After seeing enough of the excitement, Su Qingluan also took back the head that poked out slightly-after all, it was really a bit unreasonable for others to find out that she had been here to watch the jokes of the workers below.

However, Su Qingluan intuitively felt that even if she wanted to treat this matter as if she hadn't seen it, she didn't know, according to Sister-in-law Zheng's character of not taking advantage of it and not giving up, and being cunning if she didn't pay attention to it, even if others had turned this matter over to rest on the matter, but this time she was counted as a "big loss", so she would definitely not give up.

However, at the moment, Su Qingluan is still busy with things at hand. She restrained her gossip thoughts about reading jokes, and wrote for a long, long time.

It wasn't until she had written six or seven pages herself, her wrists were a little sore, and her back and neck were a little stiff, that she made the last stroke.

Therefore, after concentrating on maintaining a position for a long time, Su Qingluan suddenly came back to her senses and found that her whole body had become stiff, and even her legs began to be a little numb.

Looking up at the sun outside, it was already noon.

"It's been so long?" Su Qingluan muttered in some surprise, carefully stretched his stiff body, and planned to go downstairs to the door to breathe.

Got up and carefully hammered his numb thighs, and stomped his feet again, Su Qingluan locked his door and came to the corridor on the second floor of the shop.

Nodding with a smile and the person in charge of sprinkling and sweeping passing by, Su Qingluan came to a position close to the main entrance, looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside and the occasional convoy of carriages and donkey carts passing by intermittently.

In fact, in addition to horse-drawn carts, donkey carts, and mule carts, there are also sheep carts in a few cases.

It's just that these common sheep are not particularly large sheep, their body size is usually smaller than that of cattle or livestock such as horses and donkeys, and then thinking that mutton is one of the main sources of meat in this era, Su Qingluan can't help but feel a little emotional, these sheep live as coolie animals, and they will enter people's stomachs when they die, it's really ...... It's so fragrant!

Thinking of this, tears of anger were almost flowing from his mouth, and Su Qingluan couldn't help but wonder if he should get some mutton back to eat at night.

At this moment, the originally busy but relatively calm flow of people became noisy, looked at each other, and then pulled each other and said, "Eh, let's get out of the way." ”

"Yes, it's a big day, let's make it convenient for others."

"That's it, we don't care about more or less."

The pedestrians were discussing cautiously as they slowly moved out of the way to both sides of the road, and almost at the same time, Su Qingluan faintly heard the sound of suona and the faint sound of gongs and drums from far and near.

There is a saying that "when the suona sounds, life and death are difficult to tell", although it is a joke, but it can also explain the penetrating timbre of the suona instrument. In comparison, percussion instruments such as gongs and drums are much inferior.

At first, Su Qingluan couldn't tell whether the suona sound was played joyfully or mourning-after all, to her ears, the hundred birds and the phoenix were also quite festive, but when she asked "What is this song very festive", she was almost beaten for the only time.

Later, she learned that this song was played for a happy funeral when an elderly man died in the family. Although it is said to be a "happy funeral", it is not a real happy event in the end, so how to say that the word "festive" is not so appropriate.

However, after such a long time, Su Qingluan has seen dozens of various wedding or funeral processions in the village or county, and she can now more or less distinguish which kind of team it is.

Even if the team hasn't arrived yet, looking at the people on both sides of the party discussing and looking around, you know that it's a team to send off relatives. On the contrary, if it is a funeral procession, although everyone will still be in the "human world" at this time, some glass-hearted people can't help but curse in a low voice two sentences of "really bad luck", and even quickly turn their faces to the city walls or small vendors on both sides, as if they didn't see it.

Sure enough, after about a stick of incense, the sound of suona was getting closer and closer, and Su Qingluan saw a dazzling red slowly moving towards his door.

The reason why it is "slowly" is that this is a small county town, and even the most prosperous sections are not very spacious, so they can only slowly accommodate each other;

Second, there are usually a lot of people in the family sending team, and there are teams of dozens of meters in Wuyang, and if there are many people who want not to pull the back down, the front has to wait;

The third point is the most fundamental point, except for the groom official, or the person who sent the relatives himself, basically walks with two legs, not only that, but also carries a variety of dowries in his hands, or also carries a sedan chair, in which the bride sits, so "carrying the weight forward" can not be too fast.

Su Qingluan watched as the person who opened the way in front passed first, then the band playing musical instruments, and then the two ...... I couldn't see anything clearly, but it seemed to be two birds, and the two birds were larger than the domestic ducks, but the taste was wrapped in red silk and knotted, so I couldn't see what kind of bird it was, but the bird was still struggling slightly, and it should still be alive.

"Is it popular to eat birds for marriage here?" muttering like this, Su Qingluan vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a poem describing love than Jin Jian, called "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven", and it is estimated that these two are "winged birds".

At this time, Su Qingluan saw the eight sedan chairs that the bride was sitting on - but the people carrying the sedan chair were four people, two in the front and two in the front, and the sedan chair also swayed slightly up and down with the very rhythmic footsteps of the four people, making Su Qingluan feel that the sedan chair bride was estimated to vomit when she sat down and the vestibular system was slightly fragile.

At this time, Su Qingluan's eyes froze--looked at the person riding a horse next to the sedan chair.

This person is a little familiar, but because he did not wear the red flower of the groom's official on his chest, nor did he wear a wedding dress, it is obvious that he is not the groom's official, so it seems that it should be the mother's family who gave the marriage.

Thinking so, the man seemed to notice Su Qingluan's gaze, turned his head to look at Su Qingluan's side, and then he raised a big smile, made a bow to Su Qingluan, and bent slightly towards her on horseback.

Su Qingluan then remembered-isn't this the young man who hurried to find his father to repair the screen when it was close before?

So, this is his sister's send-off party? In this way, Su Qingluan suddenly remembered: It has been three days since that day, and he has already forgotten about this matter in Java because of the menstrual incident and the matter of recruiting his brother.

Looking at the young man's very bright smile, Su Qingluan didn't need to ask to understand that his father must have repaired the screen to everyone's satisfaction. Thinking about it this way, Su Qingluan decided to make some dishes that his father liked tonight and treat him.

I was thinking about this in my heart, and there was a voice from Sister-in-law Zheng who sang and sighed: "Shopkeeper Su, Shopkeeper Su, I can be regarded as finding you, you want to call the shots for me!" ”

Su Qingluan's heart moved: Sure enough, it came.