"Oh my God, if we didn't know the inside story and knew that this young boy was getting married to Yu Jingui, otherwise, I would have thought that some young lady from a member's wife's family got off the sedan chair. Isn't this too lavish?" Yang Huamei couldn't help but marvel. road.
Yang Ruoqing said: "The dowry is all in these jewelry!"
Not only were Yu Jingui's hands covered with silver bracelets, but there were also silver necklaces hanging around her neck.
She is wearing a bright red wedding dress, and her head is covered with a veil. No need to guess, there is probably gold and silver shining on her head and ears, right?
This is using the little money Yang Yongqing earned from working as a waiter in a restaurant in the past few years to put all of it into jewelry. Yu Jingui is really willing to give it up!
She also engages in ostentation. She is already married for the second time, and yet she got married in such a high-profile manner.
However, the key to how we will live in the future is to be down-to-earth with the high profile.
Surrounded by everyone, Yu Jingui got off the sedan. The old Yang family had already arranged for Quanfu people to wait at the door.
The Quanfu person is none other than Xiao Yaxue, who helped Huang Mao enter the Sun family last time.
Xiao Yaxue smiled and stepped forward to support Yu Jingui and walked to the door of the old Yang's hall.
As usual, there is a brazier at the door of the main room, and the bride has to step over the brazier when entering.
The supporter will also make some gestures to push the bride's waist down a few points. This hardly requires a Quanfu person to do this, because the bride is well aware of this process.
They will take the initiative to bend down and enter the door of their husband's house.
Xiao Yaxue helped Yu Jingui to the brazier. When she stepped over, Xiao Yaxue gently pressed Yu Jingui's waist again out of habit.
Unexpectedly, what he got in exchange was not Yu Jingui's cooperation.
Yu Jingui stood up suddenly and screamed at the top of his voice towards Xiao Yaxue.
"Who are you? Why are you pressing my waist?"
Xiao Yaxue was stunned.
Her other hand was still gently supporting Yu Jingui's arm and she forgot to take it back, but Yu Jingui threw Xiao Yaxue's hand away.
"Take your hand away, I'll leave on my own!" Yu Jingui said angrily, and then walked away directly.
Because her head was covered with a red hijab, which blocked her sight, she stepped over with her front foot, but her back foot failed to follow in time and stepped into the brazier.
"oops!"
Yu Jingui screamed in surprise and kicked over the brazier placed at the door of the main room.
The charcoal fire inside rolled out, sparks flew, and there were people all around who came to watch the excitement. There was a commotion in the crowd and they retreated in panic.
Most of the people who crowded in the front to watch the excitement were children, and Xiao Hei's heartbreaking cry could be heard from the crowd.
This shocked Yang Huamei, who was standing further back in the crowd, "No, my little blackie was burned off!"
When everyone stepped back, Yang Huamei and Yang Ruoqing pushed forward desperately.
The brazier in front was indeed splashed all over the floor.
Xiao Yaxue held Xiao Hei, and Xiao Hei cried out of breath in Xiao Yaxue's arms.
Luo Baobao, Dabai Dazhi and other children were so frightened that they hid behind Xiao Yaxue.
"Xiao Hei!"
Yang Huamei shouted, and hurried over to take Xiao Hei's hand and look at it carefully in front of her eyes.
Everyone who was watching the excitement and welcoming the bride came to their senses at this time, and everyone was stunned, including the groom Yang Yongqing.
When Yang Ruoqing came closer, she first saw several holes in Xiao Yaxue's skirt, apparently burned by charcoal sparks, but the children she was protecting behind her were all fine.
"What kind of trick is this? How can any bride kick the charcoal brazier like this? Yu Jingui, who are you showing off to?"
Yang Ruoqing scolded unhappily.
Yu Jingui was also stomping there, trying to push away the ashes.
Hearing Yang Ruoqing's scolding, she stood there with her hands on her hips and snorted: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that the charcoal brazier almost burned my embroidered shoes? It was such a hindrance, so I kicked her down!"
Yang Ruoqing stepped forward, pulled off the red hijab on Yu Jingui's head and threw it to the ground, then pointed at the charcoal brazier: "This is a custom. Do you know what a custom is?"
When the red hijab was lifted, the people watching on the side took a breath again.
Why?
Because the face under the hijab is heavily made-up, and the face is so white that you could easily put two ounces of powder on it and knead it.
And these lips are simply bloody red.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. For a moment, it was difficult to merge the woman in front of her with heavy makeup, thin eyebrows, small eyes, flat nose and thin lips with the Yu Jingui in her memory.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that I haven't seen Yu Jingui for several years, right?
The last time I saw Yu Jingui was when Yang Ruohe married Yu Jinbao. She followed Sun and the others to Yu Jinbao's house to deliver 'combing oil'.
Now, Yang Ruohe's child is three years old. Moreover, this is not the first child. The first child slipped. This is the second child.
At that time, Yu Jingui looked thin and small, only about 1.5 meters tall.
But his actual age is several months older than Yang Ruohe.
Three or four years have passed. Yu Jingui has grown much taller and his face has become much rounder. The only thing that has not changed is his facial features.
Just like back then, he seemed to be a mean and difficult person to get along with at first glance.
"What kind of customs are you talking about with such a shameless person? Just slap him with a big slap in the face!"
Yang Huamei's angry voice suddenly sounded in her ears, pulling Yang Ruoqing back from her thoughts.
Yang Huamei rushed up, grabbed Yu Jingui by the collar, and slapped her heavily made-up face with her hand!
"Snapped!"
It was crisp and loud, causing everyone around to become silent for a moment.
Yu Jingui covered her face, turned around, and looked at Yang Huamei who was still raising her hand in front of her. She couldn't believe it, and her eyes were as big as a bell.
"Are you that green onion? Dare you hit me?" Yu Jingui asked.
Then he raised his hand and slapped Yang Huamei on the face.
It was also clear and loud, and it also made the people around them have their jaws almost drop to the ground.
Yang Huamei is not a loser, especially when Xiao Hei was burned by a spark and cried bitterly. This motherly love made her fighting power explode instantly.
"Aren't you a second-hand guy too arrogant? I won't call you Yang Huamei until I beat you to death."
Yang Huamei pulled up her sleeves and reached out with both hands, grabbed Yu Jingui's neck and pinched her with all her might, until she gritted her teeth and showed her fierce look.
Yu Jingui is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
One hand grabbed Yang Huamei's hair and pulled hard, almost pulling Yang Huamei's scalp off. The pain was so painful that Yang Huamei almost burst into tears.
Then the other hand scratched and scratched Yang Huamei's chest, as if fighting with a crazy wild cat.
The feet of the two of them are not idle. You can kick me over and I can kick them over. They are doing it ping ping ping pong. , the fight was dazzling.
Yang Ruoqing wanted to go up to help, but Yang Huamei shouted: "No one is allowed to interfere, I have to repair this second-hand product!"
