After reading the auspicious days of the zodiac, the wedding is scheduled for seven days.
Compared with ordinary people's financing half a year in advance, it is a little hasty.
Fortunately, he has a good network of connections. The master chef dedicated two apprentices to cook the dishes. Zheng Ruqian was responsible for the seasonal vegetables and dry goods, Jiang Sheng was responsible for the meat, and all the happy words posted were handed over to Xu Mo.
Even with the odd jobs, Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan were asked to help out.
Neither party is a native of Fengjing, and they don’t have that many relatives and friends. It is expected that only three or four tables will be enough, and the courtyard and the main hall will be just enough.
It's just that the table and chairs have to be borrowed. It's rare for the big shopkeeper to be a good person and stand up and say that Youranju can provide it.
By the time everything is ready, the wedding will only be a day or two away.
Jiang Sheng and Xiaozhu pushed Zhang Xianglian to Tiansi Fang. After trying on three or five sets of wedding dresses, they unanimously chose the one with the highest price.
"It's too expensive, no way." Zhang Xianglian felt distressed, "I only wear it once, I can't use something so expensive."
"Don't worry, aunt, we'll give it to you." Jiang Sheng grinned broadly, "My brothers and I will pay for this wedding dress and give it to our favorite aunt."
Zhang Xianglian's eyes were moist, but she still shook her head firmly, wanting the cheapest one.
Jiang Sheng ignored her and gave Xiaozhu a look.
Wang Xiaozhu immediately pushed Zhang Xianglian to look at the others. By the time the phoenix crown jewelry was picked out, the most expensive wedding dress had been sent back to the second courtyard.
The night before the wedding is also commonly known as makeup night.
The bride's family members need to send gold and silver to the bottom of the cage, so it is also called the bottom of the cage.
Jiang Sheng took back his silk-wrapped gold bracelet and felt distressed for a moment, but was quickly dispelled by the joy in the courtyard.
She walked through the swaying red lanterns, stepped on the lively candlelight, and walked into the bedroom with the big red word "Happy" on it.
Sitting on the wedding bed inside was a slender and frail woman. She walked from Shilipu Village to Fengjing. In more than thirty years, she gave birth to four children, but none of them survived.
But she was not alone, because the people standing outside the door were all her children.
"Auntie." Jiang Sheng called sweetly, "We are adding makeup to you."
Gold bracelets, gold necklaces, mandarin duck purses, jade pendants, and land deeds to dozens of acres.
There was also an envelope, which was given by Chang Yan, and he gently warned, "Auntie, don't read it in a hurry. We'll read it on the wedding night."
The eyes of the brothers and sisters beside me clearly showed disdain: You are the only one who can pretend to be mysterious.
Chang Yan laughed and returned his gaze to his aunt.
The sudden large amount of gold and silver, as well as the paper with her name written on it, could be seen to be valuable even if Zhang Xianglian didn't know the goods.
"You..." she choked, "don't spend any more money. I can't have it. You are still children..."
"I hope that my aunt can be happy, and I also hope that my aunt will never be afraid." Xu Mo, as the representative, spoke softly and powerfully, "This is my aunt's home, and we are my aunt's family. Whenever my aunt is wronged, just come and find her." The family is talking.”
It's not water thrown out, nor ball thrown out.
You are a family person.
Zhang Xianglian burst into tears. The contrast between the misery of the past and the happiness at the moment was so dreamy that it felt unreal.
Warmth is actually not hard to come by, even if you are eating chaffy vegetables, as long as you are loved, as long as there is still love.
There was a knock on the door from outside. Someone hurriedly lowered the bolt, and someone strode over. Even the heavy breathing could be clearly heard.
When the footsteps stopped, the people outside the door already had tears in their eyes, "Sister, congratulations."
Zhang Xianglian looked up in shock and saw her old friend thousands of miles away, "Cui'er, Qiquan, what are you doing..."
Don't talk about her anymore, Jiang Sheng's brother and sister both stared.
Only the God of Changyan was there, smiling calmly.
"Thanks to Xiaosong for sending us the news." Liu Cui walked in and looked Zhang Xianglian up and down. "Qi Quan and I rushed over after receiving the news. Fortunately, we were in time."
As for the eight-part buttocks and the hard work of traveling all night, I never mentioned it.
"It's good to be here, it's good to be here." Zhang Xianglian wiped her tears, "I'm going to find a place for you to rest. You must be exhausted. Have you eaten yet? I'm going to make some food."
"Oh, I'm getting married tomorrow, and I'm still busy with this and that. We've booked an inn, so there's no shortage of food and drink." Liu Cui held her down, "Sister, let us talk to each other about what's on our minds and spend time with you." You can."
The door to the bedroom was closed, and the two sisters laughed with tears in their eyes and talked about the past few years.
Only Zhang Qiquan, touching his sore waist and rumbling hungry intestines, looked at Zheng Ruqian pitifully, "Master, she's not hungry, I am."
There is no shortage of food in the courtyard where a banquet is being held.
The master chef came over at some unknown time. After formally meeting with Zhang Qiquan, he cooked a bowl of salty soup on the spot and ate it with pancakes. It was simply delicious.
Two bowls were also sent to the bedroom, urging them to go to bed early.
On the wedding day, the newlyweds have to get up before dawn to take a bath. They also have to invite the Five Fortune Lady to comb their hair and prepare the young labor force to carry the dowry.
The betrothal gift was delivered yesterday, without even untying the big red flowers, and was delivered to Kong's house together with the dowry.
As the sun rises, the energetic master comes with people to pick up the bride.
A few naughty boys headed by Zheng Ruqian often came up with bad ideas to stop him. They also copied many acid poems for the groom to read, which made everyone present have their teeth dropped.
When the groom finally saw the newlyweds, the master was so nervous that he couldn't say a word. The head shopkeeper with a shiny face stepped forward and said, "Congratulations, sister-in-law. Congratulations, sister-in-law. The auspicious time has come. Let's get on the sedan chair."
"Let's go, get on the sedan chair!"
Zhang Xianglian had no brothers from her mother's side, so she was carried steadily on the sedan chair by the strong and powerful Fang Heng.
Her children stood nearby, smiling and clapping their hands, beaming with joy.
"Auntie, be happy."
"Sister Xianglian, live a good life!"
In addition to Jiang Wu, the seven young men, plus Wang Xiaosong, carried the eight-carat sedan in unison.
Wang Xiaozhu followed behind, holding a lot of copper coins in his hand, and scattered them wherever there were many children, attracting countless cheers and blessings.
When the sedan chair moves away, the sound of the suona also moves away.
The bustling and roaring courtyard calmed down, and only the aroma lingering in the big iron pot proved that this was a wedding banquet.
"So this is how it feels to marry a girl off." Jiang Sheng sighed maturely, "The sedan chair is gone, it feels a bit cold."
All the excitement behind it was in Kong's house, at the man's house.
Fortunately, there were still guests coming to the banquet, most of whom were Zhang Xianglian's acquaintances in the workshop. Miao Zhaoying and Daya also came and were handing over money in the gift book.
Ordinary people were poor and could only pay more than ten or twenty yuan for a wedding banquet. However, Xu Mo, who was responsible for copying, was still very serious and recorded the names of people one after another in Juanxiu's handwriting.
Until someone put down fifty taels of silver ingots.
"Sister Tan Yue." Jiang Sheng was surprised and happy, "Why are you here? And brother He Rui, are you here for the banquet?"
"Yes." Tan Yue chuckled, "We are here on behalf of the old lady. This is a gift from Jiang Mansion."
"Then take a seat quickly, the food will be served soon." Jiang Sheng, like a little grown-up, invited them to sit down neatly.
When Wang Xiaosong and others who sent the sedan chair came back, the wedding banquet was officially served.
The vegetables are fresh and the meat is plentiful. Although it is more expensive than Bubuyouranju, it is also a rare treat for ordinary people.
Jiang Sheng's face glowed red after eating, and he shouted to leave a portion for Aunt Zhang so that she could try it too.
Everyone is happy and happy.
Only the thin boy hid his sadness. He stood on the window sill where his elder brother was studying, looking at the second brother who was laughing heartily, stroking the long knife that the third brother carried with him, and twisting the silver needle that the fourth brother rarely left his hand.
Finally, he folded up his sister's red headband and put it solemnly into his sleeve. He picked up the ink pen and moved it gently on the rice paper.
"I have been away from home for too long and it's time to return. Don't miss me, your forever Xiao Wu."
