Chapter 230: The Bride

When Mei'er saw that I didn't speak, she looked at me.

"Sister Xiyan, you and Shenjun are about to get married, right?" In her words, there was still envy.

"This?" I heard Mei'er ask this, and instinctively looked in the direction of Ming Beilin, and found that Ming Beilin was looking at the furnishings in the hall outside, and asked what the eldest lady was.

The eldest lady had a smile on her face and gestured with Beilin.

"Sister, you are so good, Shenjun loves my sister very much." Mei'er said, and lowered her eyes lonely.

"You'd better drink some while it's hot, otherwise this body will be so bad." I said that, and then fed the porridge to Mei'er, who drank a few sips perfunctorily.

During this period, Float has been in the hall, playing with Hongtu, and he has begun to deliberately keep his distance from Mei'er.

"It's cold, just lie down in bed and rest." After I fed Mei'er and drank porridge, I persuaded Mei'er to take a break, and I went out to see if there was anything I needed help with, and I also helped to do it.

Zilan was tying a red rope and tying a red knot on the weighing rod, and I held the weighing rod for her and asked her what she was doing.

"In the cave room, my brother wants to use this to pick up the bride's red hijab, which means: to be satisfied." Zilan explained to me.

"Satisfied?" Mingbeilin's ears were very pointy, and after muttering in a low voice, he glanced at the scale rod, and then nodded very seriously.

I knew that he had kept the etiquette and these good signs in his heart.

Together with Zilan, I was busy for an afternoon, and when it was dark, the eldest lady's house was lit with festive red lanterns, and she kept sending people to Tunzikou to watch.

Let's see if the sedan chair has come back, but I have gone back and forth more than a dozen times, but there is no news.

"Dad, can't something be wrong?" The eldest lady began to look worried.

"What are you talking about, it's raining hard, and there are delays on the road." The uncle said this, but he took a cigarette stick, sat on the bench, and began to smoke the cigarette gun silently.

"Crackle, crackle!"

Just as everyone's faces were solemn, the sound of artillery suddenly came from a distance.

All the villagers in the house cheered, went to the eaves outside, and waited to see the sedan chair.

The eldest lady and the others immediately walked towards the kitchen and began to set the dishes on the table, and Zilan and I also went to help.

This table is a full ten dishes, although most of them are vegetarian dishes, but now in this year, it is really good to be able to set up this kind of banquet.

When the food was on the table, I finally saw the groom, who was dressed in a robe, a little embarrassed, but with a smile of joy on his face.

His appearance was bookish, he was a very elegant young man, and behind him, there were four young men, carrying a red sedan chair.

Moreover, there was an old woman standing by the sedan chair, with a black mole on the corner of her mouth and her hair coiled up, listening to these aunts, it was a matchmaker.

This time I got married, and I was a matchmaker invited by the woman, and I came to mention it.

The sedan chair was carried directly to the main entrance of the hall, the old woman, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stood in front of the sedan chair, Zilan's brother An Zihuai, personally lifted the sedan curtain and helped the bride off the sedan chair.

This girl was obviously sitting in a sedan chair, but for some reason, the red wedding robe on her body was actually half wet.

On the edge of the corner of the clothes, there is a lot of yellow mud.

"Satsuki, slow down." An Zihuai's voice was extremely gentle, the bride raised her hand, her nails were smeared with red Kodan, and there were gold jewelry hanging on her wrists, it seemed that it was indeed like last night, those aunts said, this daughter-in-law of the An family has an excellent family background.

I stood aside, looking at the bride and An Zihuai, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of my mouth.

Getting married under the gaze of so many relatives and friends, and getting the blessings of everyone, is really simple and beautiful.

"Bridegroom, bride, please worship heaven and earth." The matchmaker put away the red oil-paper umbrella and screamed at the top of her voice.

An Zihuai's father and mother sat on the wooden chairs on both sides of the offering table.

This is to ask the bride and groom to salute, and the villagers in the tunzi are all gathered in the hall to watch the excitement.

I've seen heaven and earth worship, but, for some reason, I always feel that the bride's bowing movements are a little stiff.

But if you think about it, maybe it's because you're too nervous.

After all, this is the most important thing in life.

After they worship heaven and earth, they begin to offer tea to their elders.

"Drink, drink, drink a cup of daughter-in-law tea, smooth and wishful." The matchmaker didn't know why, and when she opened her mouth to say auspicious words, she actually stumbled.

However, the eldest lady and the uncle didn't care, and directly took the cup and gave a bag of happy money.

Today, they got married, and Ming Beilin also let me take a gift of 500 taels to thank them for letting us rest here.

After drinking the tea, the matchmaker was supposed to send the bride into the wedding room to wait, but the happy woman said that she wanted to leave.

"Eh, it's all dark this day, how do you go? Stay with us overnight, tomorrow, the rain will stop and go again. The eldest lady hurriedly got up and stopped the matchmaker.

The matchmaker had already made up her mind, picked up the red oil-paper umbrella, and rushed towards the outside of the hall.

However, the villagers in this tunzi were all hospitable, and hurriedly stopped her and persuaded her that it was dark and rainy tonight, and there were no other carriages passing by at the entrance of the tunzi, so it was not easy to go.

"By the way, tomorrow, if the rain stops, you can let these guests take you for a while." After the eldest lady said that, she looked at me and Beilin, and told us that the matchmaker lives in Shangcheng and doesn't know if we are going along the way.

"We're all the way south." Beilin said and looked at the matchmaker.

"That's the way, just?" The matchmaker paused and stared at us: "Why don't we go together tonight." ”

The matchmaker also urged us to come, and the faces of the eldest mother and the uncle sank in an instant.

Their family has a happy event, what does matchmaker mean by this? Still persuade guests to leave?

"Boom!"

Before the uncle could speak, there was another muffled thunder in the air.

The rain did not lighten, but became heavier and heavier.

"We'll leave tomorrow." I looked at the matchmaker and said.

When the matchmaker heard this, she frowned, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

After all, it was raining heavily now, and there was no carriage, so she was afraid that it would be very difficult for her to walk all the way back to Shangcheng.

"Yes, you can also wait until Xiaoyue Sanchao returns to the door, and then go back together." An Zihuai also opened his mouth to persuade.

The matchmaker's eyes glanced at the bride beside An Zihuai, and immediately shook her head, and then, as if fleeing for her life, she took an umbrella and squeezed out of the crowd, really braved the heavy rain, and "ran"?

"Huh? This matchmaker red envelope? The eldest lady hurriedly took the red envelope and chased it out.

All the villagers present were suspicious.

It's probably the first time I've seen it, and the matchmaker didn't even bother to take the red envelope, so he "ran away".