Li Fang immediately refuted her statement: "I just asked my third cousin, and he said we don't need oxen or bicycles."

"So what should we do? Should we carry your sister-in-law over on our backs, or just lift her up in our arms?"

“Neither,” Li Fang said, clutching her stomach and laughing. “My cousin wants his wife to ride on his shoulders to get here.”

Li Qinqin pursed her lips, thinking it was unlikely.

"I think it's either turning them over on their backs or hugging them."

"Then why didn't he answer when I asked him that question earlier, and instead kept rolling his eyes at me?"

He looked up and saw Li Qinqin rolling her eyes at him. "Why are you rolling your eyes at me too?"

Li Qinqin shook her head. "Go think about it yourself."

Li Fang was completely baffled. What had he done wrong? Why was everyone giving him the cold shoulder?

As the auspicious time approached, Li Fang, Li Qinqin, several neighbors, and Lu Zhengting went to Lin Qingyan's house to welcome the bride.

When they arrived at Lin Qingyan's house, the three female educated youths quickly closed Lin Qingyan's door tightly as soon as they saw Lu Zhengting arrive.

Fortunately, Lu Zhengting had already been taught by his mother, and he slipped a few red envelopes through the crack in the door. Then, the door opened.

But the door was blocked, and he still couldn't get in.

"To show your sincerity in marrying Qingyan, go outside and do twenty somersaults."

Lu Zhengting was very obedient and actually went to the yard to do somersaults. He did twenty somersaults in a row, each one very beautiful, with neat and smooth movements.

After he finished searching, he returned to the doorway and peered longingly through the crack, but he didn't see his bride. He wondered where these people had hidden her.

But he couldn't get angry at them; instead, he had to politely ask the person guarding the door.

"Um, can I go in and pick up my wife now?"

"No, the groom has to sing another song to see if you're tone-deaf."

“My wife will like it no matter what.” He cleared his throat. “Then I’ll sing ‘The East Is Red.’ The East Is Red, the sun rises…”

Because there were no popular songs at that time, people could only choose these old revolutionary songs to sing, and of course, they liked these old revolutionary songs very much.

Lu Zhengting's singing is a bit unbearable, but not so bad as to scare people to death.

Seeing that the female educated youths still wouldn't leave, he said, "How about I sing another song for you?"

The three people quickly waved their hands: "No need to sing, no need to sing, you can go in now."

If they keep singing, they might really lose their lives.

The power of this singing is extraordinary.

Lu Zhengting walked into the house and saw the green color that matched the clothes he was wearing, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

His wife wearing the same clothes as him signifies that she not only loves him but also supports his work.

Lin Qingyan was facing away from him. He slowly walked up to his wife and was stunned when he saw her face. His wife was more beautiful than ever today. Even with many people around him, he couldn't help but stare at her.

Hu Jiajia patted him on the shoulder: "Groom, what's wrong with you? What are you staring at? Don't you even recognize your own wife?"

Lu Zhengting snapped out of his daze and chuckled.

That smile was joyful and full of simplicity. It was his signature smile whenever he faced his wife. It was a little simple and a little silly, but it was full of endless doting.

He reached out his hand to Lin Qingyan, "Wife, I've come to pick you up."

Lin Qingyan put her hand in his, and the next second he picked her up and walked out of the house.

Seeing no oxcarts or bicycles outside, the others asked Lu Zhengting, "How are you going to take the bride away?"

"I just carried my wife over there."

Everyone else was speechless. Lin Qingyan's place wasn't very close to the brigade leader's house; it was at least a mile and a half away.

Lin Qingyan weighs over 80 pounds. Although she is not too heavy, it is still very tiring to carry her for too long or walk too far.

Most people would probably be unable to carry her for more than a few dozen meters, but Hu Jiajia and Chen Lu wanted to see if Lu Zhengting could carry Lin Qingyan all the way to the brigade leader's house in one go.

"Groom, you said it yourself, you must carry Qingyan over in one go, and the bride's feet cannot touch the ground halfway."

"Even if my wife's feet could touch the ground, I wouldn't let her walk even a single step."

Lin Qingyan also wanted to know just how good her physical strength was, but since he had said it, he was sure he could do it.

When she thought about things related to physical strength, she couldn't help but let her mind wander again.

Lu Zhengting was able to carry her all the way to the brigade leader's house. If we were to calculate the effort he put in during that journey, and then convert it to doing something in bed, could she really withstand it?

Lu Zhengting looked down and saw that her face was red. He asked her softly, "Wife, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Qingyan glanced to the side subconsciously and saw that Lu Zhengting had already left those people several meters behind.

"I was wondering, when you carried me so fast, didn't you feel tired?"

"Not tired at all. I can carry my wife for as long as I want without getting tired."

"Sweet talk, let's see how tired you are when we get to your uncle's house."

"Then let's take a look."

Lin Qingyan listened carefully to her footsteps. According to the rule that each step was equivalent to an impact on the bed, she counted for a while but then dared not count anymore. She couldn't imagine whether she could really bear it in the future.

However, looking at it from another perspective, his excellent physical strength is also a kind of benefit for him.

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