Hua's mother and father had just held a wedding ceremony as Mu Lige's father's family. Then they followed the wedding procession to Hua's house at the end of the village, because they would also attend their daughter's wedding as Hua Qingcheng's mother and father.

At six quarters past nine, Hua Qingcheng's wedding procession had returned to the Hua residence at the end of the village.

"The bride dismounts and helps the groom get off the carriage!" Xu Qingchuan looked at Hua Qingcheng who did not follow common sense and could only sing the ceremony in a flexible way.

Hua Qingcheng swiftly dismounted from the horse amid the sound of festive gongs and drums, and walked to Mu Lige's carriage with a beaming face and lifted the curtain.

"Li Ge, we're home!"

Hua Qingcheng stretched out a slender hand towards the carriage, and then a warm big hand held her small hand, and then Mu Lige, with her head covered with a veil, leaned out of the carriage.

Hua Qingcheng's lips curled up as she looked at Mu Lige, dressed in her gorgeous wedding gown and red veil. Amidst everyone's astonishment, Hua Qingcheng lifted Mu Lige up by the waist and strode towards the gate of the Hua residence on the red carpet.

Looking at Hua Qingcheng who did not follow the procedure, Xu Qingchuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he could only sing the ceremony improvisationally.

"The bride carries the groom across the fire basin!"

After hearing Xu Qingchuan's chant, Yu Qingyou immediately placed a brazier with burning hay at the gate of the front yard.

"The groom steps over the fire basin, his behavior is dignified and gentle; the wife sings and follows her husband, and they are close friends, cherishing each other and respecting the elders!"

Amidst Xu Qingchuan's auspicious words, Hua Qingcheng easily carried Mu Lige over the brazier and entered the front yard gate.

By this time, the tables inside and outside the front yard were already filled with guests. Zhou Yu and several other village chefs were busy preparing food at the makeshift stove set up by the kitchen entrance. Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Chen Liu, and some other men from the village who were helping out were constantly moving between the tables, refilling tea and serving water.

In the main hall, Hua's mother and father were already seated at the head of the table, while Qiao Zhiyuan, dressed appropriately, sat to one side. Besides some of the Hua family's closest relatives, clan leader Hua Zhengfeng and village head Hua Sufen also sat in the VIP seats.

At noon, Hua Qingcheng brought Mu Lige to the main hall on time. Yu Xiaotian took out a piece of red silk with a flower ball tied in the middle and put one end into each of their hands.

"Bride and groom, wed!"

Seeing that everyone was present and the time had come, Xu Qingchuan began to sing the ceremony.

"Bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Hua Qingcheng took Mu Lige's hand by the bouquet string and bowed towards the gate.

"Bow to your parents twice!"

At Xu Qingchuan's chant, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige turned and bowed to their parents. Seeing the harmonious couple, Ye Maochun, the father, burst into tears again.

"Wives and husbands greet each other!"

As Xu Qingchuan finished speaking, the wedding ceremony finally came to an end.

"Li Ge, from now on, you are my, Hua Qingcheng's legitimate husband!"

Hua Qingcheng smiled and looked at Mu Lige, who was covered with a red veil, with deep affection.

"No worship!"

"Hua Qingcheng, I am your fiancé!"

Just as the two were about to bow to each other, a shrill young voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Then everyone saw a thin young man in pink and purple silk clothes walking into the main hall with a middle-aged man.