The bride can't land on her feet after going out, and she has to be carried on the sedan chair by her brother.

The two brothers, Mu Zijin and Mu Ziyan, did not discuss it in advance, and took a step at the same time, turned their heads to look at each other, and exchanged glances.

Mu Zijian is the eldest brother, according to the reason, it is most suitable for him to carry Mu Dian on the sedan chair, but the two younger brothers are not easy to provoke, for the sake of the overall situation, he still retracted his feet that had taken half a step.

There's no need to add to the chaos.

Listening to the commotion at the door, the crowd was boiling, Chang Qianfo bent down and hugged Mu Dianke horizontally, bowed his head, and said with a smile on his lips, "Hold my neck tightly." ”

Mu Ziyan's face darkened.

If it weren't for the fact that today was the great day of Chang Qianfo, slapping him in the face would be slapping his own sister's face, he would really open his mouth and scold.

- This shameless!

A son who marries a daughter-in-law may not forget his mother, but his sister who has a husband is definitely not the same as his brother.

Under Mu Ziyan's annoyed gaze, Mu Dianke stretched out a pair of slender and curling hands, and wrapped around Chang Qianfo's neck in a cheer.

Chang Qianfo's black and red face smiled like a flower, staring at his bride through the hijab, his eyes shining, giving birth to a sunny day.

One step at a time, in front of the sedan chair, I was finally willing to put down the nephrite in my arms.

"Get up the car—"

A loud and joyful shout sounded, and the eight sedan chair drivers bent down and raised the bar together.

At this moment, Li An'an suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers, grab it!" ”

took the lead and rushed towards the sedan chair.

Mo Cangcang was raised in the Li family, and he was used to going in and out with Li An'an, and when he heard Li An'an's greeting, he was so excited that he rushed forward, and he had long forgotten his promise to Mu Dianke.

I don't know where to hit a group of people, the body is as agile as an ape, with a thunderous momentum that will not be able to stretch the waist of the sedan chair drivers to disperse, carry the sedan chair and run.

The three brothers of the Mu family reacted very quickly, a few vertical jumps, rabbits and ducks, blocking both ends of the alley: Mu Zijin at one end, Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan at the other.

Mu Ziyan jumped directly on the roof tile with his knife, and shouted: "Chang Qianfo, what are you doing?!" ”

Li An'an didn't care so much, and directly picked a few people and hit him head-on.

Han Yiluo's "Falling Stick" is head-on with Mu Zijin's "Ecstasy".

One palm and one stick, both kinds of martial arts are good at fast, close to each other, fast fighting, and strange tricks are frequent.

The cousins of the Lin, Zheng, and Lu families originally didn't plan to make a move, but when they saw the two brothers Mu Zijian and Mu Ziyan rushing back, they were violent, and they had to wade in this troubled water.

The family group briefly gained the upper hand in the crowd, so Li Anan and his group of "fox friends and dog friends" carried a sedan chair against the wall and squeezed out.

Chang Qianfo scolded in his heart.

I guarded my brother, but I didn't guard my brother.

I knew that I should have pressed Li An'an in southern Yunnan and didn't let him come back!

The former leader of the alliance married his daughter, and Changjiabao married his daughter-in-law, and the streets were full of people watching the excitement.

It's really lively, too.

actually greeted the kiss on the spot, and the uncle and the male companions fought at the gate. The competition is good, like a group of heroes fighting, an unprecedented event.

In the end, the groom flew out of the sedan chair with the bride in his arms.

I heard "Ziyan Fei" early, and today I can see the phoenix flying.

In the wind and snow, the two wedding robes of the same color flipped and entangled, drawing a golden red glow in the air, dragging over the roof of the sedan chair, sweeping through the crowd, and sitting steadily on a reddish-brown horse.

Mu Dianke stretched out his hand to press the hijab, and listened to the laughing voice of Chang Qianfo above his head and said, "Sit tight." ”

But where can he sit firmly?

Under the horse's back, her body shook suddenly, and then she was grabbed by Chang Qianfo's big palm, and galloped all the way.

The wind was urgent, and the human voice was muffled behind him. Let's search for books

On the wedding day, she was not annoyed, but happy.

It was indeed lively to let the eight carry the sedan chair and carry it into the door, but she preferred it like it was now—her husband was dressed in red, riding a reddish-brown horse, crossing the wind and the snow, and taking her home in person.

"A thousand Buddhas."

"Huh?"

"Where are we going?"

"Go home." He bowed his head in the gap between riding the horse, his eyebrows and eyes gentle, "Go back to our home." ”

If the wind is knowledgeable, you can see a handsome face that is open to the wind and smiles.

Because he laughed too widely, he was a little silly.

If the flying snow can go up, it can get into the fiery hijab and kiss the face that is flushed because of shyness, and the country is more and more overwhelming.

Perhaps only those who have experienced deep love know how profound and stable the two need to be together.

Where is it necessary for you to be so good at talking.

Saying childish things, nonsense, to the right people, is heavenly.

"Why are you taking me home?"

"Because you are my wife...... Then why are you willing to come with me? ”

"A little woman marries a chicken with a chicken, and a dog with a dog."

The bridegroom and the bride ran away, and the rest of the people were no longer interested in fighting, so they jumped on their horses and chased after them.

The sedan chair drivers carried the empty sedan chair and followed behind, beating gongs and drums, distributing wedding cakes and sprinkling happy money along the road, attracting onlookers to crowd and rob.

Happy money is prepared.

The master of ceremonies, who was robbed, now has only this thing left to do, lifting a basket of yellow and yellow new copper coins wrapped with red silk threads, and struggling to scatter them, "There are all of them - those who are happy are happy!" ”

When Mu Ziyan and his party chased to Dongsong Beach, a couple of newcomers had already boarded the happy boat, cut through the wind and waves, and drifted far away from the shore.

In the huge cabin, there were only two people.

The bride sits on the groom's lap without touching the ground.

Finally cleansed.

Chang Qianfo stretched out his hand to lift the bride's hijab, and his hands were involuntarily trembling.

The fingertips touched the slippery cover and retracted it, probing it three or two times, and finally pinched the corner of the red silk and slowly uncovered it.

Hibiscus appears at the end of the glow, and the autumn water begins to rise.

The sound of oars, falling snow, and the wind moving curtains...... All light and shadow, sound and breath, are no longer seen or heard.

He held his breath, stared at the person in front of him for a long time, and let out a very soft sigh, the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose, and his voice was as faint as a whisper, "It's like a dream!" ”

Mu Dianke also felt like a dream.

Once upon a time, the picture that he couldn't even think of - facing him in red, with morning and twilight, and then with a white head - has now come true!

"Nervous?" He gently grabbed one of her soft wattles and kneaded it in his palm, "At that time...... Hands are shaking. ”

Mu Dianke blushed and nodded lightly.

"I'm nervous too." Chang Qianfo smiled and said, "I was nervous and happy...... I miss you so much! I didn't get much sleep all night. ”

He suddenly thought of something, and leaned down to her ear, and the hot snort sprayed all over her ears and neck, burning her white and greasy skin lightly red, "You don't want to sleep tonight." ”

This frivolous float!

Mu Dianke scolded secretly in his heart, but his mind involuntarily popped up the picture of the villain that day beating page by page under Liao Qiqi's hands, as well as the pillows, embroidered shoes, and porcelain dolls that the third sister-in-law Yu Yi quietly stuffed into the dowry box the day before the wedding......

She was so ashamed that she leaned over with his strong arms and buried a powdered sheet of flour against his chest.