"Wow, I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't want to be your sister, I don't want to." Qian Qing threw herself into Song Ziming's arms, crying bitterly.
Song Ziming's body stiffened for a moment. After a while, he slowly reached out, hugged Qian Qing, and coaxed her softly, "Be good, don't cry."
Qian Qing raised her head and looked at him with red eyes, "Brother Ziming, if I get pregnant too, will you marry me?"
After saying that, she kissed Song Ziming directly. Song Ziming was stunned and then dodged backwards, but Qian Qing kept pressing on and Song Ziming couldn't help it.
He reached out and held the back of her head, kissing her red lips fiercely. The two of them hugged each other tightly, kissing passionately.
After a while, Song Ziming pushed Qian Qing away and said, "Qingqing, that's enough. It's almost time. I should go."
Qian Qing gave him a resentful look, reluctantly letting go of his hand, and said aggrievedly, "Brother Ziming, please go."
After she finished speaking, tears began to flow again. Song Ziming walked forward and hugged her. He reached out and gently wiped her tears. He lowered his head and kissed her red lips, "Be good, I really have to go."
He let go of Qian Qing and straightened his messed-up clothes in front of the mirror. Qian Qing suddenly hugged him tightly from behind and murmured softly, "Brother Ziming, I love you very much. I hope you won't forget me. I will wait for you forever."
Song Ziming turned his head and kissed her forehead, "Be good, we really have to go."
After saying that, he walked straight out the door.
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Song Ziming, dressed in new clothes, led a group of people and walked happily towards Xu's house. They walked through the paths in the fields, laughing and talking all the way, attracting villagers to come out to watch.
Song Ziming led the way, and the oxcart slowly moved forward behind. Along the way, the sounds of firecrackers, gongs, and drums filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere. Villagers lined the roadside, offering their blessings to the newlyweds.
When they arrived at the Xu family's house, a large red lantern and a wedding character were already hung in front of the door. Xu Qianrou, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and a red flower on her head, sat in her room, her face full of happiness, waiting for Song Ziming's arrival.
"Rou Rou, I'm here to pick you up." Song Ziming stood at the door and said softly.
When Xu Qianrou heard his voice, the smile on her face became even more intense, and she walked out of the house accompanied by her family.
When she reached the door, she looked at the tattered ox cart with only a few wedding characters pasted on it. Displeasure flashed across her eyes. She frowned and asked Song Ziming, "Didn't we agree on five bicycles? Why is there only one ox cart now?"
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