Chapter 9 Engagement

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Wang Changling chose the day of the Little Dragon Boat Festival on May 5th to get engaged. Since the Wang family is also a famous family in Zhiyang Village, and the in-laws are members of the famous He family in Zhiyang Village, the engagement gifts prepared by the Wang family are of course prepared according to the high standards of Zhiyang Village.

After breakfast, there was a burst of firecrackers in the Wang family courtyard, and a marriage-seeking procession of more than ten people set off from the Wang family. The one at the front was the quick-talking matchmaker. Today's Kuaizui Matchmaker is particularly happy, because being a matchmaker like this is really cost-effective. She doesn't need to move her Kuaizui matchmaker too much, nor does she need to walk too far. Just drink the ready-made wedding wine and take the ready-made money. And this portion of silver must not be light. Next came more than a dozen bearers, carrying wine jars, pork, chickens, ducks, goose, fish, candies and pastries, and clothes for the woman. Wang Changling stood at the back of the team with a bright face. Looking at the mighty team, she felt a sense of complacency in her heart. A pair of keen eyes glanced at both sides of the street from time to time, looking at the faces of the people standing in front of the door to watch the excitement. From time to time, someone pointed at Wang Changling, mumbling something, thinking to himself , are you envious? The most beautiful woman in Zhiyang Village belongs to me, Wang Changling, but you must not be jealous. In Zhiyang Village, I, Wang Changling, am the only one who is worthy of her, the daughter of the He family. Only I, Wang Changling, can be paired with her, Miss Furong. , Only then can everyone be convinced.

Now that the team has arrived in front of the He family's courtyard, someone from the He family has already taken over the burden. Wang Changling lit the prepared firecrackers, and the roaring sound of firecrackers immediately made the people in Zhiyang Village active. They walked out of the house one after another and asked each other what message the firecrackers conveyed to everyone. Since people convey information through the sounds they make through their mouths, this information spreads very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the entire Zhiyang Village knew the news: Wang Changling, the eldest son of Wang Mingzhe in the north of the village, and He Yuanwai in the center of the street. The eldest daughter, Miss Furong, is getting engaged today. The news immediately aroused a strong response in Zhiyang Village, with admiration everywhere. However, it also brought disappointment to many young people who had wishful thinking about Miss Furong.

The marriage-seeking team entered the He family compound. People greeted each other with polite words such as "Busy," "Hard work!" and "You're welcome, you're welcome." But all the people in the He family and the relatives who came to drink the wedding focused their attention on Wang Changling, the long-known great poet of Zhiyang Village and He Yuanwai's groom.

People pass through the aisle in front of the south room, enter the hanging flower door, and enter the main courtyard. Then, the guests were arranged to rest in the hall of the main room. The reception staff sifted the tea for the guests and placed candies and pastries on a large round table. Now Wang Changling is greeting his relatives and family members gracefully. Kuaizui Matchmaker introduced some important relatives to Wang Changling: "They are grandparents, he is uncle, she is aunt, this is uncle, they are aunt and uncle, he is uncle, this is aunt, she It's the second uncle, they are the eldest uncle and the younger uncle..." Every time the Kuaizui matchmaker introduces someone, Wang Changling has to say hello in time. Wang Changling's graceful performance was praised by all the guests, and everyone looked at Wang Changling's every move with admiring eyes.

Now there is a middle-aged couple standing in front of Wang Changling. Wang Changling is excited. Although Wang Changling is no stranger to them and has called them "uncle and aunt" many times, they can no longer call them "uncle and aunt". Although Wang Changling was a little nervous, Wang Changling responded calmly and graciously: "Dad! Mom!"

"Hey, this child is different if he is knowledgeable. Call us mom and dad!" Furong's mother was very happy. Her mouth stretched into a long slit on both cheeks. Her face was full of happiness, and her sweet smile almost fell from her face. Overflow and flow downward.

Furong's mother saw her little daughters all around her brother-in-law, so she ordered: "Lotus Water Zhihanlian, why don't you hurry up and bring your brother-in-law to your eldest sister?"

The younger daughters agreed, and the stars held the moon and embraced their brother-in-law as they walked towards the embroidery building in the west wing.

Furong was currently watching from the embroidery building. At this moment, it was inconvenient for Furong to move around. This was the rule for a woman waiting to be married. But Furong couldn't bear to hide in the embroidery room. From time to time she would look in the corridor and listen to the sound of the wind below. When the rumbling sound of firecrackers sounded, Furong's heart also became excited. Furong knew the meaning of this rumbling sound. It meant that her relationship with Brother Changling had become public from now on, and everyone in Zhiyang Village was It's good to know that she is Wang Changling's wife. In this way, some guys who are shameless in front of her will no longer have to waste their efforts.

After the rumbling sound of firecrackers stopped, Furong opened her ears to listen in the corridor. From the noisy sounds, Furong's ears filtered out the sounds related to Brother Changling. On the one hand, Brother Changling and his relatives The sounds of greeting are on the one hand the sounds of relatives praising Brother Chang Ling. Listening to those voices, Fleur felt a sense of pride in perfect love.

Suddenly she heard her mother's voice: "Hey, this child is different if he is educated. Call us mom and dad!" An indescribable expression appeared on Furong's face. It was the same expression as her mother at this time. An expression full of happiness. Then she heard her mother's words, "Lotus water, zhihanlian, why don't you bring your brother-in-law to your eldest sister quickly?" Furong knew that Brother Changling was coming, so she walked into the embroidery building, picked up needle and thread, and pretended to do it. Started working as a female celebrity.

Several little girls accompanied their brother-in-law to the embroidery building. They watched him enter the embroidery room. The little girls said, "Sister, let's go outside to play" and walked away with noisy footsteps.

"These ghost girls, there is really nothing they can do." Furong said this and immediately changed the subject: "Are you here too?"

"Shouldn't I come?"

"I mean, maybe you..." Furong was gossiping while doing needlework. In fact, she had already known that Brother Changling would definitely come.

"What? Are you ready to be a mother?"

"I'm not shy. Before I even wrote the word 'do', I already wanted to be a father. I'm really not shy."

Wang Changling heard something from Furong's words. The word "do" hasn't been written yet. Doesn't this mean that she and I haven't done that yet? Changling thought that she might be a little anxious. Thinking of this, Changling's heart moved and she stretched out her arms to take Furong into her arms. Then the two lips came together again.

However, both Changling and Furong were still sensible and knew that they could not stay in the embroidery room for too long today, especially they could not let others see them hugging each other in the embroidery room at this time, so they resolutely let go of their hands, touched their mouths, and started to behave normally conversation.

"Have you missed me these days?" Changling asked.

"No. Who would think about you all the time?"

"Furong, my Furong, my sister Furong, your brother Changling thinks of you all the time. 'One day is like three autumns apart'. I really feel this way now. Of course, I also know that Furong My sister is thinking about Brother Changling all the time, right?"

Several young girls called the eldest sister and brother-in-law downstairs to have dinner, so the two of them got up and walked out of the embroidery room and walked towards the restaurant on the back side of the west wing.