In just two days, the snow in Shenwu Mountain melted away, and the mink fur coat was worn for just two days before it was put back in the cupboard, waiting for the coming of the next winter.
It was as if God's wind vents had suddenly been shut off. It only took a day or two for the weather to warm up.
It should be the last snow this winter.
A few miles away from the villa, Liu Xiaolou was hiding in the dense forest, wearing a hastily tied straw hat and a black scarf, staring at the winding mountain road at his feet.
The big hole in the middle of the mountain road was well covered by himself, and it would not be exposed. Liu Xiaolou turned around and checked the tree crossbow that was temporarily completed next to him. There was no problem.
When noon passed, there was still no sign of the carriage, which made him feel a little anxious. Today is the wedding day. I sneaked out when I had time, but I couldn't stay here for too long.
Just as he was in a hurry, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a carriage turned into the col. Liu Xiaolou felt happy and was about to
He suddenly froze, threw away his straw hat, took off his black scarf, rushed down, and stopped in front of the carriage.
The horse was startled, raised its front hooves, and neighed thinly. The driver suddenly stopped.
One person got off the car, it was Butler Song. He said in surprise: "Xin" glanced at the car and changed his words: "Why are you here, Master?"
Liu Xiaolou laughed and said: "Aren't you here to see Brother Dong off? When I think of seeing you again after we say goodbye, I feel melancholy. Why is Uncle Song here? Did I make a mistake? Isn't this the case? The car that Brother Dong drove?"
Butler Song smiled: "After all, Mr. Dong was injured in Zhuangzi. Although it was caused by the competition, the master still felt guilty and asked me to give him a ride, and he also made an explanation to the Dong family."
With that said, he turned back to the carriage and said, "Mr. Dong, Mr. Liu is here to see you off."
Suddenly there was an angry voice in the carriage: "Let him go! I don't want to see him! Let's go, cough, go, cough."
Butler Song showed his hands to Liu Xiaolou helplessly: "Master, look"
Liu Xiaolou sighed: "Brother Dong can't forgive me, and there is nothing he can do. I will go to Qishan to accuse Uncle Song in the future. It's been a bumpy road, so I ask Uncle Song to take care of me and not make Brother Dong's injury worse."
Dong Wei shouted in the carriage: "Okay, come on! If you dare to come to Qishan, let's see how I deal with you!"
Butler Song put his head into the carriage to comfort the injured Dong Wei, then looked at Liu Xiaolou, who looked disappointed, and nodded: "I will send Mr. Dong back to Qishan first. Qishan is not far from here. Before dark, I will definitely come back in time, sir, don’t worry.”
Liu Xiaolou said no more, took the reins with his own hands, and guided the carriage for another journey. After watching the carriage leave, he hurriedly opened up the big hole behind him, filled it with soil and buried it again. After that, he stepped on it for a long time to restore the mountain road to its original state.
It's just that the new soil after digging and backfilling is a little different after all, but we can only wait for time to kill it.
Then he dismantled the homemade tree crossbow in the dense forest beside the mountain road, and then returned to the villa.
I was in suspense just now and almost exposed. It seems that my cheap father-in-law is quite polite to Qishan Dong. I will have to think carefully and make long-term plans in the future.
As soon as he entered Zhuangzi, he was caught by several servants. A Saya rushed into the inner house to spread the word: "I have found my uncle, I have found my uncle!"
The others gathered around Liu Xiaolou and rushed towards Gualutang, talking in confusion:
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"Where is my uncle? I'm so worried if I don't see you today!"
"The congratulators are all here..."
"There's only half an hour left, go change clothes quickly, hurry up..."
"Why is my uncle so dirty?"
"Let them boil water first and wait for my uncle to take a bath..."
"Quickly ask Manager Lin to read the guest list to my uncle..."
After entering Zhuangzi, Liu Xiaolou immediately no longer belonged to him. He was dragged by the servants and maids and swarmed into a side courtyard next to Gualudang. His clothes, including his underwear, were stripped off in an instant, and then he was turned around and thrown into the house. He was put into a large wooden barrel and was tossed around with hair brushes by some old ladies. Then he was unknowingly put on a blanket and spun left and right like a spinning top for countless times. His body was already wrapped inside and outside. layer of bright red auspicious clothes.
Manager Lin, who was in charge of greeting foreign guests, held a large hinged book and read out the names of the guests. At the same time, several hands were arranging Liu Xiaolou's hair.
"Deacon Luo, the inner sect member of the Danxia sect, denies Xin... Uncle Mao in Mao Gongtan denies favors... Prince Xunxi denies accusations... Lord Cai of Longhu denies 90%... Third Master Xin of Hongdu never abandons his two sons, Xin Feng, Xin Bao... Jiao Hu, the eldest son of Shizi Ridge... These are the various branches of Danxia. The Jia family in Dongheng Town... the Qian family in Fuzhou... the Lotus Village in Wutong Mountain... the Xiong family in Huagou... the Moon Picking Sect... Zhemei Sect...Fuhumen...Mingyu Guanlei Taoist...This is a high-ranking family that my Su family has made friends with..."
While listening to Manager Lin announcing the names of the guests, Liu Xiaolou tried his best to memorize the facial features of the above-mentioned guests. Although it may not be useful, he was always prepared.
A man walked in through the curtain. He was about forty years old. He had a dignified appearance and a slightly similar face to Su Zhi. Seeing him come in, all the stewards and maids saluted and called him "Second Master", who was Su Zhi's younger brother, Su Xun.
Su Xun glanced at him with a sullen face, and urged: "Hurry up!" Then he glared at Liu Xiaolou with a displeased face: "Today's double cultivation gift, where did you go?"
Liu Xiaolou lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "It's not my fault. I went to see my friend off and came back late."
Su Xun snorted: "If you mess up again, watch your skin carefully!"
There is no way, Liu Xiaolou's status as son-in-law is here, his status is low, he can still hold up half the airs of a master in front of the servants and maids, but in front of the stewards, he is basically an "equal". If it causes trouble in the eyes of the Su family, then But he was really no different from a servant, not to mention that the one who scolded him was the master of the second house, so he could only admit his defeat: "Yes."
Su Xun warned again: "Hurry up, don't miss the good time!" After that, he threw up his sleeves and left.
So the house became busy and chaotic again. Those who were working were working hard, and those who were not working were walking around looking very hard. The servants, maids, and old ladies no longer cared about Liu Xiaolou as a person, but simply regarded Liu Xiaolou as a puppet. Applying it quickly, wiping it and picking it again made him feel dizzy and confused.
This double cultivation ceremony was staged for people to see, announcing that the fifth wife of the Su family was married and that each family no longer had to covet her. Therefore, although the preparation time was hasty, the ceremony was grand.
Liu Xiaolou was pushed out amidst a burst of gongs and drums, passed through the connecting corridor, and pulled to the back door of Gualudang. He was pushed into the lobby in a daze amid loud praises from the master of ceremonies.
Firecrackers were crackling outside the hall, and the hall was full of congratulators watching the ceremony. Amidst all the booing, he finally saw his wife in the agreement for the first time. She was standing opposite him, just a few feet away.
Su Wuniang's head was covered with a bright red hijab, and her body was also wrapped in countless layers of bright red wedding clothes. Her figure and appearance were completely invisible. Even though it was the first time we met, it was as if we hadn't seen her before.
Under the loud shouts of the master of ceremonies, he bowed to Su Wuniang, whom he had never met before.
At this moment, there was a strange and absurd feeling in my heart: Master Dao, am I getting married now?
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