Jiang Xiaochi had the heart to come by himself, thinking that he should forget it, and he couldn't be blind to Huang Yinhe's heart.

Finally finished the fight, Jiang Xiaochi took a look in the mirror, and overall it looked good, but the makeup was a little heavy, full of studio style.

looked at the red place and wiped it with a small cotton cloth, and saw that the color of the face was almost the same, so he smiled and expressed his satisfaction.

Huang Yinhe exclaimed: "Hey!? Don't say it, I didn't know what was wrong with it for a long time, and the girl was tinkered with it all at once. After I get married, I have to let the girl put on makeup for me. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaochi's braids and the red plum blossoms on Jiang Xiaochi's sideburns, the group of relatives and friends felt satisfied.

The two old ladies looked at Jiang Xiaochi's eyes and could drip water: "No! My girl, her nose is a nose, her eyes are eyes, and she looks good. ”

Whose nose is not a nose, and whose eyes are not eyes, everyone knows that the two old ladies are too happy.

Huang Dahe was waiting outside a little anxiously: "It's over, the auspicious time has arrived!" ”

Boss Jiang shouted at the edge of the courtyard: "Tell me when you go out, I'll call people to set off cannons." ”

Jiang Lao is a little bit cheaper, and the advantage is to have face. Because Tianhua is noisy, he rarely comes to Jiang Xiaochi, and now there is a happy event, Boss Jiang is also happy, and he is busy inside and outside early.

Jiang Xiaochi knew in his heart that if he was good to himself, he would repay him more or less in the future.

When Huang Dahe saw Jiang Xiaochi, his mouth kept slicing: "I'll just say that my sister is blind with Song Lao'er, what does this look like!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi said in his heart, why did he know how to praise his good looks today.

The dowry was sent over yesterday, and Jiang Xiaochi is going through a formality today.

The four cars were tied to big red flowers, Huang Dahe started the car, Jiang Xiaochi felt that he was short of a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and it would be more perfect if he had a bouquet of flowers.

The pick-up team is more grand: Huang Yinhe, Jiang Dawu, Guo Zhiyou, and Uncle Niu who came in a hurry, plus Huang Dahe and Wang Shouyi, Jiang Xiaozhuang has to be counted as a small person.

Originally, Tong Xi and Liu Yun were also eager to try, and even Tian Hua was anxious.

But there is a special approach to receiving relatives, and you must be a husband and wife to go, like divorce, widowhood, and loss of children, this is called unsatisfactory, and you have to stand aside for this kind of thing.

As soon as the kissing team appeared, there was no one who did not applaud, to look good, to have a temperament, there is nothing more suitable than these.

Of course, Jiang Xiaozhuang is also excepted.

Jiang Xiaozhuang deliberately changed into new clothes today, which should have been prepared by Tian Hua for Jiang Xiaozhuang for the New Year.

Today, Jiang Xiaochi got married, Jiang Xiaozhuang deliberately put it on and sat in the co-pilot's seat. The first time he made a car, Jiang Xiaozhuang unconsciously upturned his fleshy little feet, and none of the children who circled around the car were not envious.

There should be a circle in front and back, and the butt can be reached while it is still hot.

Huang Dahe was too close, so he deliberately walked around the entrance of the village slowly.

For a hundred firecrackers, Huang Dahe bought eight hangings. Jiang Xiaochi is too much, Huang Dahe wants to be auspicious, and Jiang Xiaochi didn't stop him.

Eight whips rang out in unison, and it was the first time that Sweetwater Village had such a big movement. With the movement of the artillery battle, the welcoming convoy followed by a group of children, watching Sensei Duo celebrate.

Jiang Xiaochi was happy, and from time to time he sprinkled candy and cigarettes from the window, and he never felt so happy in his heart.

The convoy slowly and leisurely turned to Song Lao's house, except for the Song boss who fired the cannon battle and the villagers who were stupid, there were almost no relatives of the Song family.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't need to ask to know that the two of Song Laozhuan had probably offended the relatives of the Song family over the years. Knowing that in the past few days, Song Laozhuan and Aunt Song have not been short of demons, and they all went directly to Jiang Xiaochi's house to join in the fun, and no one wanted to come over and be embarrassed.

However, the bursts of firecrackers, with the big red word "happy", also have a festive meaning.

The firecrackers were bought by Song Laozhuo, Jiang Xiaochi pricked up his ears and listened, and they were hung twice, and they were all fifty rings.

Secretary Song and Song Cheng's surname are Song, today is their mother's house, and looking at Song Lao's two sons in the morning = black faces, they watched the convoy from a distance and waved happily.

Boss Song warmly welcomed Jiang Xiaochi into the door.

Recruiting a son-in-law is the same as the rules of normal marriage, but the position of the hero and heroine has changed a little.

The door was open, the door in the house was closed, and Jiang Xiaochi knew that he was waiting for him to call the door.

But there are rules for calling the door, you have to shout "Mom" into the door, and you have to stuff red envelopes inside.

But even if you call "Mom", the people inside can't be opened casually, one is that Jiang Xiaochi wants to call Mom loudly and sweetly, and the other is that the little ghost who guards the door has to answer correctly and be satisfied.

If you are satisfied, of course, red envelopes are indispensable.

The little ghost who guards the door is good, and such a beauty difference is naturally indispensable to Song Xiaosan.

Jiang Xiaochi took the lead, stiffened his scalp, knocked on the door politely, and shouted from inside: "Mom! Open the door! ”

Jiang Xiaochi, who responded with this "Mom" diaphragm, had goosebumps all over his body.

Who doesn't want to have a mother, but who wants to have a mother like Aunt Song!

The door was slightly embedded in a crack, revealing Song Xiaosan's sharp eyes: "The sound is too quiet, my mother can't hear it in the back room." ”

Jiang Xiaochi stuffed a red envelope into the crack of the door with interest, and shouted at the door again.

Song Xiaosan took the red envelope, opened it and saw that it was Zhang Wumao's, and his heart was a little unhappy. I thought, everyone's great cause, why are you so picky.

Song Xiaosan: "What are you shouting?" I didn't hear that! ”

Jiang Xiaochi stuffed another red envelope into the crack of the door, Song Xiaosan saw that there was another five-cent one inside, and his hand hooked it on the crack of the door again, and Jiang Xiaochi had no choice but to stuff another one in.

Song Xiaosan looked at it again, and his expression couldn't get over it: "Second sister-in-law, you are too picky, why do you have to wrap two pieces for me!" ”

The people who greeted the relatives sounded a little embarrassed, and the little ghost who answered the door correctly said that it was five cents, even if it was two cents, Song Xiaosan was stuck at the door and was not allowed to enter, so he couldn't say it.

Jiang Dawu discussed: "San'er, it's almost over, if you don't open the door again, the auspicious time will pass." ”

Song Xiaosan looked at the door stiffly: "I don't care, my second brother is married, and without my benefits, I can't open the door." ”

Song Lao Er jumped in the house in a hurry: "Song Xiaosan! You're almost gone, delay your second brother's good deeds, be careful that I clean you up later. ”

Song Xiaosan muttered: "My second sister-in-law doesn't give me a big bag, and my second brother will give it to me!" ”

Jiang Xiaochi knew that the little ghost was difficult, so he was too lazy to call his mother one by one, so he took out six red envelopes from his pocket and stuffed them through the crack in the door, plus a pack of red double happiness to block Song Xiaosan's mouth.

The original owner's mother died early, and she was a mother to herself like Aunt Song, Jiang Xiaochi thought to herself, then she has to be worthy.

Song Xiaosan took the red envelope and cigarettes, this time he didn't see how much money there was in them, and stuffed them into his clothes pocket with satisfaction.

But the red envelope was accepted, but the door still looked dead.

Everyone looked at each other, where is this?

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