The customs of Dayi, the time of worship and marriage, are all at dusk, and the time has just arrived.

There are regulations for the phoenix crown and xia veil, so the wedding dress made by Yan Wushuang for Shuangshuang is embroidered with the existence of auspiciousness, and there is no conflict.

The long hair is coiled up, and the front is covered with a bead curtain, which has a little more hazy beauty.

As for the ink merchant, he was dressed in a red groom's suit, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, which were vividly exposed, with a jade crown and a slightly tidied eyebrows, and he was already handsome.

When a couple of newcomers met, they already had red cheeks.

Except for the table of the master who was sitting, the remaining tables, except for the ones on duty, were all here, and the brothers of the ink merchant were the most powerful.

Although there is no gong and drum, there is less liveliness, but more blessings and warmth.

Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge were invited to sit on the main seat, both of them were orphans and had no parents, so Yan Wushuang and Zhan Ge were their reborn parents.

Zhan Bo was surrounded by a group of Mo family shadow guards, smiling from ear to ear, and his folds never stretched.

How enviable it is to be able to see this scene with your own eyes.

When they recited the prayer, it was Zhan Bo who read it, and his voice was old but rich, which made them feel a kind of happiness when they listened to it.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Holding the end of the red flower in both hands, Mo Shanghe turned around and knelt outside, only they knew what they thought in their hearts, but this scene was still happy.

"Two worship the high hall."

Turning around, he slowly knelt down in front of Zhan Ge and Yan Wushuang, who had just come in when they were children, where would they think of today.

"Husband and wife worship each other."

Being held face to face by others, one blushing at a time, the person on the other side will spend the rest of his life with him, life and death.

The last important sentence, Zhan Bo did not speak, and the few who were about to coax also sat down under the pressure of others.

"I actually wanted to prepare for your wedding for a long time, after all, Mo Shang is not young, and both of them are at the age of flowers, and I don't know how good it will be for children to wrap around their knees in the future."

Yan Wushuang opened his mouth in the confusion of everyone, his voice seemed to suppress a kind of crying, and Zhan Ge looked at it, frowning slightly.

"I don't mean to dislike the ink merchant, but when I look at it, I suddenly think that if Xi'er gets married in the future, will she have to leave me like this, and they will still be by my side in the future."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone couldn't cry or laugh, and Zhan Ge was even more distressed, but he felt very helpless, the child was still being held and breastfed, and he was worried about these things.

"Stop laughing." Yan Wushuang looked to the side, Ah Yan handed over a box, Yan Wushuang took out a piece of paper inside, put it in the brazier, and watched the paper be burned clean, Yan Wushuang silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"If the deed of sale is gone, you will be a good citizen in the future, and if you have a child in the future, he can take the imperial examination."

This is the best gift from Yan Wushuang to Shuangshuang, and future generations do not have to be slaves, but become a new beginning.

This gift was something that Shuangshuang had never thought of, and he couldn't hide it anymore at the moment, crying so much that the ink merchant ignored the etiquette and hurriedly comforted him.

"You didn't get this deed of sale at that time, if you want to give it to you, it is to give you a soft sword, it's just a big day, it's not suitable to see the blade, tomorrow you come to my side to get it."

After sending the newcomer into the cave room, the scene began to be lively again, and Yan Wushuang's mood was much calmer.

Xu Rong didn't remember to eat, and came over: "Why was my sister-in-law so worried just now, how old is Wu'er, and when she gets married, it will take more than ten years." ”

"When your daughter gets married in the future, I will see how sad you cry." Sitting and talking doesn't hurt your back, and there will be times when you are sad in the future, especially Qingdai is now pregnant, and she is most looking forward to the child Xu Rong.

A few people next to him burst into laughter, although they didn't grow up together, they still know each other.

By the time everyone dispersed, it was almost early in the morning, and several children were already asleep in Ah Jing's room, looking at the sweet sleeping faces of the four children, no one could bear to disturb them.

"Or, tomorrow when they wake up, I'll let Ah Jing accompany them back to your mansion?"

Several fathers just nodded their heads recklessly, saying that there was no problem, and they were decisive as if the child was not born to them.

Well, they weren't born in the first place...... Biological.

It was too cold outside, so Zhan Ge asked Yan Wushuang to go back to his room to rest first and send them away by himself.

On the second day, early in the morning, Yan Wushuang just woke up, and after washing, they ushered in a couple.

Both are delicate, and the ink merchant has a little more calm charm.

"Yo, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, was it okay last night?" Yesterday it seemed to be snowing in the middle of the night, and the ground outside was dyed white. The red things in the house have not been dismantled, and some of them can still be seen.

However, I'm afraid that last night, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it couldn't compare to the eyes of a couple of newcomers.

In the eyes of the lover, this sentence is not just talking.

"Let the lady see the smile." Shuangshuang's face was flushed, but as for this question, she would not answer it even if she was killed, and her skin was not thick enough.

After the Mo Shang saluted, he went to the study to guard the battle, yesterday's events were indeed important to them, but more importantly, they really had to serve the master more attentively.

Looking at the back of the ink merchant, Yan Wushuang teased: "It seems that I specially sent you here, which is good." Did you go to Zhanbo's side? ”

If you talk about the elders, Yan Wushuang doesn't admit it so brazenly, their elders should be Zhan Bo correctly, even if they get up to meet him, they should visit Zhan Bo first.

"Mrs. Hui, I've been there, and my father said that you should wake up, and let the slave and maid hurry over to serve."

Even if the deed of sale is burned, Shuangshuang grew up in this mansion, familiar people, people she knows, they are all here, and her life is destined to belong here.

For the sake of their future considerations, the master has nothing to repay, so they can only serve the master more carefully.

"It's okay, it's too cold outside today, so we won't go out, let's go to the warm pavilion." I wore too thick clothes when I went out in winter, and Yan Wushuang didn't like it.

The two little ones have already woken up, Ah Jing has not come over yet, at this time period, even if he wakes up, he should be practicing martial arts, the child is too diligent, which makes Yan Wushuang a little anxious.

Zhan Ge is in a hurry to deal with some affairs, and it is really not so easy to be the king side by side.

Yan Wushuang asked people to send breakfast to the study of Zhange, and he sat by the window, looking at the snow outside, and enjoying it while eating breakfast.

Life must be happy.

Such a scene, I can't stand it with the window open for a while, the glass still has to be prepared as soon as possible, next year, she doesn't want to continue to spend like this, she didn't think of it before, but now that she thinks about it, she can't continue like this.

"Shuangshuang, do you know how the New Year is spent in Qinglong Temple?"

Dayi's New Year pays attention to family reunion, so even if you go to the temple, you will only go after the Lantern Festival, and for more than half a month, Qinglong Temple has been lonely.

"This, the slave maid doesn't know very well, I haven't been there before."

There are very few vegetables in winter, even if Qinglong Temple is rich, it can't spend a huge amount of silver to grow vegetables in winter, Yan Wushuang thought of those little novices, in recent years, there are quite a lot of displaced people, I'm afraid, there are a lot of fatherless and motherless people who finally enter the Buddha's door.

"Did Uncle Zhan bring back any new children?"

"Yes, the shadow guard also needs to be replaced, and now it is for the two young masters and young ladies." It's still your own people who use peace of mind.

"Tell someone to take care of it, if the child is too young, feed it with goat's milk or ask a nurse." Behind Yan Wu's shuang, there is a lot of money, and he is also very arrogant when he speaks.

Shuangshuang instructed someone to go over and say, this is the lady's heart.

"Over there in Qinglong Temple, let people send some vegetables and fruits over, go to Zhuangzi, and now the people in the house are all sent by people from Huangzhuang, and they don't need so much in Zhuangzi."

Outsiders can't always drink porridge all the time, although Yan Wushuang makes people change their tricks, some homeless people will also go to the city to work, but in the end, there are still some weak and sick people, which are the main body.

I have to think about this again.

"Let the kitchen steam some buns, but don't need to make flower buns, you can usually save some, and send them to the outside of the city early in the morning on Chinese New Year's Eve, it's all at this time, you have to let them live, live, there is hope."

If you can't save everyone, then do your best, there are some rules in this world that can't be broken, and Yan Wushuang can only follow them and do his best to help.

It can be regarded as a blessing for these small ones.

Master Puhui and the others have just returned to Qinglong Temple, and the heavy snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, if it weren't for the fact that they are people who practice martial arts, they haven't put it down for many years, I'm afraid they will have to choke enough.

It just so happened that a group of monks were unloading goods on several pallet trucks, looking like this......

"Where do you get these fruits and vegetables?" In the winter, so many things are much more valuable than silver.

The monk hurriedly responded: "Abbot, it was sent by Zhuangzi of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of Rong'an, saying that it was on the order of the eldest princess, and a small basket of vegetable eggs was also sent over, saying that it was for the little novice in the temple."

Another monk next to him added: "Abbot, Princess Rong'an's mansion has sent a lot of flower buns and side dishes, as well as pastries, some cloths, and new clothes, saying that the New Year is coming, so that the mansion is also lively."

It is not uncommon to be able to send things to Qinglong Temple, but it is rare to send such a comprehensive gift, Master Puhui looked at the smiling monk, and his heart was mixed for a while.

"Since it was sent by the eldest princess, then accept it, and the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet will be held in the temple as well." Some time ago, the eldest princess sent some vegetable balls, the hot pot base of the clear soup, which was just right to cook.

"Yes, Abbot."

After walking a few steps, Master Puhui arranged for the people around him: "My Buddha is merciful, and I will go to the main hall to pray for the eldest princess and a few children."

"Yes, Abbot."

The heavy snow was still falling, and the tiles of the magnificent hall of Qinglong Temple were covered with snow, but Master Puhui's heart didn't seem to be so uncomfortable.