Meng Li instinctively grasped the man's hand, but her body still carried its original inertia and fell into his arms.
Her back rested against the man's chest, feeling warm and powerful.
Meng Li's head was dizzy, and she just wanted to lean into such an embrace and didn't want to move.
So, she simply stayed still.
Lu Mu was silent for a moment and picked her up.
His strong arms were as easy as picking up a feather.
Meng Li's face felt a little hot, she put her hand on the man's chest and pushed it.
"Wait for someone to see you."
"So what if you see me? We are husband and wife."
Lu Mu said and hugged her tighter.
After Meng Li concentrated her energy, her consciousness was not so clear. She was dazed and hooked her hand on the man's neck.
Lu Mu has long legs, but he walks very slowly tonight.
Meng Li sniffed the faint scent of agarwood on his body. She probably smelled it every night. If she smelled it too much, this smell actually made her feel addicted.
If she can no longer smell it, will she get used to it?
Meng Li buried her face deeply in the man's arms and rubbed it.
She knew what she was doing now, but it was a little blurry, like an unreal dream.
Wait until tomorrow and forget all about it.
Lu Mu's eyes deepened, and an uncontrollable desire emerged. The temperature of his body continued to increase, as if he was being roasted by fire.
I couldn't help but want to speed up my pace, but I couldn't bear to do so.
He knew that Meng Li just wanted to take advantage of this moment to let herself go, and it would be different when she returned to the yard.
I slowly arrived at the door of my house, feeling that the time was extremely short.
Meng Li pushed Lu Mu's chest down, and suddenly she was full of energy again.
"I'm hungry, let's go eat."
The corner of Lu Mu's mouth twitched: "It wasn't like I didn't have any strength just now."
"I drank the water from the spiritual spring."
Then why didn't you drink it earlier? Lu Mu saw a smile in his eyes and didn't try to expose it.
Everyone in the second room has gone to bed, and there are dishes left for them in the kitchen.
There is a little charcoal fire in the stove hole, water is added to the large pot, a horizontal board is placed above the water, the vegetables are placed on it, and a large lid is placed on top. This is the heat preservation mode of ordinary people's homes.
Several dishes were still hot, and Meng Li took them out one by one.
Meng Li didn't eat dinner and wasted her energy, so she couldn't help but have two bowls, and Lu Mu also had three bowls.
I prepared hot water in another large pot. When I was full, I soaked my feet and prepared for bed.
My whole body felt much more comfortable.
When she got to bed, Meng Li realized that she seemed to have forgotten the yard she was renting.
"Didn't I ask you to collect the things in the room? Where is my little crocodile?"
"I forgot to take it." Lu Mu lay down and said, "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow morning to be busy."
Yes, there will be a banquet tomorrow. In the past two days, the villagers will call each other to spread the news. There are many people who know each other in Donghe Village opposite, and they will also be invited to come.
And in the town, not to mention Boss Liu and Yun Sheng, the neighbors in the alley who are familiar with them also want to invite them. After all, they have to get along with each other in the future.
The two villages are already big, and if we count, thousands of people will come tomorrow.
In the middle of the night, Meng Li looked for her hug as before, groping for her, and her limbs got entangled with the man's body.
Lu Mu slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
On the day of the banquet, everyone in the second room was busy entertaining guests and would not teach, which was equivalent to giving Mr. Jiang a day off.
Before dawn, many villagers came.
A lot of ingredients were piled in the yard in advance, and everyone was busy in different places, killing chickens and rabbits, soaking dried vegetables, and washing ingredients——
The villagers also brought their own tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks, because these were not enough for the host family.
Liu Xiucai in the village is the person who hangs gifts and keeps accounts. The big table is covered with a piece of red paper, and on it is a large flower basket filled with peanuts, melon seeds, candies and biscuits. The person who hangs the gifts can grab a handful and take them away.
Liu Xiucai's handwriting was good and he had the style of a calligrapher. There was a circle of people around the table where the gifts were hung.
As Liu Xiucai started writing, some people couldn't help but exclaimed.
"If he had been elected, Liu Xiucai's calligraphy would have been hung in all the official houses."
"Yeah yeah."
Liu Xiucai had been taking the imperial examination for several years but failed. However, now that he is in his fifties, he has given up on it and teaches at the ancestral hall in the village.
Most people ask for one or two hundred cents, but those with better connections will ask for three to five hundred cents.
However, when they saw the ingredients, they knew it would be a sumptuous feast, so many people added fifty to a hundred cash.
The Qi family came and hung up three liang in a generous manner.
Boss Liu hung up five taels.
Yunsheng also followed suit.
Father Lu and Lu Cheng paid twenty taels. However, there was no reason why a father would give a gift to his son's family, so it was recorded in Lu Cheng's name.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Some people muttered: The Lu family is so rich.
Taking out so much at once is not like trying to make a fool of yourself.
Someone whispered: "The second wife of the Meng family is so rich. As an in-law, wouldn't she help?"
Everyone suddenly realized that the second wife of the Meng family was kind.
Twenty coins were placed on the gift table.
He had never seen someone with so little money. Liu Xiucai suspected that the other party had taken the wrong money and looked up at the other party.
The person who hung up the gift was none other than Boss Meng.
Liu Xiucai even thought it was impossible. Boss Meng was the second uncle of the Meng family.
His expression was pleading, even suggestive.
Seeing that he was delayed in writing, Mr. Meng frowned.
"Hang up the gift and write it down."
"That's it, twenty cents?"
"I am their uncle. Since they have lost their parents, Mrs. Shen and I are their elders. It is against the rules to give them gifts. Twenty cents is enough for the sake of meaning." This ridiculous sentence popped out of Mr. Meng's mouth. .
It was the first time for everyone to hear this truth, and it was an eye-opener.
They all looked at Boss Meng with inhuman eyes, and they were all filled with disgust.
"Shouldn't the uncle pay more? Not to mention one or two taels, but seven or eight hundred cash should be spent."
"Yeah, it's so shameless to spend such a small amount of money to send beggars to your niece and nephew's wedding banquet, just to take advantage."
The onlookers criticized him one after another, and Liu Xiucai also put down his pen and stopped writing with a cold face.
"Then don't hang up. You shouldn't hang up in the first place. Giving them 20 cents is an advantage for them. They are a few little bastards." Mrs. Shen grabbed a lot of snacks from the basket and stuffed both sleeves. It was full, and I used a bib to carry it.
Meng Dawang was also on the side, imitating her approach, and some snacks fell to the ground. Meng Dawang couldn't even bend down to pick them up because he had too many in his arms.
In the blink of an eye, a lot of snacks in the basket disappeared.
Others just grab a handful as a token gesture, and those children who like to eat snacks will most likely go back to get some after eating. This pair of grandparents and grandchildren showed their shamelessness to the fullest,
"Why are you here having a drink without a gift?"
Someone called Zhao Lizheng over, and Zhao Lizheng also looked rude.
"Go home, don't ruin everyone's fun."
