Chapter 227 Wedding

"Erlang, are you okay?" A group of men including Wang Sanlang, Zheng Silang, and Pei Sanlang came to the Su family, all wearing clean and decent clothes.

"Okay, okay!" Su Laoer came out, wearing a brand new red dress, looking radiant.

"Tsk tsk, what a handsome man!" Wang Sanlang joked.

Mrs. Du and Mrs. Wei were busy inviting everyone to sit down, and a few other women came to help, and the yard was filled with tables.

There was a bowl of fried peas and a bowl of small fried dough twists on the table.

Su Boyan and his cousins ​​entertained the guests, while Aying and several cooking women were busy in the kitchen.

Wang Sanlang and several others accompanied Su Laoer in driving an ox cart to the Yang family to pick up the bride. The ox cart was decorated with red flowers. The only pity was that there was no musical band.

"Oh, the groom is here, the groom is here!" Hu Zi and a group of kids shouted from afar.

"Crackle, crackle!" Firecrackers were set off in front of the Yang family's door, and the children covered their ears and laughed foolishly.

"The groom is here!" someone shouted.

Su Laoer and his companions gave fried peas to everyone they met. When they entered the Yang family, Old Man Yang and Mrs. Gao were sitting on the high hall, their faces full of joy.

"Father, mother!" Su Laoer knelt down and kowtowed as soon as he came in.

"Good boy, get up quickly!" Gao hurriedly helped Su Laoer up.

"Father, mother, don't worry, I will treat my wife well and won't let her get tired!" Su Laoer's face flushed, and thousands of words turned into this sentence.

"Hooray!" The onlookers laughed, "Erlang is anxious to pick up his bride!"

Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang, who were supposed to stop the groom and give him a hard time, stopped at Yang Chunhua's door, pretended to ask a few simple questions, and then let him go.

"Chunhua, hurry up, cover your head with the veil!" Madam Zheng ran into Yang Chunhua's room in a hurry.

Old Mrs. Zheng glared at her daughter who was making a fuss, and covered Yang Chunhua with a red handkerchief. Yang Chunhua was dressed in red and was more beautiful than a flower.

After more than three months of recuperation, he no longer had to be exposed to the wind and sun, nor did he have to do any heavy labor.

She gained some weight, her face became rosier, and her skin became much whiter, as if she had become a different person, as young as in her twenties, and her already beautiful face became even more gorgeous.

"That's great! Chunhua!" Madam Zheng said happily while holding her good sister's hand.

Chunhua's hands are soft and delicate, but a little rough if you touch them carefully, indicating that she had suffered a lot in the past.

"Thank you, Pan'er!" Yang Chunhua's eyes were wet under the red veil.

"What are you thanking me for? You have finally gotten what you deserve. You must be happy in the future!" Madam Zheng clapped her sisters' hands and gave them her sincere blessings.

As he was speaking, Yang Dalang came in, "Little sister!"

"Brother!" Yang Chunhua said softly.

"Brother will see you out!" Yang Dalang squatted down and Yang Chunhua leaned over him.

Yang Dalang carried his little sister out and took her to the ox cart.

There was a soft mattress on the ox cart.

"Madam! Are you sitting tight?" Su Laoer's voice was gentle.

"Husband! Hold on tight!" Yang Chunhua's voice was still soft.

"Haha!" The villagers burst into laughter again.

Su Laoer drove the ox cart back to the Su family, and Yang Dalang, Yang Erlang, as well as Hu Zi, Asang, Amu and others carried the dowry to send off the bride.

Everyone followed the ox cart to the Su family. From a distance, Su Boyan was directing the setting off of firecrackers, which made crackling sounds.

When the ox cart arrived at the gate of Su's house, Su Laoer got off the cart holding Yang Chunhua. Du hurried forward and handed over a red cloth ribbon tied with a red flower, one end for Su Laoer and the other for Yang Chunhua.

Su Laoer took Yang Chunhua to the hall. Old Mrs. Su was wearing a brown spring dress and sitting in the main seat with a happy face.

Under the guidance of Old Man Zheng, Su Laoer and Yang Chunhua bowed to heaven and earth, then to their parents, and finally to each other as a couple. Then Su Laoer took Yang Chunhua to the bridal chamber.

"Second Aunt is here!" As soon as I entered the new house, I heard Su Ying's laughter, as well as Xiao Tao, Atang, and A Lu.

Yang Chunhua, who was a little nervous, felt relieved when he heard the familiar voice.

"My dear, please sit for a while. Your husband will be back soon after some socializing!" Su Laoer spoke in a gentle tone, his eyes revealing unconcealable joy.

Yang Chunhua is delicate and weak, but she knows how to act, is calm and generous. As the daughter of a noble family, she is the wife Su Laoer has always dreamed of, and he couldn't be more satisfied.

"My dear husband, please go away. I will save you some trouble!" Yang Chunhua said shyly.

"Aying, Atao, Atang, Alu, you stay with Second Aunt and don't let her go hungry! Second Uncle will be back soon." Su Laoer worriedly warned his nieces.

"No need! Let Second Uncle go! Don't get drunk!" Su Ying said with a smile.

"You mischievous ghost!" Su Laoer cursed and walked away.

"Second Aunt, there's no one here. Let's take off the veil. Come and eat!" As soon as the door closed, Su Ying opened the food box on the table.

Egg custard, brown sugar steamed cake, mutton dumplings, fried sugar cake, and hot soy milk.

"So much?" Yang Chunhua didn't expect it to be so rich.

"I prepared it specially for you, eat it!" Su Ying said with a smile.

"You guys eat too!" Yang Chunhua saw that the portion was quite large, and Xiaotao and Atang stared at the sugar cake greedily.

"Second Aunt eats it, but we don't!" Atang and Xiaotao said insincerely.

"Haha, eat it! Second Aunt can't eat so much by herself!" Yang Chunhua distributed it to the children.

Xiaotao and Atang looked at Su Ying.

"Eat it, it's given to me by my second aunt!" Su Ying smiled, like a little greedy cat.

"Thank you, Second Aunt!" The two children then reached out to take it.

"Thank you, Second Auntie, I'm not hungry!" Su Lu waved her hands quickly.

"Aunt, you don't have to give it to me. I just came out of the kitchen and I'm not hungry!" Su Ying also shook her head quickly.

I started working last night and was already circling the kitchen before dawn. The air was filled with the smell of meat and oil, and I felt full just by smelling it.

After sitting with Yang Chunhua for a while, Su Ying went out to check on the banquet and greet the village elders.

My father and third uncle are not at home. My second uncle is the groom today, and several of my brothers are here to entertain the guests, so I have to go out and receive them as well.

As soon as I went out, the leaders of Jinfeng Village, Ade, Ah Hei, Ah Niu, Diexiu and others came. In addition to the village elders, there were also many familiar villagers.

He gave a large jar of brown sugar and some dried game of the Li people, which were rare and valuable gifts.

The Su residence was too crowded, so many guests were moved to the school building.

"Let's go and have the feast!" Madam Zheng sat there for a long time, and Old Lady Zheng urged.

"Mom, I'm happy!" Madam Zheng wiped her tears and said to her mother with a smile.

"Mother knows!" Old Mrs. Zheng smiled. The mother and daughter said nothing more and went to Su's house for dinner together.

"Wulang, Wulang! Woo woo..." Old Lady Wang sobbed softly as she listened to the lively sound of firecrackers outside.

Old Man Wang said nothing, just sitting there lost in thought.

"Uncle! The meal is about to start! Hurry up!" Eight-year-old Ah He ran in and urged.

"Hey, let's go now, let's go now!" Old Man Wang touched his face, smiled and took Ah He's hand, "Old woman, let's go, let's go to the feast!"

Ah He is the youngest son of Wang Sanlang and the most beloved nephew of Old Man Wang. He was adopted by Wang Wulang as his adopted son.

The old couple held Ah He's soft little hands, and their sad hearts felt a little comforted. The Wang family's descendants were adopted and were related by blood.

Later, when you go to the underworld, people will burn paper, offer sacrifices, and burn incense.