Poria stretched her arms and shook her sleeves, wore a red wedding dress, hugged Qian Peiying, and teased her mother:

"Mother, why are you crying, then I'm not married?"

Qian Peiying wiped her tears, patted Poria cocos, and choked up: "It's nonsense, it's not easy to meet someone like Lu Pan." ”

She has already heard from Lao Song that Lu Pan has even arranged her daughter's future work, and she will be the principal when she gets married, so she is afraid that Poria will be idle and pick quarrels and provoke trouble.

The latter sentence of idleness, picking quarrels and provoking trouble, she automatically filtered it out, it must have been added by Lao Song himself.

Therefore, with such a son-in-law, she has nothing to worry about. One hundred satisfied.

It's just reluctant, the three of them live together, and after so many years, this is going to be separated.

"I'm crying because I'm happy, and no one bothers me anymore."

There was a commotion in the doorway.

The pamphlet in Mrs. Ma's hand popped to the ground, and a stupid expression appeared on her face.

Wedding dress, golden scales.

So long, so beautiful, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't even have imagined it.

That's it, the little granddaughter hasn't put on the headdress and ornaments yet, which already makes her look stupid.

Song Fuling thought to herself: It's over, there is another one who is so excited that her mouth is trembling and she wants to cry.

She hurriedly tugged on the hem of her skirt and took two steps forward, bent down to pick up the booklet and interrupted: "Milk, what is this?" Books? ”

"Huh? Don't, I'm ......"

Mrs. Ma hurriedly sobered up from her stunned thoughts, and wanted to grab the booklet but it was too late.

Just look at Song Ling's page by page, and the painting shows a man and a woman in various postures of stacking arhats.

It's started, and it's really uncontrollable.

"Hahahahaha."

Qian Peiying, who was laughing, did not cover her face and cry this time, but covered her face helplessly.

The laughing Mrs. Ma was furious.

Does the little granddaughter know that this is not an ordinary book, not to make you laugh at your drawing skills, oops, no matter.

"You give it to me, that's the bottom of the box."

Mrs. Ma snatched the most expensive booklet on the market from her little granddaughter, and trotted into the back room.

Then he lifted the curtain, looked at Qian Peiying again, and rushed to the place where the booklet was hidden.

Meaning: You are a mother, don't forget to teach that. She is a grandmother, and if she can buy it secretly, she won't be bad, and she doesn't care about the rest. Can't open your mouth.

Song Lingling was mysteriously squeezed by the milk god, and when her eyes came out, she laughed and bent over.

"Milk, those two little people, what are they doing, is it a fight? Tell me about it. I don't want to listen to my mother, I just want to hear you say, you must be more colorful. ”

"You go to the side for me."

was moved to the scene of wanting to cry before, and immediately accompanied his grandparents and grandchildren to make trouble with Qian Peiying smiled and rolled his eyes and glared at his daughter, but he didn't do it right and disappeared.

……

The days of preparing for marriage are very painful for Song Fuling herself.

Because she wants to embroider a purse for Lu Pan, and embroider the longevity socks for the bride and elders for Mrs. Lu, the old lady and Lu Chengxiang.

Clinique whispered to Mama Zeng: "Shhh ”

Shh It's just laziness.

Mama Zeng looked at Song Fuling and fell asleep with half-embroidered socks, the one she slept was called a sweet, she hardened her heart and stepped forward to wake up Miss.

Song Fuling got up and wanted to cry without tears, holding her two hands and begging for mercy:

"Mama, let someone else embroider for me. Anyway, many of my things are embroidered on behalf of me, isn't it the same? I finished embroidering my purse yesterday and my hands were cramping. ”

Poor baba, compared to a shadowless white bone grasping gesture.

Mama Zeng shook her head again and refused.

Must be embroidered.

When the Lu family doesn't know that Miss is not good at being a girl? Don't you know that large embroideries such as quilts and pillows are all hired by the master to do it for you?

Know.

Just because people know it, we must treat people with sincerity.

It doesn't matter if the embroidery is not good, it all depends on the mind, and these are the most important things, which must be done by the lady herself.

"Obedient, miss."

The young lady was obedient for an hour, and barely finished embroidering the socks.

"Miss, embroider this again, you see, the slave has already embroidered the outline for you in advance, you follow this outline, and the slave will remind you where to embroider and how many needles, and you will be able to finish your work before dark. Let's go all the way, okay? ”

Song Lingling picked up a white handkerchief, "What the hell is this?" ”

After a few glances, ah, reacted.

Isn't it just a red handkerchief?

She didn't understand what kind of flowers were embroidered with this kind of veil.

Don't you gurgle your ass?

"No, I'm thirsty, Mama, I'll go out first."

Mama Zeng looked at the four plates on the tea table, melons, fruits, pears and peaches, and the teapot next to her, and greeted the smoothie with plum milk.

This ice was sent by my uncle.

My uncle can't see Miss before his wedding, but he sends everything he eats and drinks here, and if he sends it back and forth like this, the people of the city will soon know that the prince is used to Miss.

The whole nine yards.

The young lady has to go out to drink water, or she wants to run away in the name of drinking water.

Doing such a little work, Mama Zeng wanted to cry, but she recently broke her mouth.

At this moment, Grandpa Song's voice came from outside the window, "Fat girl, can you hear it?" Look, grandpa bought you a doornail meatloaf. ”

Song Fuling jumped and sat on the windowsill, "Grandpa, I'm here." ”

As long as she is not allowed to embroider things, she is lively, and while opening the oiled paper bag and smelling it, she inquires: "Grandpa, if I remember correctly, you always go out in the morning, why did you come back at this time." ”

Grandpa Song's face was covered with sweat, and he pushed away the meatloaf handed over by Poria Cocos, and complained:

"Don't mention it, your grandfather took me and got lost. I can't find the car. I said that I would inquire while I hadn't lost too far, and he didn't say that his intuition would guide him, and he could get it back on his own. ”

"And then? How did you get back? Is it really instinctively pointing back? ”

"Intuition is the most unreliable thing, the farther you point it, the more you get lost.

Asked others where our house was, they didn't know such a big official, they thought there was something wrong with us, and they laughed at us. Think we're bragging.

Your grandfather and I can only inquire about the Huining specialty store first and touch it all the way.

Go in and ask, does anyone know where the right waiter of the household is. Your Uncle Sui happened to be in the store talking to the merchant and sent it back to us. ”

Mama Zeng watched her young lady, sitting on the edge of the window with her legs leisurely, eating and laughing and chatting with the old man.

The laughing illness was committed again, and he hurriedly brought water to the young lady to eat slowly.

The next day, the Song family ushered in relatives who rushed back from all directions.

The first group is the one-eyed Song Fushou holding his son Xiao Siji and appearing at the Song family with his daughter-in-law.

I was happy for Ge Erniu and Uncle Song, when I saw my little grandson for the first time, I kept saying that I wanted to go to Qincheng, but I didn't go together.

From birth to confinement, the daughter-in-law was all taken care of by Song Fushou's mother-in-law.

Song Fushou bought two maids for his daughter-in-law, and there was also a pulp washing mother-in-law at home, and the dirty work did not need to be done by the mother-in-law. But the mother-in-law served, and he didn't let him serve in vain.

In the name of my father and mother, I bought a gift for my mother-in-law, and said that my father and mother had to let me buy it, thanked my mother-in-law's family for being affected, and paid money to build a magnificent gatehouse for my father-in-law's family.

He never gave money directly.

Song Fushou, Fusheng, and Fugui ate melon seeds and said, "If I give money, who can see it?" built such a big room, and everyone knew that it was built by the eldest aunt. ”

Therefore, Fushou's daughter-in-law has been very close to Ge Erniu and Uncle Song's father-in-law since she saw her.

I really thought that the gifts that her husband gave her mother's family were bought at the behest of her in-laws.

Even if they met this time, the in-laws went straight to her son happily, and they didn't look at her for a long time, only hired the children, and only looked at her when the uncle reminded them, so they didn't have any idea at all.

Fushou's daughter-in-law stood at the counter for the big family's shop outside, and she was still able to speak well in Qincheng, but when she saw Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying, she didn't say a word. Full of restraint.

Song Fushou scolded with a smile, this mother-in-law will be deflated at a critical moment.

When Song Fuling appeared, Fushou's daughter-in-law looked stupid directly.

It turned out that this was the princess, really like a princess.

This is the best compliment for Song Poria, do you hear? She finally pretended to be like her.

Following the return of the Fushou family, Huanglong and Fengtian also returned.

Ge Erniu's room can be said to be a happy event, the little grandson and grandson have it, Cuilan gave birth to a big fat boy, and she didn't come this time.

Lady Cuilan-kun is here.

Song Fushou didn't look at him with good eyes: "My sister is confined, you are not waiting at home, what are you doing?" ”

Cuilan's attitude is very good, first explain that Cuilan has a bunch of people to take care of, and the whole pregnancy is smooth, especially during confinement.

also explained that Cuilan's aunt did not come to participate in the marriage of her niece because she gave birth to a baby, which is enough regret. If no one comes to his house again, he can't talk about it. That's when he was the representative......

Song Fushou remembered what his mother said, his sister did say it very well, and the Zhou family didn't dare to provoke it. The mother said that when she passed by Mukden, she found that his sister's temper was getting bigger and bigger.

can still bear it, his sister found out that her father-in-law and many little daughters-in-law in Zhuangzi had something to do, and tied up those little daughters-in-law to sink into the pond, almost saw the official, and gave her father-in-law a scared shout that it was a pure relationship between men and women, and then fainted. The old woman of the Zhou family also had no energy to take care of the accounts at all, and handed over the account book to Cuilan.

You just say what kind of broken house it is.

However, seeing that his sister was still living a good life, Song Fushou did not continue to train his brother-in-law.

Daro, Mizuta, and Torako are also back.

Da Lang didn't bring his daughter-in-law, and his daughter-in-law's body was heavy and couldn't stand the toss.

Dadezi also came to Beijing, watching his sister Baozhu with a big belly of seven or eight months.

The eldest girl Song Suzi is also seven or eight months old with a big belly.

In addition, in addition to the Song family, Ren Gongxin is leading the second son and two sons, the big white fat mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the third uncle Ren and the seventh uncle who don't even dare to look at Mrs. Ma, as well as the second pengzi, the ninth sister-in-law and other representatives of the village are talking to Grandpa Song.

Ren Gongxin said: "My third son, Hao, I sent a letter, he said that he would come back from the station on the same day." I specially instructed him that if he dared to go to the prince's side and become the person on that side, I would unscrew his ears. ”

Grandpa Song smiled and smoked a cigarette pouch: "It's all a family." "What do you mean by that? A game of chess under heaven. It's the same for whoever you go to.

Ren Gongxin said again: "Old man, there is no need to arrange food and accommodation for the people in the village, let alone worry. Our group of people can carp for a long time, and if we can turn around this three-product compound in our lifetime, we will not live in vain. After a while we went around, and then I took them to live with the boss. I have already said to the boss to pick it up, and I will come back in the future. ”

Grandpa Song was polite: "Don't you live here anymore?" Stay, I'm here for my family. That's also going to eat. "Let's read the book

Third Uncle Ren said, "No, there is still a Ren Zisheng in this old Ren family." We haven't borrowed light since he came out. This time, you have to borrow light, and the five products are also products, and you live in his courtyard. ”

Ren Zisheng deliberately came a little earlier and talked in the hall for a while. I heard that my father-in-law's Hou Mansion went to the Lu family, and he said that he would bring his wife to the Song family earlier that day to help.

Then he led his father, hugged his youngest sister, and married the little one, Ren Gongxin gestured a small flag like a tour guide, and left with the eldest son of Renjia Village.

So far, until the marriage, there has been no one in the family.

Song Fucai glared at Erlang and Jinbao, pointed at Mi Shou and asked, "What is Mi Shou doing?" ”

"Work hard." It's almost a boulder in his chest.

Mi Shou sweated like rain, practiced arm strength and leg strength in the backyard, and wanted to carry his sister to get married.

When Song Fucai heard it, this is not.

Mi Shou is ten years old, and the Poria cocos with the back of the little arms and legs of the eighteen is not hit, and then the little niece falls when there are many people.

He rolled up his arms and sleeves, called his second brother, and the two of them worked together to make a pulley.

Before the bride gets on the sedan chair, the feet do not touch the ground to be auspicious, if the third brother really let Mi Shou go, without Da Lang them, let Poria stand on the pulley, take the skirt cover, two hands around Mi Shou's neck, Mi Shou can be dragged a lot easier. At least not to fall.

……

Three days later.

The Song family was even busy with the master and the maids, and a carload of flowers arrived.

At present, not to mention the capital, there are no flowers in the suburbs of Beijing, and they are contracted by the Lu and Song families.

I ordered so many flowers to hang in a flower basket.

To decorate the yard, you should also use a lot of flowers, and the most important thing is to arrange the wedding room.

Qian Peiying's voice was a little hoarse, and she was directing how to hang the red curtain, hang the layers of red ribbons on the entire roof, hang the red line curtain, and hang the red yarn on the bed from the roof of the shed to the ground. Then the daughter sat in the red veil.

Song Fusheng stood in the courtyard, crossed his hands on his waist and reprimanded the craftsman, "Why is it impossible to do it, think about it, I want that effect." ”

Not far away, Song Fugui held a pen in his ear, holding a piece of paper, on which were various road maps, he was looking at the map with his back to Fusheng, while rehearsing in his mind, where did his niece come out and how to go:

"Huh? Well? Fushou, you wait, and then go and order flowers. There is no suburb of Beijing, and then run far. The stones by the pond are to be surrounded by flowers so that the guests can see them. How ugly this black stone is. At that time, I want my niece to come over like she is coming from a sea of flowers, understand no. ”

"Understand, mountains, water, flowers, beauty. That's arranged. ”

Mrs. Ma was settling the bill for the stewards of the silk village and other shops, when she suddenly let out an exclamation and saw a person fall outside the window. Oops, this idiot, the boss climbed the house to hang a flower basket and fell off the ladder.

"Are you alright? I'll just say you're useless. Oh Lang? Grandchildren on! ”

Da Lang helped his father, get up quickly, father, he comes.

Mrs. Ma stared at the female shopkeeper of the silk village, "Six carts are not enough, and then four carts of red silk." No on satin. ”

Sending these people away, Mrs. Ma locked the big box containing silver coins and tickets, and she went to tell her second son, "Oh, this stupid, I don't understand how to make you clay." ”

Song Fuxi was about to strain his psoas muscles.

What's going on? For example, the shop for the wedding or something, it is like sticking out a small house.

The old lady asked him to shape the sand table, where there is a shop, where to plant a small flag, and the small flag to watch the whole house. Where there is land, that land should not only indicate where it is and how many acres there are, but also let him "plant." "The effect of the autumn harvest is to be.

Outside the gate of the Song family.

Sizhuang's physique was so tired that he was panting, and the mouth of the alley had long been blocked, and it was all a large customized box shipped by the merchant, and the dowry was packed in the box.

Ten miles of red makeup, which is so easy.

He has been carried into the hospital more than 20 times in a row.

Meanwhile.

If Qian Peiying's voice is slightly hoarse, Mrs. Lu is really dumb.

Mama Qin came to see Mrs. Lu again: "The old lady said that the courtyard should be ......"

Listen, an idea for a while, and not yet think of a creative idea in one go.

Her son's side too. Smoker Leng Zi said: "Mother, I have tried fireworks, but they are not gorgeous enough, so I will order them again." ”

Think, everyone will imagine, who will implement? Mrs. Lu.

Lu Pan's grandmother said distressedly: "Take a break, I think this is already very good." From the moment she entered the hospital, she smacked her tongue.

Mrs. Lu shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm just this one son." "Voiceover, just this time, do your best, and never have regrets.

……

On August 15, the day of the full moon is the day of the feast.

Three books and six ceremonies, three media and six hires, the official media is here.

The Lu family not only made the Song family have a lot of them, but also had one more decree of marriage than others.

On this day, the whole city watched.

Along the way, the wineries, restaurants, and inns were also full, and the windows were full of people.

The first car of the Guogong Mansion has arrived at the Song family, and the last car is still in the Guogong Mansion.

Not to mention all kinds of rare and exotic large objects, not to mention gardens and fields, only represent the soil of the house, there are twenty-four.

Twenty-four houses, all over the capital, Fengtian, Suzhou, Hangzhou, Luzhou, Xi'an and other places.

The people gave a thumbs up and slipped away: "As soon as the house is unveiled, the prime minister is the prime minister." "The top wealthy family of the Lu family can only be seen at this time. It's too low-key on weekdays.

The Song family did not carry the matchmaker behind their backs, and hurriedly told them to order a box, this time ordering a larger one. The largest, the kind carried by eight people. It's not that it's not enough to lift one hundred and twenty-eight, it's a hard plug to plug it.

On August 26, the day of the make-up, the people of the city surged again.

With the experience of the previous time, Yin of the capital city sent officials along the road early to maintain order.

A few days ago, it was all the prince's private soldiers and the Lu family to maintain order, afraid that the people would push each other, and when the officials arrived, there was no place to go. After that, I always felt that Xiangye had a good look at him.

There are a few ladies from the family of a first-class master, that is, the kind of ladies who may touch Lu Pan and may marry Lu Pan, who are twisting the handkerchief in the chartered room, while watching the convoy downstairs, while twisting.

The veil made them twist into twists.

And the people watched and smacked their tongues again, my mother, the Lu family gave it, the Song family let all their daughters take it away, plus the emperor rewarded the princess at the front, and the Song family itself added a lot. The dowry is actually generous.

"What's that?" Even some officials who watched the excitement also looked at it.

The big sand table was lifted out, and it was too dazzling.

There are dim sum shops all over the county, and most of them are placed on it.

This shows that more than half of the income of Mrs. Ma's dim sum shop goes to Poria cocos.

Don't think that this is just a matter of taking it out and seeing, all the documents, including those of the Lu family, such as the twenty-four courtyards, were all transferred to Song Fuling's name.

Song Fuling's opinion: I don't want it.

One, don't have a dim sum shop, it's all milk. After a hundred years of milk, love is given to whom. She's not bad for money.

Second, those of the Lu family's gifts, she wants to keep some houses, fields, gardens and something. What is a gift? That's for her Song family. She wants her father and mother to marry her once and develop it.

But her opinion was not important and was nullified.

On behalf of horses and carriages, the sand table of livestock, two jewelry, pots and pans, only a few, bedding, shoes, clothes and socks...... The furniture went to the sea, and the servants were passing in the middle of a road.

One hundred and twenty-eight dowries were followed by a long procession of furniture.

Song Fusheng even designed the furniture in his daughter's and son-in-law's studio, and the studio is full of sunshine, so it can't be solemn like mahogany, it must be simple and European.

He has all the tables and tables that young couples use together.

It is conceivable that many ordinary people have never seen it, and they are dazzled by it. Even the few people who twisted the handkerchief into twist flowers before were also reminded by the maid to look at it again.

"What's that?"

The toilet is unveiled.

The white porcelain one is called a clean and beautiful.

"Big glasses."

"What a big water cup, it's heavy at a glance, you see four people carrying it, how do you drink it? That's, big tank. ”

……

Gifts, makeup, people are still talking about it, it feels like it happened yesterday.

On September 5, Qian Peiying persuaded the big-bellied Baozhu and the eldest girl to retire, and brought the second girl, the eldest sister-in-law, the rich daughter-in-law, the loyal jade daughter-in-law, the old lady Yan and the eldest aunt Ge Erniu, to the Lu family.

Mrs. Ma is the one who should have appeared, but she didn't come that day.

Mrs. Ma said that she was not complete, she had no husband early, and she was not a blessed person, so she didn't make the bed.

When Qian Peiying arrived at the palace, the Lu family had already arranged the furniture sent by the Song family according to the Song family's wishes.

Qian Peiying was accompanied by her mother-in-law, standing in the new house, she was frightened.

It seems that the Lu family is still low-key, otherwise the curtain made of 9,999 red jewels will be shocked to death along the way if it is sent to the Song family.

The daughter and son-in-law's new bed is covered with curtains made of red beads.

"Is this too?"

Mrs. Lu squeezed Qian Peiying's hand, couldn't hold back her laughter, and seemed to say in her eyes: "Yes, I also hollowed it out, I tried my best." ”

"You've worked hard."

"You've worked hard, too."

The two mothers clapped their hands at each other to comfort each other.

Qian Peiying laid out the red sheets and futon, knelt on the bed, and smoothed it a little bit.

On September 8th, other brides were honest, and Poria also took Mi Shou Jinbao and they secretly ran away to play for a day.

When he came back, he was arrested, not mentioning Jinbao, and Mi Shou was almost beaten.

Mi Shou said pitifully: "Uncle, it's okay to beat me, don't beat my face, my sister is married, I shouldn't look good." Song Fusheng didn't do it.

Think about it, the tenth got married, and the eighth went out to play, how heartless Poria must be.

Yang Mingyuan and Yan Xianhan both saw her, and the two of them went to the bookstore together, and they inadvertently looked up and saw Poria.

Yang Mingyuan was half-open at the time, and saw Ling Ling dressed in men's clothes, leading his two younger brothers into the restaurant.

But as soon as the 8th passed, on the 9th, there was only one foot at the door.

Song Fuling hugged Qian Peiying: "Woo woo, mother, can I still live with you in the future?" Just the two of us, as soon as the quilt is covered, you sleep with me in your arms. ”

Tears fell in large pieces.

Mrs. Ma covered her mouth and stood at the door crying and laughing, saying stupid things, how old are you, and you want your mother to sleep in your arms.

Instead, Song Fusheng scolded with a smile: "What are you crying about, what's wrong with Lu Bin?" Don't you still complain? Two days ago, I saw Erya see the kid surnamed Guan, and you said that you haven't seen Lu Pan for a long time. Besides, it's not like you won't come back. You have to make everyone cry, it's better to be heartless before. ”

Song Fuling blew her nose: "Okay, huh? You can do it, Dad, your heart is so hard. You don't cry when it's time to cry. ”

She frightened and threatened Song Fusheng: "You can think about it carefully, you just have my little padded jacket." Just one piece. ”

"I have mink."

What about my mink, Song Fusheng turned around, looked at his little mink Mishou, put on a honey mask, and cried more evil than a cotton jacket.