Chapter 172: Secret Marriage, "Marriage" Zhuhua
Seeing Zhu Fan appear, the expression on Zhu Hua's face did not change, and he was still staring blankly at somewhere, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhu Fan looked at her line of sight, didn't see anything new, smiled secretly in her heart, her face was also impassive, she asked Zhu Fu: "Sister Hexiang asked me to help you, what am I going to do?" β
To be honest, she has almost forgotten what a matchmaker said yesterday, and her mind is still very confused when she just woke up, and she is standing here like a pillar at this moment, and she doesn't know what she can do at all.
Zhu Fu looked into the room, then looked at her, and said, "Stay for now, I'll call you when I have something." β
After saying this, Zhu Fu focused on dressing Zhu Hua, Zhu Fan pursed his lips and chose to turn around and sit on the stool next to him.
The people outside were noisy, and Zhu Fan could hear what they said, but some of them really didn't understand much, and she wasn't interested, so she looked bored and watched Zhu Fu pick up Zhu Hua.
Zhu Hua didn't look at her, Zhu Fan knew that she knew she was looking at her, but since there was no movement, she didn't need to marry and provoke, so she glanced at her from time to time.
After Zhu Fu changed Zhu Hua's clothes, she asked people to sit in front of the dresser to make her up, because it was a secret marriage, so there was no such thing as "combing to the end".
Facing the bronze mirror, Zhu Hua was still expressionless like a puppet, she would do whatever Zhu Fu asked her to do, Zhu Fan frowned, but he didn't say anything.
After a while, the matchmaker came in from outside in a black dress and black clothes, and when she saw Zhu Fan still sitting there leisurely, she immediately urged: "My second girl, why haven't you even changed your clothes, the hour is coming, you have to send someone away!" β
When Zhu Fan heard this, he plucked out his ears and looked up at her, "What clothes?" Can't I wear this dress? β
For today's sake, she deliberately wore a white dress, okay, isn't this plain enough?
"Where is it," the matchmaker said, shouting out twice, and immediately a girl in plain clothes who looked like sixteen or seventeen years old came in, and as soon as the person came in, the matchmaker began to yell: "Didn't you ask you to get clothes for the two girls?" Where did you get it? β
When the girl heard this, she seemed to have just remembered, "There are too many things to forget for a while, so come and come!" β
As she spoke, the girl immediately turned around and went out again, and after a short time she turned back again, but now she had two more sets of clothes in her hand.
The matchmaker took the clothes and stuffed them into Zhu Fan's arms, and when she was done, she stuffed them into the arms of Zhu Fu, who had already picked up for Zhu Hua, and urged: "Hurry up and change your clothes, as soon as the day dawns, we have to go." β
The late autumn night is long, and now it is past the end of the day, and the sky is not bright.
Zhu Fan took the clothes from her hand, pouted and glanced at Zhu Hua, who was already wearing a black veil, and then went back to the house to change the clothes that the matchmaker gave her, and after she was dressed, she couldn't help but complain in her heart.
What's the difference, isn't it just an extra black shirt and a few more flowers on the clothes, not much different from hers?
As soon as she complained a few words, Hexiang's voice called her outside, Zhu Fan sighed, threw away his clothes and prepared to go out.
"Woo......" There was a small whimper at his feet, and when he looked down, the fiery little fox came over at some point.
As soon as Zhu Fan looked at it, the irritability in his heart was gone, he squatted down and hugged the little thing with both hands under its two paws, "My little arc, you can stay in the house today, and Gai Ming'er will take you to see the third uncle." β
After speaking, he took a bite on the little fox's head and carried the person to the bed.
When I went out, the procession outside was already lined up, and there were two columns in the courtyard, one column of five people, all dressed in black and white shirts, and even the people who played mourning music were dressed up.
At the entrance of the courtyard, there is a pure black square sedan chair, with white silk flowers hanging at the four corners of the sedan roof, and an oil lamp is placed at the door of the sedan chair, and the flames are swaying with the cool breeze.
Except for those who sent their relatives, the rest of the people in the village stood behind the two columns of people, and their voices were much quieter.
Before dawn, it is said that he will wait for the night and day to leave, and at this moment the sky is still dark, and the courtyard is only lit by the light reflected by the white lanterns that were hung yesterday, and some sacrificial things are placed in front of the main house.
Zhu Fan didn't understand these etiquettes at all, Hexiang told her a little bit that she remembered a little, and after about a cup of tea, a glimmer of light finally appeared in the sky.
"The hour has comeβ"
The voice of the yin master of ceremonies made Zhu Fan's heart startled, and before she could find someone, Hexiang had already pulled her into Zhu Fan's house.
"After a while, you and the eldest girl will send people out, and the gentleman will pick up the people and get them on the sedan chair, and you can't talk halfway, you know? You hold this lamp, remember, you must not let it go out, it will be unlucky to go out. β
While speaking, Hexiang had already stuffed the small oil lamp wrapped in white paper into Zhu Fan's hand, and carefully instructed several times.
Zhu Fan wanted to laugh a little, she looked at the oil lamp in her hand, and said, "It's almost time for the funeral, what else is auspicious and unlucky, there is nothing auspicious to be done, okay?" β
"Shut up!" Hexiang hurriedly stopped the person's words, glared at her angrily, and said, "If you want to say anything today, you have to hold it in my stomach, otherwise I will mess up this matter, and the old man may have to make trouble, did you hear it?!" β
She lowered her voice, worried that Zhu Fan would not take this matter to heart, and twisted her arm ruthlessly.
It's a pity that Zhu Fan didn't feel pain at all, and nodded perfunctorily, "I know, I know, I can't talk when I go in, I can't talk until I send people to the sedan chair, and the light in my hand must not be extinguished, what a big deal." β
She is not a child, how can she not even do such a simple thing.
"Uh-huh, let's go in quickly," Hexiang pushed people into the door, because she was an outsider, so she couldn't enter Zhu Hua's house according to the rules here, and after pushing Zhu Fan in, she stood with the team that sent her relatives.
Zhu Fan glanced back before entering the house, and saw Zhu Ji in a black robe standing on the edge of the sedan chair, and at this time, Zhu Ji also happened to look at her.
The father and daughter looked at each other, Zhu Fan's whole person was awkward, and he pursed his lips and withdrew his gaze.
Because she couldn't speak, she walked straight behind Zhu Hua, who was still sitting in front of the dresser, after she entered the room, and stood with Zhu Fu left and right.
In the mirror, the petite Zhu Hua was dressed in black, with a white flower on her chest, and although she was wearing a black veil, she could still see the white on her face.
It can be said that except for the almost black lip grease on her lips, the color of her whole person is only black and white.
Through the hazy black veil, Zhu Fan saw her eyes looking at the mirror, still unfazed, but still looked at her father Zhu Fan couldn't help frowning.
Yun Mei'er is right, abnormality is a demon, even if she is not like this now, Zhu Fan will not be less fortified because of this, but at the moment, her appearance, will it be too strange?
Just as he thought about it, the voice of the master of ceremonies sounded outside, shouting to let him out.
So Zhu Fan put away his thoughts, looked at Zhu Fu's face, and after glancing at each other, the two of them held the lamp in their respective hands with one hand, and helped Zhu Hua up from the stool with the other.
If it weren't for the rules, Zhu Fan wouldn't want to be so close to Zhu Hua at all, because every time she saw her, she could remember the situation when Zhu Hua took someone to the mountain and injured the third uncle in her previous life and arrested her.
The moment Zhu Hua appeared at the entrance of the cave, if she was surprised or not, the answer was naturally yes.
You must know that Houshan has become a forbidden place since the accident of the dead, and even those big men in the village may not dare to go up easily, let alone a little girl like Zhu Hua.
It's just that when Zhu Hua stood there, looking at her inexorably and smiling at her mockingly, she understood.
Zhu Hua didn't come up by chance, nor did she not want to break into what people called a "dangerous place", she started from him who lived under the mountain.
She understood the truth that paper can't hold the fire from the beginning, so when Zhu Hua talked about the three young people of the Zhu family, she was not surprised at all.
The man was not in good health at that time, and he would come up to accompany her almost every night, and then go down the mountain before dawn, and so on for two years.
Two years, for her, it is enough to live, if there is no person, she may not even have these extra two years, she can live for two more years, and stay in this world for two more years all depends on that person.
Therefore, she will not blame Zhu Hua's arrival on him at all, not at all.
It's just that what she didn't expect was that Zhu Hua actually led someone to injure him who had just come up the mountain without knowing it.
Now, even when she thinks of the moment he fell, she feels as if her heart is about to be crushed, and she is so painful that she can't breathe.
If it weren't for Zhu Hua, who hadn't moved much, he turned his head to look at her through the black veil, and Zhu Fan almost broke his slender arm by mistake.
Putting away his mind and indifferently glancing at those unshining eyes, Zhu Fan put aside his gaze, and walked out with Zhu Fu without saying a word, according to what Hexiang said.
The mourning music sounded, and the suona, which listens to the festive suona on weekdays, can even play the sound of crying, and even the air in the courtyard is a lot colder, and people spontaneously receive, quietly looking at the three people who came out of the house.
Cao Chunhua and the old lady of the Cao family were also in the crowd, and as soon as they saw the people who came out, the two began to sobbed in a low voice, and some soft-hearted ones were secretly wiping their tears.
Zhu Fan didn't look around because of the rules, so she could only hear their faint sobbing voices, but even so, her heart was not turbulent.