Wait, Song Zhai?
Could it be that he came to Song's house to get married today?
Yue Guanchao became puzzled. This dream shouldn't be in Song's house.
The door opened with a creak, and the maids and servants in Song's house opened the door. They all looked like they were stuck in paper. They were wearing colorful clothes made of paper, and their faces were pale and rouged. Surrounded by the maids, there was a woman with her head covered.
If you look carefully, you will see that this woman is wearing a fully embroidered phoenix gown, a horse-faced skirt with flourishes of flowers and plants, and a pair of embroidered shoes. The red hijab covers her head from the top of her head to her heart. As she breathes, the hijab can be seen swaying.
"The auspicious time has come, please let the girl get married and get on the sedan chair!"
The matchmaker shouted, and the heroine was helped out of the courtyard by the maid. When she got on the sedan chair, the carriages and horses started directly without waiting for his movements, as if he was just a tool in this ceremony.
Musical instruments were beating all the way as the wedding procession walked along the streets of Fengtian Ancient City. Countless people opened their windows to watch, and even those close to them stopped the procession along the way to add to the dowry that was being carried away.
I don’t know how long they walked. After leaving Fengtian City, the welcoming team obviously sped up. The scenery around them became blurry again and was completely covered by smoke.
After the thick fog cleared, Yue Guanchao had returned to Yingzuiping and stood in front of an elegant house.
If you look closely, you can see that the courtyard is neatly arranged in four directions, with gray tiles and green walls, tight square bricks, and a courtyard style. Several houses are nested into each other to form a complete four-indoor courtyard. There is a double-eaves gatehouse in front of the courtyard gate. You can see that the jet black border hangs on it, and the two characters "Yue Zhai" are written on it with flying dragons and phoenixes!
Seeing this, Yue Guanchao was completely confused. His and his second uncle's home was completely different from this. He had never seen this house before, nor had he seen such a house in any reality. He was puzzled. At that time, Yue Guanchao remembered the comic strips he had seen when he was young.
The house in the comic strip seemed to be like this. When he remembered this and looked carefully, he found that all the furnishings indeed corresponded to the comic book. It was the fantasy of the house in his mind. At that time, he also said that when he grew up, he would also build a house. This house was used for the second uncle's retirement.
Looking at it this way, Monkey Oil had torn out all the memories in his mind and turned them into real hallucinations around him.
The door of the house opened, and several old aunts from the same village stepped out of the threshold happily. These people had worked hard all year round, and their faces were all tanned. Today, I think they had specially applied powder, like donkey dung eggs with frost, and their faces were white. In the dark, they picked up the brazier and placed it in front of the threshold. Behind them, there were saddles, brooms and other items lined up.
These old aunts smiled with their mouths open and said: "When the new wife wants to enter, she must first step over the brazier. Come on, come on, we will help you, don't get sidetracked."
After saying that, the two people on the left and right had already stepped the bride across the threshold, and guided her across the brazier, broom, saddle, scales, pots and pans, until she entered the yard and stopped just in front of the main hall door.
"Yue Guanchao, if you are still confused with me at this time, quickly pick up your wife and carry her to the main hall."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yue Guanchao's consent, these old aunts had already pulled his clothes and allowed the bride to hold his back. He walked the bride into the main hall like a puppet on strings.
The main hall was already filled with elders of the clan. His second uncle and second aunt took their seats in separate rows. The clan leader and other clan elders sat in the side seats. Relatives and friends stood behind the seats to watch the ceremony. The whole hall was packed with people, and it was noisy and noisy. .
"First bow to the heaven and earth, second bow to the high hall, and second bow to the husband and wife~~"
The wedding ceremony was nothing more than this. Yue Guanchao bowed to his elders and heaven and earth in a dull manner. When the couple finally bowed to each other, the young people in the village booed and pushed the two people, causing their heads to hit each other.
After the prostrations were completed, the old aunts lifted the bride's hijab. Yue Guanchao lowered his head and saw that it was indeed Song Siyuan.
At this moment, the phoenix hairpin corolla on her head is shining with golden light, and the red hijab is draped on her back. Her face is like the moon, her eyes are like apricots, and her rouge is just right. It is not too gorgeous and tacky, but also adds to her charm. With her skin like gelatin and fingers like peeled onions, she really looked graceful and luxurious, like a fairy. That beautiful red lip was even more stunning than when she first saw her.
"Oh! This bride is so handsome, just like the empress in the painting that year. Yue Guanchao, you are so lucky. You have such a good wife. Don't keep your aunts waiting. We are still waiting. Holding the baby."
This laughter made Song Siyuan blush. Yue Guanchao looked at her. Even though he knew it was a dream, he was very happy. He didn't even dare to think about such a scene, but now he relied on monkey oil to realize his wish. The feeling in his heart He relaxed his guard little by little, and after the wariness in his heart faded away, he felt as if he had drunk fake wine. His face gradually became hot and red, and he shouted boldly: "Sure, we will definitely have two in three years."
Yue Guanchao's words made Song Siyuan secretly grit her teeth and pinch him hard.
"Bride, hurry up and serve tea to the elders!"
