1970s: The Weak-willed Intellectual Robbed Her Whole Family Before Going to the Countryside

(Historical Era + Space + Military Marriage + Medical Skills) A modern PhD in both Chinese and Western medicine accidentally transmigrated to the 1970s and obtained a special space upon arrival.

Chapter 299 Coming to Offer Congratulations

When Lin Qingyan saw them, she smiled at them and said, "Mom, Aunt, Qinqin, you're all here."

Today is a joyous day, and everyone has a smile on their face.

Lu's mother took Lin Qingyan's hand and said, "Let's see how your preparations are going."

"Mom, everything else is ready. I just need to change my clothes and comb my hair in a bit."

Li's mother said, "I found an old lady around here. She can comb your hair beautifully. I'll have her come and comb your hair later."

"Thank you, Auntie."

Li's mother smiled and said, "No need to be so polite with your aunt."

Li Qinqin called out directly to Lin Qingyan, "Sister-in-law, I should call you sister-in-law now."

"Hahahaha." Several people laughed at the same time.

Lin Qingyan smiled and nodded in response.

Lu's mother didn't see Lu Zhengting, but she saw wisps of smoke rising from the kitchen roof. Her son must be cooking in the kitchen.

She went into the kitchen and, together with Lu Zhengting, cooked the meal and served it on the table.

"Qingyan, Xiaoheng, let's eat quickly, we need to go back too."

Lu's mother gave Lu Zhengting a wink; he was the groom today and couldn't stay here indefinitely.

Lu Zhengting didn't want to be separated from Lin Qingyan for a while, but now he had no choice but to go with his mother.

He smiled at Lin Qingyan and said, "Qingyan, I'll come pick you up in a bit."

Li Qinqin teased him, "Cousin, do you want to take your sister-in-law away right now?"

"Yes, of course."

Everyone burst into laughter again. Lu's mother pulled him along, saying, "You should come home with me first, change your clothes, and get yourself ready before we come back to pick up Qingyan."

Not long after they left, Lin Qingyan and Lin Zhiheng had just finished eating when the few educated youths who had been specially invited by Lin Qingyan arrived.

When the educated youths saw Lin Qingyan, they first presented the gifts they had brought. The female educated youths gave silk scarves, soap, and insoles, while the male educated youths simply gave a one-yuan gift.

Then he congratulated Lin Qingyan and said, "Qingyan, congratulations."

"Qingyan, I wish you a long and happy marriage, and that you grow old together."

May you have a son soon and everything go smoothly.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The quiet courtyard suddenly became lively.

Lin Qingyan took out the peanuts, melon seeds, and fruit candies she had bought a couple of days ago and gave them some to eat.

Hu Jiajia, Chen Lu, and Du Xiaoyue sometimes come to see Lin Qingyan and they can always see Grandma Lin. Grandma Lin is a lively and eye-catching person, but she is not seen on this lively day, as if something is missing.

"Qingyan, where did your mother-in-law go? I haven't seen her." Hu Jiajia asked.

Mentioning Grandma Lin made Lin Qingyan feel sad again.

Lin Zhiheng quickly said, "My mother-in-law went back to her own home. Her family found her here and took her away."

Only then did the group realize why Granny Lin wasn't there. They also noticed that Lin Qingyan's complexion was slightly worse than before. They quickly ended the conversation and pushed Lin Qingyan into the house: "Qingyan, you're the bride today. The three of us will give you a makeover so that Comrade Lu will be completely bewildered when he sees you."

"Come on, I can tell you. Even without makeup, Comrade Lu would still be completely disoriented. But if he dressed up a bit, he wouldn't be able to find his way around at all."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Lin Qingyan changed her clothes and shoes. At this moment, the aunt who had been asked by Li's mother to comb Lin Qingyan's hair also arrived.

The auntie came in all smiles, bringing a festive atmosphere.

"Dr. Lin, I'm so lucky to be able to comb your hair. Let me tell you, I'm the best hair comber in this village. Many brides ask me to comb their hair. After I finish combing your hair, you'll be the most beautiful bride in the village."

After she finished speaking, seeing that no one else spoke, she added, "I'm not bragging, you'll see when I'm done combing my hair."

Du Xiaoyue said, "Auntie, we didn't say we don't believe you. We just think that even if someone else combs Qingyan's hair, Qingyan will still be the most beautiful bride in the village."

The auntie then realized, "Yes, yes, you're right. Dr. Lin is beautiful. Even if she wore a burlap sack, she would still be the prettiest new bride in our village. But when I comb her hair, Dr. Lin becomes even more beautiful."

To style the bride's hair, you need red hair ties, hair clips, and red hair flowers. Lin Qingyan had already prepared these and gave them to the aunt.

The older woman asked her to sit down, opened her two shiny black braids, and couldn't help but click her tongue a few times, "Look how nice this hair is."

Then he began to comb Lin Qingyan's hair, singing a hair-combing song as he did so.

"One comb to the head, and you'll have no worries about wealth. Two combs to the tail, and you'll be free from illness and worries. Three combs to the head, and you'll have many children and a long life. A third comb to the tail, and you'll live a harmonious and loving life together."

After the aunt finished combing her hair, the hairstyle, adorned with red ribbons and red flowers, further enhanced Lin Qingyan's appearance.

"Oh my, she's like a fairy descended from heaven! Dr. Lin is the most beautiful bride I've ever seen." The aunt couldn't help but exclaim, "The brigade leader's nephew is a lucky man."

Hu Jiajia asked the aunt to sit down, "Auntie, now that you're done with your work, it's our turn to do Qingyan's makeup."

Lin Qingyan was born with fair skin, and even without makeup, her skin had a rosy glow.

Therefore, there is no need to give her heavy makeup; a light makeup will better highlight her ethereal temperament.

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