In the Hou'an production brigade, entering the new house does not mean the end of the wedding, it can only be said to be an intermission.

There is also a toast and ancestor worship in the back.

After Jiang Shiyue was carried into the room by Chen Shanhe, several more women rushed in.

One of them commanded Chen Shanhe to pick off Jiang Shiyue's hijab with a weighing pole.

Chen Shanhe did so, and the woman chanted at the same time, "A good pick!" ”

There are also many children and neighbors who like to follow the room to watch.

As soon as the hijab was lifted, there was an exclamation.

"What a handsome bride!"

"Like a fairy coming out of a painting."

"Better than the actors in the movie!"

"The girl in the city is the water spirit!"

"The dress is also very foreign! It's so beautiful! ”

“……”

In the midst of the compliments, a second woman came with a tray with a small square mirror and a comb.

The woman who asked Chen Shanhe to pick up the red hijab just now held a mirror in front of Jiang Shiyue's face, and the comb in her hand was combed in the air above Jiang Shiyue's head.

This woman is not chosen at random, she is called a "blessed person", she must be a married woman with a happy family, children and six relatives, and is intended to bring happiness to the bride.

Quanfu people combed the comb slowly from Jiang Shiyue's forehead to the back, and there were words in their mouths.

"Once you comb your hair, you don't have to worry about being rich;

The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free;

Three combs to the hair, many sons and many longevity;

then comb to the end, raise the case and raise the eyebrows;

The second comb is combed to the tail, and the wings fly together;

Three combs to the end, forever knotted with one heart,

There is a head and a tail, and we are rich and noble in this life. ”

When the Quanfu people put the comb mirror back on the tray, the tray was gone, and another woman came over with the tray.

This time there was a bowl of dumplings on the tray.

Quanfu picked up a dumpling and sent it to Jiang Shiyue's mouth.

Jiang Shiyue thought it was still fake eating and didn't open her mouth.

Quanfu carefully reminded her: "You have to eat this." ”

Jiang Shiyue had no choice but to open her mouth, take a small bite, and frown when she ate it.

Quanfu asked Jiang Shiyue with a smile: "Are you born or not?" ”

Jiang Shiyue didn't think much about it, and nodded sincerely: "Sheng!" ”

This dumpling has a half-raw skin, and the filling inside is whole raw.

The onlookers burst into laughter.

Jiang Shiyue is unknown.

Quanfu took an empty bowl and handed it to Jiang Shiyue, motioning for her to spit out the raw dumplings.

Jiang Shiyue opened her mouth to spit out, and heard Quanfu ask her again: "Give birth to a boy or a girl?" ”

Jiang Shiyue realized that when she asked her if she had a child just now, she asked her if she had a child through dumplings.

She subconsciously glanced at Chen Shanhe who was standing aside, her face burned suddenly, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.

The onlookers and neighbors probably like to see this kind of excitement the most, and the more shy Jiang Shiyue is, the more they smile.

Quanfu asked, "Boy or girl?" ”

"Girl." Jiang Shiyue replied with a red face.

Quanfu people stiffened.

Seeing the lively people all as if they had been hit the pause button, they didn't laugh anymore.

I don't know who whispered to remind Jiang Shiyue: "Say give birth to a boy!" ”

Jiang Shiyue realized that there was a "correct" answer to this question.

It was the first time that Jiang Shiyue, who felt the patriarchal Jiang Shiyue so clearly, was a little unhappy.

What happened to the girl?

She's a girl and doesn't feel worse than anyone!

This person who combs her hair is also a woman, why does she have to give birth to a boy?!

Jiang Shiyue, who grew up under the influence of the idea of "female independence", even if she knew that this was just a small custom, it was difficult to accept it for a while.

Chen Shanhe rounded the field, and his chin gestured to Yang Yang, who was sitting next to Jiang Shiyue, "We have a son, and we still lack a girl." ”

It's not the first time that Quanfu people have been Quanfu people, they have a lot of experience and quick response, so they slapped their faces and said, "Blame me, I didn't ask right." This gives birth to boys, of course, to give birth to girls. I should have asked how many births! ”

There was a more enthusiastic cheer in the crowd of onlookers, "You don't need to ask about this, of course the more the better!" ”

The crowd burst out laughing.

Only Jiang Shiyue was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.

After combing your hair, you can change your shoes and fill your pillows.

The change of shoes is Chen Shanhe's change.

Wu Xiu'e had already instructed Jiang Shiyue to prepare the shoes for the man, Wu Xiu'e took out a pair of brand-new cloth shoes for Jiang Shiyue, and said that it was done early, and let Jiang Shiyue's wedding be given to Chen Shanhe.

But when Jiang Shiyue went to the county seat, he bought Chen Shanhe a pair of shoes again.

Because the mille-feuille bottom is actually not wear-resistant.

The common people walk on dirt roads every day, and the wear and tear of the mille-feuille bottom is lighter.

The compound is full of cement roads, and it won't take long for the mille-feuille bottom to wear out.

Jiang Shiyue picked out a pair of leather shoes with a suit for Chen Shanhe.

Chen Shanhe took his shoes to the bathroom and changed into clothes together, and changed into the suit that Jiang Shiyue designed that did not look like a suit.

As soon as he came out, there was another round of praise.

"Shanhe, this kid has been good-looking since he was a child, I didn't expect to be so handsome now!"

"Yes! Tall and handsome, he can fly planes. Originally, I wanted to say kiss to my niece! ”

Another person patted the woman who was talking, "What nonsense?!" People get married today. ”

The woman realized that she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly made amends: "I mean Shanhe is a good young man, and he deserves a better girl." Mountains and rivers have a good eye, you see the bride that people marry themselves. It's white and good-looking, and I heard that I'm still a college student! ”

"Who's to say it isn't? You see, this new house looks just as good as the houses in the city. The old couple of the Chen family will be blessed in the future. ”

“……”

The buckwheat husk for the pillow is prepared for a long time.

While putting the buckwheat husk into the pillow core, the Quanfu people read the words vigorously.

"A handful of gold, two handfuls of silver, three handfuls of children and a great flock; Men also fill in, women also fill in, and give birth to a son to be the champion. ”

"One big, one smaller, two fat dolls in one child; One is up, one is poured, grandparents and so on hold grandchildren. ”

"A handful of gold, two handfuls of silver, three handfuls of four cornucopias, five handfuls of blessings, six handfuls of shun, seven handfuls of eight handfuls of bed, one pillow and eight handfuls of grass, I wish you all white heads and old together."

"Pour a handful, just a handful, but three years to feed two; The left one, the right one, don't need to be born in two years; The former is sent, and the latter is loose, but three years are a hutong. ”

“……”

Jiang Shiyue: "......"

Is this a daughter-in-law? Or marry a sow?

Fortunately, after loading the pillows, these trivial processes were finally completed.

All of them consciously withdrew from the new house, leaving only Jiang Shiyue's family of three.

Yangyang, who had been holding the book and reading, heard the silence in the room, looked up at Jiang Shiyue and then at Chen Shanhe, turned around and slipped off the kang, and left with the book.

Jiang Shiyue: "......"

People are small and big!

"Tired?"

Jiang Shiyue nodded, "People are tired, and their hearts are even more tired." You shouldn't marry a daughter-in-law, you should marry a sow. A sow that has to give birth to a son! ”

Chen Shanhe: "......"

He sat on the edge of the kang and held Jiang Shiyue's hand, "These are all customs passed down from the older generation, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

"What custom? It's a bad habit! is obviously patriarchal, often sons and grandsons. Jiang Shiyue complained, "You won't also be patriarchal, right?" ”