Her children stood beside her, laughing and clapping, their faces beaming with joy.
"Auntie, be happy."
"Sister Xianglian, live a good life!"
Besides Jiang Wu, the other seven young men, along with Wang Xiaosong, carried the eight-bearer sedan chair in perfect unison.
Wang Xiaozhu followed behind, clutching a handful of copper coins. She would scatter a handful wherever there were many children, drawing cheers and blessings from everyone.
As the bridal sedan chair moved away, the sound of the suona horn also faded into the distance.
The noisy, bustling courtyard quieted down, with only the aroma wafting from the large iron pot proving that it was a wedding feast.
"So this is what it feels like to marry off a girl." Jiang Sheng sighed maturely. "The bridal sedan chair is gone, and it feels a bit lonely."
The excitement that followed took place at the Kong residence, at the groom's home.
Fortunately, there were still guests attending the banquet, most of whom were Zhang Xianglian's aunts from the workshop. Miao Zhaoying also came with Daya and was paying money in the gift register.
Ordinary people are poor and can only afford to pay ten or twenty coins for a wedding banquet, but Xu Mo, who was in charge of copying, was still very serious and wrote down one name after another in his beautiful handwriting.
Until someone put down a fifty-tael silver ingot.
"Sister Tan Yue!" Jiang Sheng exclaimed, both surprised and delighted. "What brings you here? And Brother He Rui, are you here for the banquet?"
“Yes,” Tan Yue chuckled, “We are here on behalf of the old lady; this is a gift from the Jiang family.”
"Then we should sit down quickly, the food will be served soon." Jiang Sheng, like a little adult, decisively invited them to take their seats.
Once Wang Xiaosong and the others who escorted the bridal sedan chair returned, the wedding banquet officially began.
The vegetables were fresh and the meat was plentiful. Although it couldn't compare to the expensive You Ran Ju restaurant, it was still a rare treat for ordinary people.
Jiang Sheng ate until her face was flushed, and she even insisted on saving a portion for Aunt Zhang so that she could try it too.
Everyone was very happy.
Only the slender boy harbored sorrow. He stood by the window where his eldest brother was reading, watching his second brother laugh heartily, stroking the long sword his third brother always carried, and fiddling with the silver needles his fourth brother rarely let go of.
Finally, he folded his sister's red ribbon, carefully put it into his sleeve, and then picked up his brush, moving it gently across the rice paper.
"I have been away from home for too long, and it is time for me to return. Don't worry, you will always have my little Wu."
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