"In this box is the dowry I prepared for you. This wedding banquet in our family is to marry a daughter-in-law and a dowry. How can the dowry be done without the dowry? Now the things are in your hands, and you will keep them in the future. I I know that both you and Zhiqiu will live their lives. You can allocate and use the contents as you like. Grandma and I have only one wish. After we get married, we will live a good life. That's it."
After taking the box, Liu Muqiu's eyes were reddish with a smooth and cool touch.
Grandma said a long time ago that she would prepare a dowry for her, but she didn't really care about it.
But when the box was actually handed over to her, she made her cry.
Grandma really treats her like a granddaughter, just like a nun.
"Milk, brother Zhiqiu and I will live a good life after we get married. Your wish is also my wish." Putting the box aside, Liu Muqiu hugged the old woman's waist and snuggled into her arms.
The old lady was busy working on the stove all day, her body was full of smoke, and Liu Muqiu felt not unpleasant when pouring into the tip of her nose.
That is the taste of life.
The people in the entire Liu family compound are living down-to-earth, not seeking prosperity and glory, but only seeking Chang'an for the rest of their lives.
She is truly a member of this family.
"It's a good time, are the people inside ready? Zhiqiu is going in to pick up the bride!"
"Ready!" Liu Muqiu immediately responded with a loud voice before anyone else could answer.
"Puff! Mu Qiu, how much do you hate marrying?" Shi Xianrou chuckled, "You are like this, shall we be embarrassed to know Qiu later?"
Liu Yusheng shook his head and sighed slightly, "I don't think it's necessary. Just open the door and give way. With Mu Qiu's appearance, I can't wait to worship my second brother right away."
Liu Muqiu's face flushed, and his eyes stared to the left, "Where is my red hijab? Slim and gentle, sister-in-law, nanny, please help me find it, Zhiqiu is coming!"
When I pulled the red hijab, I immediately ran to the bed and sat down, folded my hands to make a virtuous and dignified look, "Slim and gentle, or don’t be too embarrassed to know Brother Qiu, let him send you a small red envelope and open the door. , Otherwise the auspicious time will be missed!"
The three people next to each other laughed and hugged again, even Chen Xiulan and Du Juan couldn't help but laugh, and the old woman even smiled.
With footsteps approaching, Liu Muqiu squeezed her hands tightly, her eyelashes under the scarlet hijab were trembling with tension, and the corners of her mouth were arcs that couldn't be suppressed.
She is finally getting married with Zhiqiu, as long as she pays her respects, she will be Zhiqiu's wife.
Now that the wedding dress is put on, Zhiqiu is also waiting at the door to come in and pick her up. There will be no more changes, and it is certain.
She is a person who knows autumn.
Zhiqiu finally belongs to her completely.
The excitement and joy of getting what she wanted made her tremble.
"Xiao Bailian, are you ready? We are going to get married." At the door, the man's low-alcohol voice penetrated.
"Brother Zhiqiu, I'm ready!"
Shi Xianrou was weak, "Little Bailian, you can't talk to the bridegroom official..."
"..." Liu Muqiu choked, "It's all my family, should it be possible?"
Everyone lost their tempers by her hate to marry.
Outside the door, the man heard her answer and smiled cheerfully.
Liu Muqiu quietly bent his eyes.
"Sister-in-law, nanny, stone, red envelopes are ready, just open the door for me, I don't use that form with Xiao Bailian, I and she prefer to go to the house and get married."
"Open the door, open the door, and take someone to Xitang. Everyone is happy!" Qian Wanjin took the red envelope from Liu Zhiqiu's hand and stuffed it in the crack of the door. "Little stone, hurry up, stop the ink, every time you get married, What's the point of embarrassing the groom? When we get married, compare Zhiqiu and Xiao Bailian!"
The people inside covered their faces, and laughed one after another.
Why is it so difficult? The bride and groom agree, open the door.
Otherwise, I won't be complained in the end.
Dujuan stepped forward to open the door, hoping that the stinky boy would become a relative for many years. She even wanted to see them come to the church immediately, and a daughter-in-law would call her mother in front of her in the future.
The door opened with a babble, footsteps approached, a pair of well-knotted hands, separated Liu Muqiu's about to squeeze fingers, bent over and hugged her easily.
"Little Bailian, let's go to the worship hall."
Not daring to speak any more, Liu Muqiu nodded, and the red hijab shook gently with her movements, reflecting the bride's face and shaking the groom's eyes.
The crowd flocked behind a couple of newcomers, and followed them slowly to the hall.
At the entrance of Xinghua Village, horseshoes are screaming.
The steed was swiftly fast, so fast that only a wisp of purple wind passed by.
The guard behind the man pushed the horse as fast as possible and was still thrown a long distance away.
Homecoming is like an arrow.
As soon as I entered the village, I heard the sound of cannons firing from the village.
This is going to worship.
The distance from the entrance of the village to the Liu's compound, at this moment, made the people on horseback feel too long to arrive in a blink of an eye.
The whole aisle was set up at the banquet table for the wedding banquet, and there was no way to move forward at a distance of 100 meters from the compound.
Feng Qingbai got off his horse and ran towards the compound regardless of his loss.
Someone along the road stood up and bowed to call to the prince, deaf, and had no time to pay attention.
Rushing into the courtyard, a couple of newlyweds had just stepped into the hall. Among the crowds, Feng Qingbai saw the figure of dreams and thoughts at a glance, which was plumper than when he left.
The corner of his mouth suddenly raised a smile, slowed down, "Sheng Sheng."
Liu Yusheng quickly turned around.
People in the compound were noisy, and she still heard the soft call in the noise.
-Sheng Sheng.
With eyes facing each other, a soft smile appeared on the woman's face.
Feng Qingbai had a deeper smile on his face, and his Qingjun face was sullen. When he was about to walk towards the woman, he inadvertently glanced over the woman's abdomen, moved back quickly, and stopped.
The smile on his face stiffened.
boom! The man was unstable, fell to the side, knocked over the table next to him, and the table and chopsticks fell to the ground, making a mess.
The vegetable juice stained him all over, embarrassed.
However, her eyes were frozen, without blinking, her abdomen was locked tightly all the time.
Protruding, bulging like a ball.
"Feng Qingbai, you are back." The woman tilted her head slightly, staring at him with a light smile, and under his gaze, she held her abdomen with her hands and used this action to prove his guess.
"Feng Qingbai, why are you still lying on the ground? Get up quickly! I know you are married today, you came back to make trouble!" Behind the woman, Qian Wanjin's voice was screaming as usual.
The man climbed up from the ground and walked towards the woman mechanically.
There was no expression on his face, his eyes widened, dark eyes surged, and the ups and downs in his chest went from light to heavy, and finally became extremely violent.
But he didn't even dare to breathe, holding it back, fearing that he might make a mistake in breathing, and what he saw before him was just an illusion.
The people around watched the prince walking towards Nanling Princess, and did not dare to make any gaffes. None of the familiar guys in the house could bear it, especially to Feng Qingbai.
Qian Wanjin laughed wildly, fingers Feng Qingbai holding his belly, "Fuck, Feng Qingbai, you actually have the same hands and feet!"