Looking at the dignified aunt in front of the two of them, Lan Bujin.
Peng Chen and Qianmai sighed secretly: There really is no free lunch in this world. For the first time in his life, he ate free food, and he was immediately caught on the spot. With such good luck, I don’t know if I go back to buy a lottery ticket, will I win 100% of the lottery
The two of them are considering how they can strive for "leniency" from the master's family.
Unexpectedly, at this time, the chubby aunt suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Qianmai’s hand, and smiled relievedly: “A Cai, the serving helper, really didn’t lie to me, there really is a yellow~flower~big~girl here. ~Female."
As soon as the aunt's crisp voice fell, Qian Mai was sadly reminded. Where does this go? Auntie! I ate free food, but your old man doesn’t need to say that, right
Latent Wheat wants to cry without tears. Peng Chen looked for help. It's okay not to look at it, but at a glance, it is even more sad. This guy is clearly an accomplice, but now standing idle on the side, grinning openly and laughing.
"Husband and girl (girl), come here, it's easy to talk." Aunt Lan Bujin pulled Dianmai to the far corner on the right, looked around at no one, then lowered her voice and said:
"Today is my youngest daughter coming out of the cabinet. We have prepared everything carefully, but we have a lot to do, but we didn’t count that this welcoming team would have an accident. On the way just now, an uncle’s daughter suddenly had heat stroke. She was able to support it completely. It’s a blessing to be here. When I go back, I will definitely have to change people. But in the mountains, for a while, where can we go to find the husband and daughter who is not out of the pavilion? Going out to look for it will definitely miss the auspicious time. Sixty-six is a good luck, everything is auspicious, husband and wife, you can do a favor, make up the number, and take a trip for my house, right?"
After understanding the meaning of Auntie, Qian Mai and Peng Chen looked at each other and asked each other's opinions silently.
After thinking about it, Peng Chen nodded, leaned forward, and whispered in Jintian dialect: "Go and help them be bridesmaids. In this way, we won't be considered for nothing."
cut. Not to mention it's okay, as soon as Qianmai's small face sinks. Glancing round his eyes, he gave him a fierce look. He kept slandering and said: You know that if you push others out, you can eat N times more food than me.
Peng Chen automatically deciphered Qian Mai's complaint gaze, but he had no choice but to return a very innocent look at her: I am willing to pay the debt by work, but unfortunately they do not lack the best man.
Latent Wheat choked. Tell yourself that she is definitely not doing work to pay off debts, but helping others.
But as soon as she spoke, she knew that she was not good at talking, and that her words were not justified: "Auntie, we are passing by out-of-town Han people. Can't find a place to eat... Come in and ask for food..."
Khan, is there such a dumb person? Actually don't confess. And how awkward to hear this. Peng Chen glanced contemptuously at Qian Mai. In front of the stranger, it was considered righteous, so I didn't need to urge him to stand up and help:
"Auntie, we are Han Chinese. Judging from the costumes of the bridal welcoming team that just entered, you should be She ethnicity. Is there no ethnic rule for bridesmaids here? We are afraid of accidentally colliding, so we dare not agree."
Aunt Lan Bukin's eyes were sharp, she swept across the suspicious red clouds on their faces, and suddenly realized. He waved his hands again and again and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. I want to be happy with you. Such handsome cubs and husbands, we usually do not invite them. You two stand in the line, but you can give our parents a face. It's a child."
At this point, the two cannibalistic people obediently followed their aunt into the back house.
In the two-story ordinary house, the groom has lit up the red lantern in front of the bride's boudoir. At this moment, the She language "Blessing Song" came out again. The welcoming bridegroom, the red man, left their feet outside, and the woman’s relatives and friends served delicious dishes and were welcoming them.
In view of the difference between men and women, Peng Chen stayed outside. Qian Mai was held by her aunt and entered the bride's boudoir.
In Huayang, the Han and She peoples have always lived in harmony, living together under the same blue sky, and they already have the same language and dress habits. Usually walking on the street, if it is not specially introduced, no one can distinguish with the naked eye which are Han and which are She. Of course, on a few special days, She people still wear national costumes and act in accordance with traditional customs. Just now, if it were not for the arrival of the wedding party in ethnic costumes, both Peng and Qian thought it was just an ordinary Han wedding. Even when entering the outer room, the eighteen-color make-ups lined up one by one are the same as the Han Chinese dowry.
Seeing Qianmai coming in, all the ladies sighed and let out a long sigh. Everyone gave her a sincere smile, but they didn't stop the folk song.
Latent wheat asked Aunt Lan Bula to sit down in front of the dressing table, and the pony tail was untied, her black hair pouring down like a waterfall, and her aunt dexterously groomed her.
This is the first time she has truly experienced a She people wedding.
In the past, she had only watched folk wedding performances on "Fair and Scenery". Qianmai thinks that those shows and actors are too fake and vulgar, and there are so many flowers, which ruined the splendid She people's culture.
At this moment, it is full of interest to be able to participate in the original Khan's wedding of She people. Although he was sitting upright, his eyes were secretly glanced at the bride Chi Niang who was sitting in front of him from time to time. Today, everyone is wearing national costumes, especially the bride's exquisite red embroidered "Phoenix Dress". The color of Ji Qing reflected on her condensed skin, making Li Di Shuangmao more shy and timid.
Few people among the younger generation can sing traditional folk songs. At this time, in addition to the bride Chi Niang, there were also several elderly grandma sitting in the middle of the room. The wrinkled faces of the old people beamed with smiles, and they sang the "Farewell Song of Thanksgiving" that accompanied their marriage decades ago. In this situation, would they think of the same shy and timid little daughter herself? .
The bride obviously doesn't know how to sing folk songs, and every sentence just trails behind jerkily. From time to time, he rhymed the wrong rhyme, blushing like a child, bowed his head to wring the handkerchief.
Qian Mai felt that none of this would detract from her natural beauty. She even felt that the moment she lowered her head, the ornaments on the top of her head were ringed with jingle bells, reflecting two or three peach blossoms on her cheeks. There was no shyness of a water lotus.
"Oh, my husband is so handsome, and she will be a'golden phoenix' when she grows up." Aunt Lan Bujin skillfully buns the hare wheat, and fixes "gie" with a few strings of porcelain beads. Looking at the look of her husband and woman Shui Lingling in the mirror, she smiled with satisfaction.
For the first time combing the She ethnic group's hair bun, looking at the charming and strange self in the mirror, Qian Mai felt a momentary trance. When did I change myself and become a vivid Sheshan girl? With such a natural and natural look, it's a pity not to be a folk actor. Latent wheat was so beautiful in her heart that she took a set of ethnic blue cloth-sleeved floral dress that her aunt pulled out from the cabinet, and spontaneously went to the back of the curtain and put it on again. Leave time for the mother and daughter of the bride who are silent in the room, but have a thousand words to talk to.
There are not so many rules for weddings in ordinary farmhouses. The banquet has just been taken down, and it will be auspicious. The people who drank the wedding wine stayed as usual, and the people who could sing also sang the "Blessing Song" spontaneously to see off the bride.
When the simple and tall bridegroom came in, he had more beautifully packaged "Red Roses and Gypsophila" bouquets in his hand, 19 "love you forever", which caused a lot of young Chi Niang snickers. The bright red umbrella opened, the bride took the bouquet, walked shyly under the red umbrella, and stepped out of the room with the groom.
Immediately, the mountain singing outside became louder, and crackling firecrackers sounded in the yard.
Qian Mai carried a retro glass oil lamp that had been ignited, and Yi Bu Yi Shi followed a Chi Niang out of the yard. In the front, there was a Tiaolang carrying her dowry to clear the way, and in the middle was Chilang Chiniang hugging the bride and groom singing and laughing. The task of Qianmai, to put it bluntly, is to make up an auspicious number. It doesn't matter if she can't sing, it doesn't matter if she doesn't understand the rules, as long as she obediently follows the "marriage" army.
From a distance, she saw Peng Chen following the drum band, walking at the forefront of the "Marriage" team. "Kacha" and "Kacha" flashed fiercely, thinking that I took a lot of photos. As if he was enjoying himself, he stood still by the side of the road, quietly watching the "marriage" team march forward. But when everyone walked over, he saw him rushing back to the front of the team again, staring at the women one by one. Seeing a group of women and Chi Niang blushing, they quietly talked about this handsome young son.
Hey, is he looking for himself? When Qian Mai was mixed in Chi Niang's team and walked straight past, he couldn't help but laugh and hurt his intestines. Don't worry right now, who just let go of your feet and ran around to take pictures
Seeing Peng Chen spread his long legs and ran towards the opposite soil yard, Qian Mai hurriedly put away his teasing heart, and hurriedly called out to him: "Peng Chen. I am here!"
Hearing the light and crisp sound of a yellow oriole coming from a piece of drum music, Peng Chen hurriedly stopped and turned around, only to see a shen girl waving at him in front of him.
I hurriedly turned around and ran forward to take a look, isn't it the latent wheat that has been holding back a very hard smile
Hu He approached with panting, couldn't help but glanced at someone innocent, Peng Chen angrily smiled: "Is it fun? I was scared to death by you."
Hey, your eyesight is too bad. Latent wheat belly slander, turned a deaf ear to Peng Chen's words, and while following the line, he raised the skirt to himself, and said with a smile: "It's pretty. It was worn by the bride's sister when she was a child."
After calming down the panic, Peng Chen lightly glanced at the clothes of Qianmai, curled his lips non-committal, and said, "Bring me your bag. Wearing this national costume with a leather bag is nondescript. You go forward." Let me take a picture for you."
Latent Wheat is not contrived, just handed it over. Don’t forget to whisper as I walked: “It’s beautiful, I’ll take it back and show it to my parents. This is my first time as a bridesmaid. I want to keep it as a memorial.
Peng Chen responded and raised the camera to adjust the focus. As I was about to continue filming, Qian Mai couldn't stand it first and called out: "Enough, there are already a lot of pictures."
"Not too much. Let's shoot again when there is a beautiful scenery ahead." Peng Chen stopped, and was okay. He looked forward and asked, "Why does the bridegroom brother hold a red umbrella for the bride?"
"Red ward off evil spirits. The bridegroom's umbrella should be used to protect the bride's life from wind and rain. We don't hold a red umbrella at Jintian." Qianmai is also not sure.
"I just asked about the bridegroom's eldest brother outside. His family lives near Fengshuwan. We will wait for the past. If it is too late, he will ask someone to take us back to Huayang."
"Let's take a look. They are very busy today. If you don't have trouble, don't bother. I remember there seems to be a highway over there. Then let's see if we can go back by ourselves."
"Okay. Will you be in Huayang tomorrow?"
"No. I will go home with my grandparents tomorrow. There are a lot of things at home and very busy."
"Then see you in our school. School will start in a while, and I will show you pictures when that time."
"Okay."...
On Qianmo Road, there is a drum band in front of the "Marriage" team, and a tape recorder sings pop music. The Chilangchi girl in the middle will also sing a she song when there is someone’s house, and give out wedding candy to those watching the bustle. fruit. Everyone was very busy, so no one noticed that two people in the large army were too idle to panic. They used the Jintian dialect they didn’t understand. They went up and down for five thousand years, 90,000 miles, and chatted for a long, long time... (to be continued) , If you want to know what’s going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, the author is supported, and the genuine reading is supported!)