The 1970s Educated Youth Has Divine Power, Marrying the Army Brother and Being Extremely Coquettish

After transmigrating into a time-travel novel as a cannon fodder female supporting character who dies early, Zhao Huanhuan chooses to marry the most tragic cannon fodder male supporting character, ...

Chapter 72 It's getting married! Spreading wedding candy, kissing the bride!

Zhang Jinhua fed Zhao Huanhuan a dumpling, said auspicious words, and managed to feed Zhao Huanhuan the whole bowl of dumplings.

Zhao Huanhuan thought the dumplings her mother fed her tasted especially delicious.

"Thank you, Mom!" Zhao Huanhuan wiped her mouth, hugged Zhang Jinhua, and thanked her.

Zhang Jinhua smiled, held her hand, and said softly, "From now on, Mom hopes you can be happy and joyful. Don't complain during these years when you and Lin Yuan can't be together, because it's your own choice. You knew what you would face when you chose to marry him, so don't do anything you'll regret or that will disappoint the people who love you. Life is long, Huanhuan. Mom and Dad only have you as our child, and our only wish is for you to live the rest of your life happily and joyfully."

As she spoke, Zhang Jinhua's eyes reddened and her voice choked with emotion.

"Thank you, Mom!" Zhao Huanhuan's eyes also reddened as she hugged Zhang Jinhua again.

"Alright, today is a happy day for the child. We can't let her be sad. Our daughter should get married happily." Zhao Fugui pushed open the door and walked in.

"Okay!" Zhang Jinhua wiped her eyes, picked up a bowl from the side, smiled at Zhao Huanhuan, and made room for Zhao Fugui.

Zhao Fugui placed a savings book in Zhao Huanhuan's hand. "Because we live far away, and because it's inconvenient for your parents to go to work, we didn't prepare any dowry for you. You can use the money in this book to buy whatever you need in the future. You know the password; it's still your old password."

Zhao Huanhuan asked in surprise, "Dad, didn't you and Mom give me money last time? Why are you giving me a savings book again?"

Zhao Fugui chuckled, "That's your allowance, not part of your dowry. Silly child, put it away now!"

Zhao Huanhuan tried to refuse, but Zhao Fugui, being strong, pressed her hand firmly against his, patted her head, and smiled with satisfaction, "In the blink of an eye, the little girl who used to sit on Daddy's shoulders is about to get married."

His voice trailed off with a slight sob.

Zhang Jinhua quickly pulled him outside, saying, "Come on, come on, don't make Huanhuan cry, or your son-in-law will blame you. Today is a joyous day!"

"No, Uncle and Aunt, please chat with Huanhuan a little longer," Lin Yuan's voice came from the doorway.

Everyone inside looked at him and saw Lin Yuan, dressed in military uniform, standing at the door. This new son-in-law was truly handsome no matter how you looked at him.

The people inside chuckled. The older cousin quickly touched up Zhao Huanhuan's lipstick, then pulled her and her sister-in-law outside.

As they were leaving, the two of them gave Zhao Huanhuan a smiling look.

Zhao's parents invited Lin Yuan in and gave the two of them a few words of advice.

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "Uncle and Aunt, I've asked someone from a photo studio to come and take some photos for us. Can we take them now?"

"Sure, sure!" Mr. and Mrs. Zhao were delighted to hear that someone else was coming to take their picture.

Lin Yuan went out and brought the person in.

The photographer had a large camera hanging around his neck. He took two photos of the family of four. Outside, the uncle, aunt, cousins, and their wives also came in, wanting to take photos together. In the end, they took two more group photos.

After the photographer gave them the receipt, Lin Yuan saw them off and paid the fee.

After Lin Yuan returned, she handed the photo ticket to Zhao Huanhuan for safekeeping, and Zhao Huanhuan put it in her suitcase.

When the wedding procession left the hotel, Zhao's parents were locked inside the room, with his cousin and sister-in-law by their side, for fear that the two elders would be sad.

Fortunately, the two elders just smiled and chatted with them about Huanhuan's childhood.

The wedding procession left Shanglin City at 10:30 am for Taojia Village and arrived in the village around noon.

From the moment they entered the village, people kept setting off firecrackers along the way, welcoming them all the way to the Lin family's house.

Of the convoy of more than twenty bicycles, only Lin Yuan's bicycle had a large red flower tied to its handlebars by a group of female educated youths.

Zhao Huanhuan sat on the back of his bicycle, her arms around his waist, and that's how she was married off on the way back.

Zhao Huanhuan was suffering inwardly. It was romantic, but it was hard on her back. She had been sitting in one position for an hour.

Lin Yuan's legs must be numb by now, after all, he was even more tired riding with me for an hour.

Lin Yuan and Zhao Huanhuan also wore red flowers made of red gauze on their chests, which looked very festive.

"She's back! We've brought her back!"

At the Lin family's main gate, someone saw the convoy returning and shouted happily. Immediately, everyone busied themselves, with those setting off firecrackers outside the gate running forward to greet the newlyweds.

A group of young people blocked the bride and groom from rushing in at the gate.

Lin Yuan looked at the group of male educated youths standing in front of him, grinning at him. He glanced back at Zhao Huanhuan, whom he was protecting behind him, and asked with a chuckle, "What do you want?"

"Carry me in, or carry me in on your back, you choose!" Qiu Yi shouted loudly, and a group of people around him cheered, "Yes, carry me in or carry me in?"

Lin Yuan looked around. A group of female educated youths were standing to one side, covering their mouths and laughing, while a group of male educated youths were making a fuss.

The young people in the village also joined in the commotion.

He smiled, bent down and picked up Zhao Huanhuan, "Carry her in!"

However, Qiu Yi and the others still didn't move aside, and asked, "Comrade Lin Yuan, is the bride sweet?"

Lin Yuan glanced down at Zhao Huanhuan, whose face was already red, and smiled, "Sweet!"

"Where is it sweet?" Gu Yifeng asked loudly, which immediately drew laughter from the group.

Lin Yuan winked at Wen Yan, who was standing to the side. Wen Yan understood, put her hand into her pocket, and nodded at him.

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