In the racecourse, Xie Honglin was supported by the maids and stood under the corridor, until a little maid ran over and told her: "Aunt Jiu has already gotten on the car, and the new aunt and our uncle are riding horses to follow." ”

It was only half an hour, and her daughter changed from Jiuniangzi to Jiu Aunt.

Xie Honglin tugged at the corners of her mouth, still didn't move, the autumn breeze was slightly cool, blowing her skirt, she suddenly patted her forehead, and said to Caihe, who was standing aside: "Ah, I forgot to tell her the way to be a wife." ”

Cai He laughed: "Madam, don't worry, Jiu Niangzi, no, it's Grandma Jiu who is smart, she must have known it a long time ago." ”

It's all on the sedan chair, and your old man just remembered that he didn't teach his daughter how to be a wife, it's too late.

Xie Honglin felt that she was very unqualified as a mother, not only did she never raise a pair of children, but even when they grew up, she did not teach them.

She didn't even know how to get along with a pair of children, she could only try to remember what her mother had said and done to her, but just like today, it wasn't until her daughter welcomed her that she remembered how she should teach her daughter to be a wife.

Alas, I hope that as Caihe said, my daughter is talented and intelligent, and she is born to know it.

Xie Honglin couldn't help laughing, her baby daughter is a blessed one.

She suddenly remembered one more thing, she actually forgot to let her daughter take off the crystal bracelet and let her take a closer look.

Xie Honglin sighed, her daughter's careless problem was all with her.

Xie Honglin felt more and more that she had failed as a mother, and she decided to go into the house to paint a portrait of her husband and confess.

In the back office of the Yulin General Military Mansion, the lights are colorful and joyful.

Entering the cave room, Huo Roufeng felt that the surroundings suddenly quieted down, she was still holding a red flower in her hand, and the heavy phoenix crown made her have to straighten her back, otherwise she would definitely fall down, she couldn't see her feet, and she couldn't see Zhanhuai's feet walking in front, but she knew that he was very close to her, and finally, he stopped, and she was also helped by Xi Niang to sit on the kang.

The customs of each place are different, and there is a saying in the north that the bride sits on the kang. The bridegroom removes the bride's hijab, and the bride sits on the kang until the ladies in the new house leave.

Most of them know that Zhanhuai had married the granddaughter of Deputy General Sun, and that Miss Sun died last year, and in less than a year, Zhanhuai was going to marry this Miss Xie.

Moreover, Miss Xie not only has no family background, but also is an orphan girl, first heard that her parents died, and then heard that she was just lost, and her mother is still alive, but there is no difference, they are all orphans and widows have no one to rely on, because they can't keep the family industry, they do everything possible to catch up with Zhanhuai, Zhanhuai is young, and the girl of the Xie family is the same age, and she actually got married.

It's just that Zhanhuai is young and ignorant, but the huge Guogong Mansion actually agreed, which is amazing. However, speaking of which, although Miss Sun, who was married before Zhanhuai, is the daughter of Jiangmen, compared with the Zhan family, she is not the right family, but she just occupies the name of her childhood sweetheart.

Now this Miss Xie is not even a childhood sweetheart.

At the beginning, everyone also speculated that the Zhan family had taken Miss Xie's money, after all, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Zhan family had spent a huge amount of money on armaments over the years, and even the noble family with a century-old inheritance would inevitably be overstretched.

But yesterday, when the dowry of the Xie family was brought into the General Military Mansion. Thousands of pairs of eyes are watching, and the dowry of eighty lifts is mediocre, not only is it not a scene of hundreds of miles of red makeup, but it is even worse than the scenery of the Wu family's aunt and grandmother when they got married the year before last.

The female relatives who came today were curious, in their eyes, Miss Xie was from a small family, and they were not in the same circle, therefore, when they came, most of them were told by their husbands, don't take Zhang Naqiao when you see the bride, this Miss Xie no matter what her background is, from now on she will be the wife of the chief soldier, and when she is sealed in the palace, she is the second grade, the highest woman in the entire northwest.

Well, whether this general soldier's wife is a small jasper or a country village girl, they just flatter, and if they say a few more nice words, they will not lose a piece of meat.

Huo Roufeng sat on the edge of the kang and heard Mrs. Quanfu say loudly: "Groom, don't stand stupidly, lift the bride's head." ”

Laughter erupted from inside the room, shattering the momentary silence.

Although Mrs. Quanfu spoke official dialect, but it was mixed with a southern accent, Huo Roufeng was a little strange, could it be that among the official transcripts in Yulin City, there were also people from the south?

As soon as Mrs. Quanfu's words fell, Zhanhuai took the wedding scale and lifted the hijab on Huo Roufeng's head.

Just like when she entered the house, the room was instantly quiet again, Huo Roufeng had been covered by the hijab for a long time, and suddenly saw the bright light, her eyes were a little uncomfortable, she closed her eyes and opened them again, and saw Zhan Huai wearing a red wedding robe in front of her.

Most of those with official rank will wear official robes when they get married, and only wear a big red flower on their chest. But Zhanhuai, like ordinary people, wore a red wedding robe.

Huo Roufeng remembered in a trance that on the official road from Hangzhou to Ningbo that year, she met Zhanhuai for the first time, and he was also wearing a red dress at that time, but now it is redder, brighter and more joyful.

She was eleven and fifteen that year.

Many years have passed in a blink of an eye, she left Hangzhou, and later left the capital, she is no longer the ninth master of the Huo family, she has become Xie Jiu Niangzi.

And Zhanhuai is no longer the young boy he was back then, his eyebrows are more comfortable, his figure is more magnificent, and his years of military career have given him a different momentum from his peers...... And he's her husband.

He was smiling at her, his eyes reflecting her shadow, and there was a blush on his handsome cheeks, as if dyed by candlelight, and as if he had written something on his mind.

Huo Roufeng also smiled, her eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile, and the silence in the room was instantly broken by her smile, even the well-informed Mrs. Quanfu was slightly surprised, she had been Mrs. Quanfu more than ten or twenty times, and she had never seen a bride who smiled so beautifully, so sweetly, and so satisfactorily after lifting the hijab.

The ladies in the house were also surprised, shouldn't the bride be ashamed to answer and bow her eyebrows?

But what's wrong with that? Of course not, shouldn't the bride be happy and jubilant? If the bride can't smile when she sees the groom, how will she live in the future?

The ladies exchanged glances with each other, and the smiles on their faces were much more sincere than before.

Yes, they are also very happy when they get married, most of the men and women in large families have secretly seen each other before they get married, they know what their husbands look like, when they lift the hijab, the people in front of them are more clear than what they see from afar, it is inevitable that some are happy and some are disappointed, but whether they are happy or disappointed, they are sweet in retrospect.

It was the laughter and sorrow of youth, just like the bride in front of her, without the troubles of firewood, rice, oil and salt, without the hardships of having children, without the intrigue of relatives and concubines, everything in front of me is brand new, like the new stamen on the branches in March and April.

Only the youth can smile so sweetly, so satisfied, and so carefree.