On the day of Song Xiaomei and Wang Dashan's wedding, Zhou Qing brought his elder sister-in-law to knock on the door of the Jiang family early in the morning.

Shen Zhiyi had also woken up and was playing "digging radishes" with Jiang Changan.

Her baby is very handsome, so Aunt Xiaomei bought him a lot of food and toys just to let him press the kang today.

In fact, Song Xiaomei and the others didn't really believe in this old saying. They just thought that Jiang Changan was good-looking, like a porcelain doll, and that if he sat there in red for a while, it would bring auspicious signs of happiness.

She also wanted to give birth to a beautiful baby like Chang'an.

Jiang Changan rubbed his eyes and was finally woken up by several aunts.

Jiang Ziqian followed Jiang Cheng to Shanzi's place - the new house that Shanzi bought.

Jiang Yuan was admiring herself in the mirror while wearing the skirt that Shen Zhiyi had made for her.

"Hey, look at this kid from Zhiyi's family. He really has the same shamelessness as his mother. He's so shameless that he doesn't even have a dent."

"If this were a girl... I would definitely beg you to marry my second fat man!"

"Come on, sis."

Zhou Qing said with a helpless smile: "I'm not saying anything, but our second fat man is already that old and still drools every day."

"Even if Zhiyi really gave birth to a girl, she would still look down on him!"

Jiang Yuan agreed after hearing this: "Right! I wouldn't marry Erpang either. I'd definitely marry someone like my brother!"

"... That's hopeless."

Aunt Zhou Qing was also straightforward, and even said with amusement, "These kids in your family, how much virtue must your ancestors have accumulated to have them?"

"My second fat man... let him marry any silly girl! Hahahaha..."

The wedding dress Song Xiaomei was wearing was also made by Shen Zhiyi. It was bright red and was made in the style of a cheongsam.

The embroidery above is a peony embroidered by Shen Zhiyi with gold thread.

Her embroidery skills were not very good, but they were impressive enough to look impressive to others.

When Song Xiaomei saw the wedding dress, her eyes turned red and she stared at it stupidly for a long time.

Finally, she managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Zhiyi... You even hand-embroidered such a beautiful pattern for me. Aren't you afraid that Zhou Qing will get jealous if he sees it?"

Shen Zhiyi smiled and said, "No, Zhou Qing and I feel sorry for you as much as I do."

I'm happy for you too, marrying a man who loves you so much.

Even if she said something sarcastic, it was definitely a joke.

Song Xiaomei was Shanzi's first girlfriend, and he firmly believed that she would definitely be his last.

Some time ago, he drove to the county town and bought several long strings of firecrackers.

Before dawn, they laid the cloth from the door of the new house all the way to the door of Song Xiaomei's mother's house.

Jiang Cheng even teased him, saying, "I was wondering why you chose a residential plot so close to someone else's house. Are you planning to spread your firecrackers over there?"

Wang Dashan patted his chest and said, "Even if it's in the next village, I'll sell it. I'll buy as much as you want."

"I've been saving money for so many years, just for this day."

"I have to make Xiaomei proud and marry me in style!"

The person Shanzi is most grateful to is Shen Zhiyi.

He knew that Shen Zhiyi knew a lot and had a good aesthetic sense.

Ever since he bought the new house, he would ask Shen Zhiyi for help whenever he had nothing to do, hoping that she could give him some advice.

How should I decorate the house and what kind of furniture should I buy?

He ran to Jiang's house tirelessly again and again, and finally even Jiang Cheng became annoyed and said, "How come you, a grown man, don't have any ideas?"

Do I have to bother my wife every day?

Shanzi put his hands on his hips and said, "Captain, how dare you laugh at me?"

"You just understand?"

"Before I married you, I never saw you wear any other clothes. You wore your army uniform every day and it was almost worn out!"

"If it weren't for my sister-in-law, how could I have dressed you up so well?"

“… …”

Wang Dashan's words successfully silenced Jiang Cheng.

Shen Zhiyi also laughed and said that Shanzi just wanted Xiaomei to live more comfortably, so there was nothing wrong with that.

You are allowed to love your wife, but others are not allowed to love her?

Song Xiaomei's only close friends are Shen Zhiyi and Zhou Qing. She informed her parents in advance that she has had a bad temper since she was a child and they both knew it, so they should not invite all the messy relatives over without thinking about the consequences.

Today is her big day. If anyone makes her unhappy, she will definitely not care about her face.

Aunt Liu naturally agreed and said that Mom knew what was going on, so she just invited a few people who were on good terms with her. As for those who used to gossip about her behind her back, she wouldn't bother with their contributions, and she wouldn't go if they had anything to do in the future.

Who can't live without whom?

You are going to start a family now, and your mom and dad are very happy.

We'll do whatever you want!

Today's wedding was actually very simple, and the banquet was arranged by Zhou Qing's elder sister-in-law.

The dishes are all from the county town, delicious and fashionable.

A large shed was built outside the new house, and cooking was done at the door and then brought to the yard.

Shanzi bought a new house with a very spacious yard, which is enough to accommodate eight large tables. Besides, they don’t need so many tables, so it is definitely enough.

The clothes Shanzi was wearing were left to him by his father. It was a navy blue double-breasted long gown. He had just shaved his hair, which made him look smart and neat. With this long gown, he looked like a spirited young man with dark eyebrows and bright eyes.

His usual recklessness and roughness were concealed to about 70%, and it also matched Song Xiaomei's red embroidered cheongsam very well.

The distance from the new house to Song Xiaomei's parents' home was very short. After leaving the mountain, Zhu Heng lit the firecracker.

The firecrackers crackled so loudly that the children in the village ran to the side and covered their ears to watch the fun.

Shanzi was walking at first, but then he found that the firecrackers were going off too fast. If he kept walking like this, he would definitely not be able to catch up!

Shanzi gritted his teeth, lifted the hem of his long coat and tucked it into his belt, then spread his legs, tightened his arms and started running.

Zhu Heng and Jiang Cheng, walking behind, froze upon seeing this scene, disbelief written all over their faces. They turned to ask Jiang Cheng, "Brother Jiang Cheng...why do you still have a training mission today?"

Jiang Cheng pulled his thin lips, with an expression that looked as if he couldn't bear to watch.

"His brain has always been like this. It's not normal."

“… …”

Zhu Heng chuckled dryly twice, and as he watched Wang Dashan's figure getting farther and farther away, he couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. "You're right, Comrade Wang Dashan may be about the same size as me, but he's much more flexible than me!"

"Your troops have good physical fitness. If I were to run, I wouldn't be able to run that fast even if I risked my life!"

Shanzi's blood was now rushing to his head. He didn't know what possessed him, but he felt that he had to run faster than firecrackers!