Su Qingyu asked Wu Xin: "Have I slept for two days?"
Wu Xin nodded.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"You didn't ask."
The topic was chatted to death.
Su Qingyu followed her uncle to the Li family mansion.
The uncle's face was pale and his limbs were swollen. He kept walking in front with a fake smile that looked like facial makeup.
On the way, Su Qingyu put on a curious and innocent look and chatted with him: "Uncle, is there a little girl named Xiaohong in the village?"
"Xiao Hong is a very naughty girl. She likes to play hide and seek with others." The uncle turned his head and did not look down at the road, but his pace did not slow down at all. "Have you seen her?"
His smile was twisted and weird.
Su Qingyu found that no matter how steep the mountain road was, he could easily walk over it, which was inconsistent with his bloated body.
"Yeah." There must be a reason why Xiaohong appeared in the secret garden where the three of them were children.
“Xiaohong is an orphan and likes to run around the whole village.
She has a good relationship with the groom and often visits the groom's house with her pet sheep. "
Hearing the sheep, Su Qingyu felt a strong strange feeling in her heart: "I heard that ten years ago, the bridegroom's mother, Widow Song, was accidentally hit and killed by a pickup truck while herding sheep.
Widow Song's father was a very rich executive in the Daystar Group. For some reason, he broke off the relationship with his parents and married Mu Sanlang from the village. "
"Mu Sanlang also had a hard life. He died of an illness at a young age, leaving an orphan and a widower, struggling to make ends meet.
After her husband died, Widow Song wanted to take her son back to live in the city..."
At this point, the uncle paused and stopped talking.
"Then what?" Su Qingyu asked.
The uncle faded the smile on his face and stared at Su Qingyu with dark and empty eyes: "Your boyfriend is not from the village, and you want to marry outside the village.
This is a secret belonging to the village and can only be told to the people in the village. "
Su Qingyu took out one hundred coins and said, "Uncle, I'll treat you to tea."
"You are quite a filial child." The smile returned to the uncle's face, "Only our Gongyang Village can educate such a well-behaved and sensible child like you.
Let uncle chat with you again. "
The uncle accepted the money and softened his attitude a lot. He turned into a humanoid gossip machine and talked endlessly about the affairs of the village.
“There are many customs in our village, for example, men and women must be chaste before marriage.
For another example, if a woman marries into a village, she needs to worship at the ancestral hall and swear to her ancestors that she will never leave the village in her life, otherwise she will be punished.
Speaking of ancestral halls, two days ago, someone burned down the ancestral hall!
If I catch him, I will chop him into pieces! "
The uncle looked angry.
Wu Xin looked calm.
All that was left was that Su Qingyu changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Are there any customs regarding sheep in the village?"
"Sheep are the future of the village."
The woman at the village gate said that dogs are the future of this village.
The uncle at the top of the mountain also said that sheep are the future of this village.
The setting sun is like blood.
A red sedan chair walked on the yellow soil surrounded by the escorting team.
The eight bearers carrying the sedan were wearing the same clothes, their faces were as pale as paper, and their cheeks were painted with round red rouge. They walked mechanically and in unison.
Firecrackers crackled and red debris exploded in the air.
The bride wore a bright red wedding dress and a red hijab covering her face. Only her pale skin and blood-red lips could be vaguely seen.
Shen Sinian came over, pulled Su Qingyu aside, and asked her seriously: "Where have you been these two days?
I've been looking for you but can't find you.
I thought you had already..."
Out of politeness, Shen Sinian did not say the word death.
Su Qingyu still clearly remembered that in the secret garden, Shen Sinian proudly took away the red wedding dress and threw a few cruel words at her.
Today, show so much concern for her.
"What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?" In view of Shen Sinian's previous performance, Su Qingyu was not prepared to give him a good look.
Shen Sinian touched his nose. He had the same qualities as the heroine Luo Zixuan, that is, he could bend and stretch.
"The wedding is about to begin. Let's work together to restore the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend from the beginning."
Su Qingyu looked behind Shen Sinian.
Even with her eyes wide open and her cheeks puffed out, Shen Xitong is cute.
She asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be angry when you say this?"
"Su Qingyu, be serious, I'm not joking." Shen Sinian was still protecting the system, "This is just a dungeon. The dungeon originally arranged for us to become boyfriend and girlfriend.
The bride has been found, and the red wedding dress was given to her by me. As long as the two of us cooperate well, we can pass the S-level level in no time. "
Su Qingyu unhurriedly revealed his thoughts: "What?
You took away the red wedding dress and gave it to the hibiscus flower, but didn't get the reward you wanted? "
Shen Sinian's muscles tensed up, his hands clenched into fists, and his fingers stabbed into his palms spasmodically, leaving deep marks.
His thin lips twisted into a thin line, and his eyes were as cold as ice: "Are you here specifically to laugh at me?"
After Shen Sinian took the red wedding dress, he did find Hua Mujin immediately. Who would have thought that Hua Mujin would get angry at him and say that this was not what she wanted.
Hua Mujin hated Hong Wedding Dress, and even screamed at him. She broke off her head with her hands, and then faced him with the back of her head.
Shen Sinian will always remember that Hua Mujin slowly lifted the hair from the back of her head, and there was actually a shriveled face on the back of her head.
She told him with that face that he would never leave here with the troupe.
Back then, three girls created a secret garden and buried the most precious things in their childhood there.
That thing was not a red wedding dress, but a box with a pattern of three little girls holding hands.
The patterns on the boxes were painted by the girls themselves.
Symbolizing the most precious friendship in their childhood.
What Hua Mujin wants is the box in which she was buried, not the red wedding dress in the box.
At most, Su Qingyu laughed in her heart. On the surface, she still showed no sadness or joy, polite and distant: "Please don't think so. At least you and I still have the common ground of human beings."
"Don't sing too high-key. In one sentence, are you willing to join forces with me again?"
Su Qingyu crossed her hands, rejection written on her face.
"Hmph!" Shen Sinian held Shen Xitong's hand and turned to walk to the Li family mansion to attend the wedding.
Su Qingyu looked at Wu Xin beside her: "Let's go too."
Wuxin extended his flesh and blood hand to Su Qingyu.
"What are you doing?" Su Qingyu looked at his open hands, confused.
Wu Xin pointed at Shen Sinian who was leaving.
Su Qingyu looked at Shen Sinian and Shen Xitong's fingers intertwined, and was stunned for a moment, then asked: "You mean... you want to hold hands?"
Wu Xin nodded.
