The red hung in the New Year was not picked down, the word Fu was replaced with the word Xi, and the red cloth was hung with bird's nest rafters.

On the third day of the second lunar month, just after the dragon raised its head, it was a big day that Mr. Peng and Zhao Baofu discussed. When Licheng arrived, Huzi and Zhao Yueyue were a husband and wife.

Huzi stayed awake all night, washed and combed his hair and changed his clothes, wrote a mandarin duck ritual book at the end of the day, and drove out on horseback.

This was the first time Huzi rode a horse, and the horse was borrowed from the landlord's family, and he used it for twenty yuan once. In front of him was an empty sedan chair, carried by four people. He was followed by a group of drummers, all dressed in freshly thickened black linen clothes, with red ropes tied around their waists and red paper hats on their heads.

Huzi also rubbed grease and powder for the first time, and the two lumps on his cheeks were flushed, so unnatural. He wore a new dark blue satin-faced waistcoat, a melon-skin hat inlaid with pearls, and a large red flower on his chest. Zhao Shankun led the horse in front and walked without hurry.

The matchmaker saw Huzi's face sinking like water, and she was a little displeased: "Xiao Langjun is not happy?" This is a big day, the girl's family is crying, that's because you are away from your parents, and your family has added people, and there should be a smile in it. You enter someone's door like this, and you still have to call the old father-in-law and the old mother-in-law to call it out? Come, you laugh and I'll see. ”

Huzi slowly turned his head, pinched the matchmaker with his eyelids, and raised his head again, not squinting.

"Hey...... Xiao Langjun! Don't ......."

"Shut up!" The matchmaker didn't finish saying this, and was cut off by Zhao Shankun, "The money that should be given to you is indispensable to you, please come to let you play a wooden stake, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, otherwise get out!" ”

This matchmaker has also seen many storms, and any family that invites her to marry is kind of words, and she has never seen such a style. It's just that the eyes of the child leading the horse in front of her are too scary, like an evil ghost, which makes the matchmaker feel chills in her heart and dare not say anything. Only snorted coldly, hurriedly walked a few steps, and walked with the sedan chair.

came to the door of Zhao Yueyue's house, and it was Zhao Baofu who came out. It was rare to find a decent dress, wide and wide hanging on the body, as if draped in a large cloth bag, most of which were borrowed from someone. Huzi got off the horse, and the matchmaker changed her words, but Huzi just called Lord Taishan and handed over the gift book.

This mandarin duck gift book is about three feet long and about one foot and three inches wide, and the specifications are not small. It is a dark red dyed with raw edge paper, and the back is pressed with many dark lines of the phoenix, and the eight immortals, the hundred sons, and the auspicious flowers and grass printed on the woodcarving prints are very complete.

On one side is written the eight characters of Huzi's birthday, and on the other side is written the date of birth of Zhao Yueyue, after four folds, folded into a palm-wide, the two of them are exactly in one place. Zhao Baofu didn't know how to read, and he couldn't understand the auspicious words written on the book of rites, but he also knew the rules, took the ink handed over by others, and left a thumb print on the place of Huzi's fingers, and this book of rites could be taken to the government to register and make a book.

returned the gift book again, and Huzi kowtowed three times to Zhao Baofu and his wife outside the house, and was invited into the house.

When Huzi entered the house, a woman was feeding Zhao Yueyue medicine - this should be the same villager Zhao Baofu invited to help. A long-spouted pot, like a crane's beak, poked into Zhao Yueyue's mouth, and carefully poured the medicine down near her throat. These days, feeding food and medicine, all use this thing.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine, and Huzi swallowed his nose, held back, and didn't sneeze.

Zhao Yueyue has lost a lot of weight, and when she came to see it two days ago, Huzi didn't think so. Now she is wearing a red jacket and a Xiuhe skirt, and this wide dress makes Zhao Yueyue even more thin and pitiful. The rouge was rubbed just right, much more natural than Huzi, and it was impossible to see the white complexion that should have been. Because she had to lie down, she didn't have any ornamentation on her head, but she just coiled her hair, which meant that she was no longer a little girl, but a married woman.

"Huzi...... Our family is sorry for you," Zhao's mother choked up a little, "This kid ......"

Zhao Baofu patted Zhao's mother on the back impatiently: "What are you talking about!" Huzi, it's not too early, get on the sedan chair! ”

Huzi nodded, didn't say anything, and when Zhao's mother covered Zhao Yueyue's head, he picked up Zhao Yueyue and went out. In the noisy sound of firecrackers, he carefully put Zhao Yueyue into the sedan chair, and with the matchmaker's "sedan chair", a team of people also went on the road in a mighty way.

The little dolls in Sun Hill Village ran behind the sedan chair, shouting to see the bride. Many of the villagers leaned at the door to watch the excitement, chatting idly, pointing at the tiger and the sedan chair from time to time.

According to the rules, the road to the groom's house should not be too short. It is too close to the Sun Temple from Sun Mountain Village, so you can only walk from Yueyue's house to the other end of the village and then go back, change the direction and re-pass through the village, and then return to the Sun Temple.

When Huzi and his entourage returned to the Sun Temple covered in red and hung colors, Zhao Yueyue's parents had been waiting there for a long time.

There is no need to cross the brazier, nor to worship heaven and earth, Zhao Yueyue is unconscious, so everything is simple. Li Lintang was in charge of the master of ceremonies, took the mandarin duck gift book handed back by Huzi, and read the words "the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the happiness of the two surnames, and the husband and wife are in the white head", and the tiger carried Zhao Yueyue into the backyard house.

He returned to the front of the hall alone, first bowed to Sanqing and then knelt down to the patriarch, and after incense one by one, he gave tea to the Zhao couple and Mr. Peng respectively, which was considered a ceremony, and the banquet could be held.

The ghost family didn't invite anyone, most of them were Zhao Baofu's relatives and friends, in fact, they were the villagers of Sun Mountain Village who looked down and didn't look up.

The banquet was placed in the courtyard, ten tables were opened, and the master who specialized in the wedding and funeral banquet was invited, and three large firewood pots were set up on the earthen embryo stove. The dishes are not rich, after all, the snow has just melted, and there are mostly sauerkraut vermicelli cabbage radishes on the table. But Mr. Peng gave enough face to Zhao Baofu and his wife, bought a pig, and added meat to the table.

In this chaotic year, this is already a rare big hand comparison. The villagers praised that this master and apprentice were really benevolent. Ken Ming Media is marrying a living dead, not to mention, and is willing to spend such a large amount of money. But there was never the cheerfulness of an ordinary wedding banquet during the banquet, from Mr. Peng to Huzi, the people in the ghost family always had a straight face, and Zhao Yueyue's parents did not have a smile on their faces. Seeing this, no one wants to make a loud noise and touch these two moldy heads.

helped Zhao Yueyue to lie down on the red mattress, and Huzi sat on the edge of the kang with a sad brow. Now that he is married, he can't live with Zhao Shankun anymore. Fortunately, this was once a monk's temple, and there were many rooms, so it was not difficult to clean up a room.

In the corner of the room was an offering table with a piece of gold leaf and red paper. This is Zhao Yueyue's family list, three days ago Huzi invited this list to the Sun Temple to worship. Zhao Yueyue is a disciple of the horse, and where she marries, she will take it to the hall.

However, Huzi is a Taoist disciple, and the main hall enshrines the Sanqing patriarch. Although Taoism talks about tolerance, but the horse fairy is a monster in the end, strictly speaking, this is the inheritance of shamanism, and the two are incompatible. Since then, these immortal families have been regarded as sending people under the fence, but since the hall has not dispersed, there is no other way. Although he was unwilling, he could only marry his younger brother.

The matchmaker stood aside, not knowing what to say. She said that she had done so many family affairs, but none of them were to marry a girl who was unconscious. is still a disciple of Taoism, married to a brother of the horse immortal.

"According to etiquette...... What else should be done? Huzi suddenly spoke, startling the matchmaker. The matchmaker grabbed a big red scale rod from the table, and handed it to Huzi with both hands: "Please ask my little aunt to use the joy scale to provoke Xipa, and from then on, I will be satisfied." ”

To provoke the hijab, that is, to lift the hijab. Since ancient times, marriage events pay attention to the life of parents, matchmakers, many grooms and brides have never met before marriage, and the meaning of lifting the hijab is extraordinary. But Huzi and Zhao Yueyue are familiar with each other, so they have nothing to look forward to, so they took over the scale pole and picked off Zhao Yueyue's hijab.

"And then?" Huzi asked again, "Then what should I do?" ”

The matchmaker hesitated for a moment, looked at the two halves of the gourd scoop on the table, and said, "Hejiu...... Next should be the drink. It's just that the bride is like this, I'm afraid it won't be...... You are ......"

As he spoke, he took out a small pile of paper from his arms and put it on the table: "Little aunt, take a look." Almost, tonight is the round room. ”

Huzi pulled one casually and smiled bitterly. This is a picture of the Spring Palace. Many newlyweds don't understand personnel and need to be matchmakers or parents to deliver some pictures of the Spring Palace, so as not to be embarrassed when the candles are spent in the cave room.

Huzi threw the spring palace map back again: "Put it away." ”

The matchmaker slapped her thigh: "Little aunt, that's not what you said." 'Erotic sex', the gift of husband and wife is a human thing, even Master Confucius will not speak out against it, what do you have to be ashamed of? ”

Huzi glanced at Zhao Yueyue, who was unconscious, and then turned his head to look at the matchmaker: "You let me ...... With such a girl's round house, what is the difference between me and the beast? Did Zhao Baofu explain it to you? ”

"Oops...... Uncle, you are wrong again! The matchmaker hurriedly stopped Huzi and said, "Now Zhao Baofu is your father-in-law, you just don't call that 'father', you have to call your father-in-law and old Taishan, but you don't dare to call him by his name!" ”

"I can call it whatever I like," Huzi snorted coldly, and smashed the pile of spring palace pictures on the matchmaker's face, "Get out!" Get out! ”

The matchmaker was startled by the sudden anger of the tiger, took two steps back, hesitated, took another step forward, scolded "little bastard", and then hurried out of the door.

As soon as the matchmaker left, Zhao Yueyue, who was lying on the kang, suddenly groaned, and goosebumps all over the tiger appeared!

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