When night falls, it is the time for the candles in the cave room.

In the wedding room, two red candles emit an orange-red light. The curtains are pasted with red wedding paper, the tables and chairs are covered with red satin, and the beds are also red sheets and covers, everything is an ambiguous shade of red.

The bride's red hijab has long been removed, and at this time she is sitting next to the bed, and her face is red with peach blossoms.

Although Huang Yueying is not beautiful, when she is newly married, everyone will clean up beautifully, right?

When Zhuge Liang came in, the girl was very entangled, her two little hands were entangled with each other, as if she was playing with the tassels on her belt. A pair of starry eyes looked at Zhuge Liang, then dodged like a deer, and after a while, they looked at Zhuge Liang again.

In this case, in the past, girls would not behave like this.

It's just that right now, the cave room is spent on candle nights, and the girl knows what it means, so she seems a little nervous.

"Uncle!"

The eldest girl and the little girl were originally sitting at the table, concentrating on dealing with the desserts on the table, and when they saw Zhuge Liang coming in, they hurriedly got up to salute.

These two little girls are Huang Yueying's personal maids, and they married with their young lady, and they will be girls in the room from now on.

Today, there are candles in the cave room, but there is nothing to do with them. The two girls bowed to Zhuge Liang and Huang Yueying, then retreated obediently and closed the door.

The young lady and the aunt are in the cave room, and they can't be light bulbs in the new house.

Before the Sui and Tang Dynasties, there was no reason for a maid to accompany the cave room.

At this time, there were only two people left in the room, and the girl was even more worried, her little hands were entangled, and she was more energetic than the tassel.

Zhuge Liang was a little funny in his heart, he had met several times in Chuyang before, he sat opposite the girl, drinking tea, stroking the piano and tasting Xiao, chatting about the world, talking about poetry and songs, etc., but he didn't see the girl so nervous and shy.

Zhuge Liang sat down at the table, and did not immediately come to the side of the bed, putting psychological pressure on the girl.

Sure enough, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, seemed to be no longer entangled, got up, walked to the table in a few steps, and brought Zhuge Liang a bowl of tea from the hot teapot: "Husband, let's solve the bar first." ”

The wedding banquet was dispersed in the afternoon, and the guests were gone, but until this time, Zhuge Liang still had the smell of wine.

Taking the tea bowl, Zhuge Liang drank it in one go, slightly bitter, very refreshing.

In fact, tea does not cure hangover. However, after drinking strong tea, it can be refreshing.

A bowl of tea went down to his stomach, Zhuge Liang felt a lot more conscious, and silently used his mana, and the slight drunkenness immediately disappeared.

Putting down the tea bowl, Zhuge Liang asked, "Madame, have you ever had dinner?" ”

The wedding banquet was dispersed in the afternoon, and Zhuge Liang was not hungry at this time. But Huang Yueying stayed in the new house for an afternoon, and she must have eaten it at noon, and the bowl of rice balls entered the girl's belly. I just don't know if she has ever had dinner.

"I've eaten it." The girl's jaw.

In the new house, according to the girl's preferences, Zhuge Liang put all kinds of sweets the most. The girl ate a large bowl of rice balls at noon, and in the evening she ate a piece of cake and various desserts, and she did not feel hungry at this time.

"Madame, don't be nervous, let's sit down and talk for a while."

Holding the girl's little hand, Zhuge Liang asked her to sit beside her, so as not to make the girl nervous.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, after all, it was the night of candles in the cave room, how could the girl not be nervous?

At this time, the husband was not in a hurry to the cave room, and the girl was not so nervous.

"Madame, do you know the origin of this wine?" Zhuge Liang asked.

Although the girl is erudite, she doesn't know the origin of the wine, but before marriage, she was made up by a few old mothers for the knowledge of the candle night in the cave room, and then she knew that when the cave room was in the house, the husband and wife still needed to drink the wine.

The girl shook her head and didn't speak, but Zhuge Liang smiled and said: "Hejiu started in the early Zhou Dynasty. ”

"At that time, most of the ancestors were fornicating in the wilderness, and after worshipping heaven and earth, they took drinking water. After splitting, the husband and wife each hold half of it, and fill it with water to drink. It is a bitter and inedible thing, and drinking water with it symbolizes the peace and suffering of husband and wife. ”

卺 is the meaning of scoop.

合卺酒, which means drinking with the same scoop.

Each husband and wife take a ladle and fill it with wine. After drinking half of the wine, the husband gives the half scoop of wine in the hand to the wife, and the wife gives the half scoop of wine to the husband, and then both of them drink the half scoop of wine at the same time, which is the correct posture of the wine.

Of course, this has to be a small scoop, and if there is a big scoop, who can drink a scoop of wine?

After the Song Dynasty, the wine developed into a cup of wine, and the cup was directly used instead of the scoop.

and then passed on to later generations, even a glass of wine was played by some people.

……

When the girl heard this, she couldn't help but look at the table.

On the table, two palm-sized scoops were quietly there.

The girl was not nervous at this time, but she was very curious about the two little scoops. The girl reached out and picked up the two scoops, tried to put them together, adjusted them a few times, and sure enough, the two scoops came together.

Because you want to drink the wine, these two small scoops are naturally taken from the same fear.

Zhuge Liang took the wine jug and poured wine into the two small scoops.

Although the girl also drinks, she is not used to drinking Zhuge wine.

If so, Zhuge Liang had already prepared a jar of wine. The wine that was introduced to the Central Plains from the Western Regions was more expensive than his Zhuge wine. However, for the sake of his wife, no matter how expensive the wine is, Zhuge Liang has to buy it.

The girl was neither nervous nor shy at this time, picked up a scoop of wine and wine, and drank it with Zhuge Liang.

After drinking the wine and putting down the small scoop, the girl seemed to remember the planning procedure, and hurriedly took out a pair of small red scissors from under the pillow, first cut a strand of hair on her head, and then stretched the scissors to her husband's head.

Zhuge Liang didn't move lightly, and he also knew this procedure.

Soon, the girl also cut a strand of hair from Zhuge Liang's head.

Holding two strands of hair, the girl tied them together like a braided rope, and then treasured them for collection.

Marriage is also an important ritual in marriage.

In this ceremony, only the new husband and wife can get married for the first time; There is no such ceremony for the second marriage. People often say that husband and wife tie the knot, referring to the original couple. If you marry a concubine or continue the string, you can't tie your hair.

Precious and important, the hair tied together by the husband and wife was hidden, and the girl couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, sitting on the edge of the bed, the girl didn't know what to do. However, compared to just now, the girl is no longer nervous after all.

"Madame, it's time to rest!"

Zhuge Liang got up, also went to the bedside seat, held the girl's hand, and said.

Three generations of people, two big marriages, Zhuge Liang naturally knows what to do next, just familiar with the road.

The girl's temples were crimson, but she didn't struggle, and she whispered a mosquito-like "um".

……

Leaning slightly, the mosquito net of the new bed was lowered, and the sound of undressing came from the bed.

For a long time, there was a sound of truth.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.