Today is a sunny day, although the temperature is not high, but standing in the sun, it is not cold, so many people come out of their homes and gather at the entrance of the village and the roadside, waiting for the marriage procession to come.

When Huo Minglou appeared in everyone's sight in a car, the entire tomato brigade was boiling.

"Hey, that's a car, right?"

"Well, the in-laws that Dr. Song is looking for are really generous, how many people can drive to pick up their daughters-in-law these days?"

"A man is another face of a woman, or why don't you want to find a good partner, look at how decent this marriage is."

"In the future, the Zhao family will be naked, and having such a promising nephew and son-in-law is too long-faced."

"Why do you need it later? It's not less now, have you forgotten who arranged the work of Zhenhua and Zhensheng? I heard that the two families had to buy bicycles recently, and the tickets were given by Dr. Song."

"Mother, what kind of life is this, why can't we get such a good relative?"

"Okay, people have to die more than people, look at the car coming, there are so many people riding behind it, this team is too grand, right?"

On the first car, there is a big red flower tied with silk cloth, and the bicycle handlebar behind is no exception, everywhere seems to be jubilant, and the people who accompany them are all wearing brand new clothes, smiling, and cheerful gongs and drums, resounding all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Only then was the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers suppressed.

The people who watched the excitement covered their ears, but the children were excited and unwilling to dodge, only the New Year can see this kind of scene, the firecrackers are particularly long, it seems that they can't be finished, and the crackling atmosphere of the wedding is more elated.

As the firecrackers stopped, Zhao Zhenhua stepped on the ladder, stood on the wall, smiled and sprinkled candy outside, he held a basket in his hand, there was a lot of candy in it, not like other people's homes just made a show, he was open and sprinkled, as if he didn't want money.

"Whew......"

"Wow......

Not only are children screaming to grab it, but even adults can't help but squat down to pick it up, you rub me, I squeeze you, it's not lively.

Married, that's what you want.

In the past, there had to be the brothers of the woman's family blocking the door, making it difficult for the groom to live again, putting on a posture, showing that his daughter was valuable enough, and he also knocked the man to cherish it before opening the door to let the groom in.

But now, for some reason, these customs are not promoted, and they are all required to be simplified, so there is no passing the five levels and six generals, and there is a lot less fun, but a few children of the Zhao family who are the same generation as Song Hongguo still symbolically stopped, and they entered the door too happily, and the woman had no face.

Huo Minglou had already inquired about the local marrying rules, and had made sufficient preparations early, if it was stopped by an adult, he would use a cigarette to open the way, if it was a child, he would use candy, and if it was a woman, it would be right to stuff red envelopes.

Therefore, when he saw the children of the Zhao family, he immediately handed over the cigarettes, not one for each person, but one box for each person.

Who can stop this?

The momentum dispersed suddenly, the door was all open, and Huo Minglou walked in smoothly with people.

Song Hongbing accompanied him to greet his relatives, responsible for saying funny auspicious words along the way, to stir up the atmosphere, and Zhou Zhiguo, the son of Director Zhou, who helped lead the team and worried about various arrangements along the way.

Yishui spirit guys, all of them are tall, and many of them are wearing military uniforms, how can they not be amazing when they appear like this?

The eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law are embarrassed to look at it secretly, and the older ones don't have to shy away from it, they look at it openly, wondering which young man is still single, and whether he can give it to his daughter.

If it weren't for the strong psychological quality of these people, they wouldn't be able to walk down the aisle.

When I arrived at the door of the hall, a group of children were obstructing, and the garden was the most joyful, but the mouth was also the sweetest, "Give sugar, if you don't give sugar, you won't let your cousin go with you."

Hearing this, Song Hongbing made a joke, "Want sugar? This is easy to do, call my cousin first."

Man Yuan didn't react for a while, and shouted happily at Huo Minglou, "Uncle cousin."

Huo Minglou responded with a smile.

Song Hongbing immediately took out a handful and stuffed it into his hand, "Come, the sugar tube is enough, quickly call your cousin in and take your cousin away."

When the other children saw this, they all shouted "cousin uncle" one after another, one louder than the other.

Man Yuan was dumbfounded.

The people watching the ceremony burst into laughter.

After entering this door, only the bedroom door remained, and this time it was a woman who stopped her, and Huo Minglou directly handed over the red envelope.

rushed to the red envelope to get the thickness, and the people who blocked the door were embarrassed to be embarrassed anymore.

Huo Minglou walked in unimpeded, and when he saw the person sitting on the kang, his eyes froze suddenly.

Song Hongguo raised his eyes to look at him, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

The eyes are glued, only each other is left under the eyes, and all the noise, excitement, and laughter around them seem to be gone.

It wasn't until Song Hongbing coaxed and Han Ying reminded them that the two of them came back to their senses, their faces were flushed, but the corners of their eyebrows and eyes were smiling.

Nowadays, the times are conservative, and no one dares to make trouble, but the atmosphere is still warm, and there are constant jokes, especially when Huo Minglou took out a bouquet of flowers like magic, knelt down on one knee and handed it to her, the coaxing movement was even greater.

Song Hongguo was stunned, she didn't expect that there would be such a link, after all, this is not the future, this kind of ritual is not popular now, and not everyone can understand that men kneel to women in public.

But he did, so open-minded and eager.

"Hongguo, will you marry me?"

It was too late to ask this, and both of them registered, and it was too late to say that they didn't want to.

But she understood what he meant.

"I do."

Three words, three words very light, but the promise is as heavy as Mount Tai.

Huo Minglou's heart was agitated, and there was a flash of water in his eyes in an instant, he thought that he would be lonely for the rest of his life and devote all his time to research, but at this moment, he was deeply grateful to God for loving him, so that he could meet, know, and love her, and he would be with him for a lifetime in the future.

What a blessing!

Song Hongguo took the flowers, well, it is a red rose that represents love, but it is plastic, but right now, it is very rare to have such a bouquet of flowers, and she only feels happy and sweet in her heart.

The two walked out hand in hand, there were no flowers and red carpets, no wine and music, and no romantic and gorgeous occasions like in later generations, but she didn't feel regret or shabby at all, holding his hand, down-to-earth and warm, isn't the meaning of marriage that?

The wedding is not a performance for others to see, let alone a stage to show off financial resources, it is the anniversary of their love until they grow old, and it is the ritual sense of making a white head covenant.

Look at each other and smile, all without saying a word.

She knew it, and he knew it.

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