Thinking that Li Dazhuang had seen himself, but he didn't recognize himself, so contradictory, Sanniang couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "Husband, has Brother Zhuang seen the Marquis of Ziyi?" ”

Wei Ci really didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, and he was a little puzzled: "It should be regarded as having seen it, according to his own words, he has seen a wanton and chic red dress from afar." ”

I have remembered it ever since.

A wanton and chic red dress?

Hehe! That's really ...... I've seen it very simply! No wonder she hasn't recognized her for so long since she came to the north, probably because she hasn't seen her face clearly! Fortunately, I lost my love of red clothes back then, and I love high hair!

Sanniang smiled strangely, changed the topic, and asked, "By the way, husband, how are these good families distributed?" Can I go and see it then? "There are only fifty people in each batch of good families, and there are many single Han generals in the army, so I can't help but wonder how they got the bride? You can't just go up and take one!

How could Wei Ci not see her curiosity, originally considering that her body was too soft now, she didn't want her to go to a noisy place, but now that she asked herself, Wei Ci knew that she wanted to go, and couldn't bear to refuse to look at her, and said helplessly: "You want to see it, I'll pick you up later, don't go by yourself, it's dark at night, I'm not at ease." ”

In fact, the red camp where Sanniang lives now is only a few days away from the front camp.

However, with her husband's kindness, Sanniang naturally would not refuse.

"Got it, I'll wait for my husband to pick it up." She smiled, and her heart was filled with warmth. The strength in his hands was not heavy, it was moderate, and his swollen legs were not so sore.

Wei Ci left only when she fell asleep, and when she saw Xuan Xuan and Xiaobao playing on the edge of the tent on the side of the door, they were tired of playing, and they fell asleep at the foot of the tent one by one, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile. One by one, he carried them to the tent next to Sanniang before continuing to do his own business.

The two little ones were carried in, and they still slept soundly, and they didn't know what fun they dreamed of in their dreams, and their little mouths were almost grinning behind their ears.

Only the bun continued to lie on the sand outside, lazily lying on his stomach in the sun, and from time to time he shook the dog's tail that was only half cut to chase mosquitoes.

It's a pity it's too short to reach!

……

When Wei Ci came to pick up Sanniang, it was almost time, the bonfire in the front camp was already burning, and a wooden platform was temporarily built in the center, as if the good families would stand on it with Xipa.

When Wei Ci arrived with Sanniang in his arms, the sons of the good family had collectively changed into simple red wedding clothes, covered with a transparent red tulle on their heads, and held a red silk wedding ball in their hands, and their names seemed to be written on the wedding ball. The rules are the same as the southern hydrangea throwing to find a husband, the good family will throw the joy ball in his hand, and the fifty sons and daughters who are eligible to participate will stand under the wooden platform and make a pair with whoever they hit.

And this kind of hydrangea throwing is the so-called fate is destined.

This kind of festive occasion is easy to make people think of their favorite girl, and they can't help but feel emotional, Shangguan Tou and Li Baiyu avoided it early. However, Li Dazhuang was tied up by his brothers and left among the sons, and he couldn't run away if he wanted to, so angry that he wanted to eat people.

On the wooden platform, the sons of the good family knew that their future fate would be pinned on a certain son below, and no matter how reluctant they were, they all locked their eyes tightly at this moment, trying to find one that met their wishes from among them, their eyes flowed, and the joy ball in their hands was also tightly held.

Suddenly, a good family on the edge saw a slender figure under the wooden platform, and when she saw the face of the figure clearly, her heart moved slightly, and before anyone shouted to start, she had already smashed the joy ball in her hand straight over, full of anticipation to see the person catch her joy ball.

It's a pity that she lost the wrong person.

Wei Ci was afraid that the chair would be too hard to Sanniang, so he went to the king of Zhenbei and pulled a cushion over, and was about to go back to Sanniang, when he suddenly felt that something had smashed over, he was going to catch it with his hand, but fortunately he saw that it was a happy ball, and he didn't want to think about it, so he jumped up and kicked it back.

Looking at the happy ball that was kicked back to his feet, the happy Liangjiazi instantly fell into the ice cellar.

The king of Zhenbei, who was sitting in the first place, saw that the girl frowned unhappily, turned his head and gave a look to the soldier who was acting as the master of ceremonies next to him. Since ancient times, the good fate is destined, throw! ”

As soon as the words fell, the women closed their eyes, gritted their teeth and threw out the joy ball in their hands, praying in their hearts, hoping that the joy ball could enlighten people's hearts and find a lover for them.

One by one, the joy of the ball was thrown, the son of the child who received the joy ball will happily glance at the name on it, and then go to the wooden platform to call the name, the girl on the stage heard her name, she will tear off the red yarn, raise the handkerchief to cover her face, smile shyly, and then stretch out her hand to let the other party lead him off the stage.

Here, Wei Ci walked over with a not very good face, and after padding the soft cushion in his hand, he carefully stood behind her and asked, "Are you thirsty?" Would you like to drink some water? ”

"I'm not thirsty." Sanniang shook her head with a smile, glanced at the girl who was estimated to be pale now, and said with a smile in her eyes: "It seems that the husband's physique is a peach blossom." ”

Hearing her make fun of herself, Wei Ci's originally gloomy face instantly brought a smile, raised his hand to straighten the green silk behind her ear, and said in a low voice: "Even if the peach blossoms are ten miles, only one stupid wife in the family is enough!" ”

"Husband, are you talking to me?" She looked up at him, smiling like a star.

"If you like to hear it, I'll talk more about it later." Wei Ci looked down at her, the corner of his eyes swept around, seeing that no one was paying attention to their corner, he bent down and stole a kiss between her eyebrows.

If the former Sanniang was teased by him in such a public, even if others didn't see it, they would blush. But now Sanniang is not the slightest shy, but her face is as usual, boldly when his lips leave his forehead, he raised his hand to hug the back of his head and kissed him affectionately.

Wei Ci was slightly cold, and when he saw someone looking this way out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly pulled the corner of her cloak to block himself and her.

Fortunately, the man was also interested, and hurriedly turned around pretending not to see it.

At night, the bonfire illuminates the wooden platform.

Watching the good family on the stage being led one by one, there was a lot of commotion during the period, and Li Dazhuang, who was tied up by five flowers in the audience, broke free from the rope that tied him, and was about to run out of the crowd, when a girl on the stage saw him with sharp eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then timidly threw the joy ball in his hand at him. He was going to dodge, but he accidentally stepped on the unfinished rope under his feet, slipped and fell to the ground directly with the happy ball.

When I came back to my senses, I was already holding a happy ball in my hand.

Looking at the Xiqiu in his arms, Li Dazhuang felt that this was a hot potato, and when he was about to throw it out, the girl on the wooden platform jumped off the stage by herself, and fell to the ground with all four feet to gnaw on the mud, just when he thought she would cry, the girl crawled up by herself, patted her knees, pulled the hem of her clothes with a red face, and finally trotted to him with a shy face, and opened her mouth to say: "The husband smiled." ”

Lao Tzu really couldn't laugh.

Li Dazhuang was so frightened that his eyes were about to pop out.

"Slave... The slave family is quiet, and the husband is good. ”

What a fart! This soft Nuo Nuo's voice made Li Dazhuang have goosebumps on his back, and he stuffed the joy ball back into her hand, and roared in a rough and fierce voice: "Don't call Lao Tzu husband, Lao Tzu is not your husband, hurry up, take this ball and throw it again." ”

As soon as Li Dazhuang's words fell, the girl holding the joy ball opposite immediately turned red with grievances, and gradually her eyes were full of tears.

"You, what are you crying about! I didn't beat you, I didn't scold you, what the fuck are you crying! Cry again, cry again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu really pumped you. ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, as soon as he speaks, Gu Youran felt even more aggrieved, his mouth was deflated, and he cried directly: "Husband, murderer...... Woohoo......"

Now Li Dazhuang was even more dumbfounded, scratching the back of his head irritably, and really wanted to pump her.