Chapter 62: The Wedding
The corners of Qingqing's lips moved slightly, but she still said lightly: "Thank you." ”
She was ecstatic in her heart, this was the first time Tu Zifei had given her a gift! Moreover, he even remembered her birthday!
"Well, no thanks, I'm going to thank you!" Tu Zifei held the wooden box and shook it at Qingqing.
Qingqing just smiled politely, but she couldn't help herself in her heart, she believed that as long as Mo Xiaoqi was not there, her brother Fei would definitely like her!
"Big boss, if you have something to do, go first. I want to take a lunch break. Qingqing began to pick up people, but Tu Zifei felt strange.
Qingqing: What's wrong with today? Suddenly too forgetful? Anyway, Tu Zifei felt that as long as he could marry Mo Xiaoqi smoothly, it would be fine.
He's going to tell Mo Xiaoqi the good news!
But when he was so excited to tell Mo Xiaoqi about this, Mo Xiaoqi just smiled faintly.
"Brother Fei, you usually call me daughter-in-law, I have the right to treat you as a joke. And, I already have someone I like. ”
"So what does it matter? You are now in Bawangzhai, and the person who captured you back is me, so you belong to me! Tu Zifei patted his chest, completely unaware of his logical error.
"Little Brother Fei, I'm not an object, it's not that if you kidnap me and come back, I will belong to you." Mo Xiaoqi said calmly.
She is a self-conscious, self-minded person, and by no means an object.
"Qingqing has already given me the marriage certificate, and I don't have a marriage contract with her anymore. Daughter-in-law, I don't care, I rely on you for the rest of my life. Tu Zifei frowned, puffing up, he thought that Mo Xiaoqi would be very happy.
Mo Xiaoqi sighed and said, "If you plan to be my brother and rely on me for the rest of my life, I'm very happy." ”
It's not bad to have such a younger brother.
"Mo Xiaoqi! Uncle Ben don't be your brother, I'm going to be your father-in-law! Tu Zifei swooped forward, pressed Mo Xiaoqi down on the bed, and kissed him indiscriminately.
But Mo Xiaoqi was unmoved, like wood.
Tu Zifei, who did not get a response, was desperate in his heart, and at this time, the tree that went out to urinate happened to come back.
"Big brother, mother, what are you doing?" Shu'er asked with a wink of pretty eyes.
Tu Zifei got up in a panic, bit his lower lip, and only said, "Shu'er, do you want a daddy?" ”
"Didn't I say that I already have a daddy?" Shu'er has an innocent face, in his heart, Zhao Hongyi is his father, although he is not biological.
"But your mother doesn't have a father-in-law." Tu Zifei squatted down and faced Shu'er, "Let the eldest brother be your mother's father-in-law and take care of her for the rest of your life, okay?" ”
Shu'er shook her head and said, "My mother will take care of me in the future, big brother, you are an older brother, how can you be with Shu'er's mother?" ”
"Heh......" Tu Zifei smiled bitterly, "I like someone, why is it so difficult." ”
"Little Brother Fei, it's not difficult to like someone, but it's difficult to like the right person." Mo Xiaoqi wiped his mouth and said.
"Don't call me that! I'm not a little brother of Fei! My name is Tu Zifei! I am the big boss of Bawang Village! Mo Xiaoqi, I have to marry me, the festival in a month will be our wedding at the same time. Tu Zifei was a little hysterical, but the humble pain in his heart made it difficult for people to breathe.
"Big brother...... Shu'er shouted, but Tu Zifei had already run out of the house and locked the two of them again.
"Mo Xiaoqi, don't try to escape, I must marry you, I must." Tu Zifei looked at the locked door at the door, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but fall.
He liked a woman for the first time and tried his best to be good to her, but he was unwilling to get such a result.
is not willing to give up like this, even if he is forced, he must give it a try.
If Mo Xiaoqi still wants to leave after getting married, he is willing to let her go once.
In the following month, Mo Xiaoqi and Shu'er never stepped out of the door of the room again, only the three meals a day delivered every day witnessed the passage of time.
The bandits all complained that the recent food was unpalatable, Tu Zifei smashed the bowl, jumped on the table and said, "As long as the festival is over, I will marry Mo Xiaoqi!" Keep you all good to eat! ”
"Okay! Hey! Get married! Get married! The crowd cheered.
Only Qingqing, without any emotion, she had already communicated with Mo Xiaoqi about the escape plan on the day of the festival.
As long as Mo Xiaoqi is gone, she will replace Mo Xiaoqi and marry Tu Zifei, everything will be so perfect.
As long as she worships Tu Zifei, she is really his bride.
Soon, the mountain god festival of Hutou Mountain Bawang Village began.
Early that morning, two old mothers entered Mo Xiaoqi's door, holding the bride's clothes and jewelry.
"Girl, let's change your clothes."
Mo Xiaoqi didn't resist either, and let the two old mothers toss.
"Girl, what a happy thing it is to marry our great master! The big boss has a good nature, and he can lead so many brothers on the mountain. ”
Qingqing got out of the closet and slapped a knife at the two old women.
"It's done, you take the tree and go! I've tethered that horse to the exit. Qingqing took out the package that had been packed a long time ago, handed it to Mo Xiaoqi, and said in a low voice.
Mo Xiaoqi quickly took off the bride's auspicious dress and led Shu'er into the closet.
In the wardrobe, a big hole was dug out, which went straight to the outside of the Bawang Village, as long as she could get out of the Bawang Village, she could find a way to go to the capital.
"Let's go, Mo Xiaoqi, let's go, don't come back. Don't come back and bother me and Brother Fei. Qingqing muttered to herself, and put the auspicious clothes that Mo Xiaoqi took off on herself.
In fact, as long as you put on the red hijab, you don't really recognize it, Mo Xiaoqi is originally thin and weak, which is just similar to Qingqing.
Mo Xiaoqi led the tree in the cave and kept crawling forward.
The festival has begun, and Qingqing pretended to be Mo Xiaoqi and was led out by two old mothers.
First, the ritual of sacrificing to the mountain god was carried out, and this ceremony was carried out by Tu Zifei himself.
He was dressed in a dress made of feathers, and under the feather coat was the groom's wedding dress, and as long as the ceremony was completed, he could marry Mo Xiaoqi back.
A sword was held in his hand, the feathers on Tu Zifei's body were waving in the wind, he waved the sword in his hand, and danced the sword dance to the beat of the drum.
There are pigs, ducks, chickens and sheep on the altar, and the sword dance is in progress, and the pigs, ducks, chickens and sheep are all killed one by one, and blood is scattered all over the ground.
"The mountain gods bless, the coming year will be prosperous." Tu Zifei shouted loudly.
After the sword dance, he saw his bride walking slowly, and he held out a hand to her, as if to greet his whole world.
Qingqing slowly raised her hand, the wide sleeves covered her slightly dark complexion, and no one could see that this was not Mo Xiaoqi.
"The festival is over, I'm slaughtering you! Today, under the witness of the mountain god, I will marry my beloved. Tu Zifei raised his arms and shouted, his beloved was standing side by side with him at this moment.