Getting married, this matter is more like a passing scene for Su Wenran, Song San's situation Su Wenran also sees it clearly, Song Sanzhi is indeed her same idea as getting married, it is nothing more than a consensus between the two.

Song San was still normal the day before July 28, studying in the academy, coming back to read books, and occasionally being called by Zheng to say two sentences, knocking and beating Song San, this is a family, and when you become a family, you will have a child as soon as possible, and you must put your mind on the family, and talk to your future daughter-in-law.

Song San's face was reserved, and he couldn't hold back his restlessness in his heart, how could Song San not understand this Zheng family's plan, and he did everything possible to prevent him from being promoted, and it was shameful to think about it.

July 28.

Su Wenran was shouted early and began to twist the noodles to finish, this side courtyard is the most lively time in so many years, there is an endless stream of girls and girls before and after, the big red silk surrounds the beams, and the sound of congratulations is endless.

"Yo, Miss Su Si is so beautiful." Qiao Niang hooked Su Wenran's curved willow eyebrows, and admired while drawing, "I heard that Miss Su Si is as beautiful as a fairy before, but now she really opened her eyes." ”

"But no, my sister is very good-looking, and marrying the third son of the Song family is also a blessing from the previous life." Su Wenying was holding a brocade box, hollowed out and carved on the outside, with two ears of wheat hanging on it, "This is my sister's makeup for my sister." Ying Ying opened the brocade box with her hand, and inside was a huge pearl.

Look at the color, it's still not bad.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it."

Su Wenying looked at Su Wenran's face, to be honest, she was very envious of Su Si's appearance since she was a child, her skin was like snow, her eyebrows were willow in March, her lips were not dotted and Zhu, one more point was too demonic, and one point less was too light, just right.

It's a pity, a fool.

The hour was about the same, and the sound of firecrackers outside was as loud as the ears.

With the red hijab covered, Ah Bao helped Su Si out of the side courtyard, "Bride, it's a fool, fall on your heels, cry your nose." "The children on the street are bustling, playing and frolicking, circling around the sedan chair.

The anger in Ah Bao's heart did not come to one place, "Ah Bao, don't take it to heart." ”

Su Wenran said shallowly, she lowered her head and looked at the road carefully from under the red hijab, and did not say goodbye to Old Man Su, nor did she have the reluctance of the bride to get married, only expectation.

"The bridegroom is here, the bridegroom is here."

Not far away, Song Li was riding a red date horse, with a flower tied to his chest, wearing a wedding dress, and there was no joy, anger or sorrow on his face.

Su Wenran just glanced vaguely through the hijab, and entered the sedan chair, and the sedan chair man carried the sedan chair and walked towards the Song Mansion.

This form is simple, one is the concubine of a businessman, and the other is the son of the county order, such a marriage is not optimistic in the eyes of anyone.

On a good day, after worshipping heaven and earth, Su Wenran was brought into the house.

Ah Bao waited, and while taking off the Zhu Hai on his head, he lowered his voice, "Miss, this Song Sangongzi is indeed not favored, you look at the furnishings and ornaments in this room, which one can be handled?" ”

"So what?" The slender eyes smiled slightly, "Isn't that good?" ”

"Miss, why bother yourself like this, Miss, you can live a better life." Ah Bao looked aggrieved, he was really like ...... Well...... A Pekingese dog.

The white fingers tapped on the table, the rhythm was even, and it didn't take long to slowly speak, "Sooner or later, it's better to marry someone you can control, at least the dominance is in my hands, isn't it?" ”