Zhou family, the largest merchant family in Huaizhou City.

This woman relies on the power of the Zhou family's three rooms, and has never taken them into account as 'poor sour' from a slightly cold background. will only slap in with the serious ladies of the local aristocracy, and regard them as the only one.

"Mrs. Chen, what we know is that we understand your diligence and thrift. I don't know, I think you feel sorry for the silver, but you don't feel sorry for the man's face. is just a wooden hairpin, let alone a young lady from the Song family. Even if our family's fire maid gets married, I don't want to slap her in the face like this! "Whether what Xu said is true or not, no one cares about this.

Everyone was looking at Chen Bingyi's face, and at this time he was already very dissatisfied with Mrs. Da Chen. Tie blushed, pursed his lips, and the green tendons on his forehead all showed that he was angry.

"Alas! It seems that this ......" Cheng Wanyu suddenly spoke, as the highest woman present today. Obviously, she got the attention of the audience, including Song Huaen, who couldn't help but look back at her.

"This ......" Cheng Wanyu looked at the woman sitting opposite, frowning slightly, as if she couldn't remember who she was.

Mrs. Xu glared at Mrs. Xu on Wednesday, and was very unhappy in her heart. This woman is too domineering, why can't she believe that she doesn't know who she is. Not to mention that I have met several times before, but if you want to speak on an occasion like today, even if you don't know, you have to pretend to be familiar with it.

"She is a ...... of Fusheng Hutong" Without waiting for the well-wisher next to her to finish introducing, Cheng Wanyu frowned and waved her hand: "That's not important!" ”

It doesn't matter? Unimportant?

The Xu family has never seen a woman who can be so arrogant, and he, the dignified wife of the Zhou family, can't even attract her attention?

She didn't even want to listen, who she thought she was! R1152