Su Qingluan watched everyone around her talking and trying to persuade Yang to be happier, and she quickly used a handkerchief to wipe away the tears she had left. Otherwise, her makeup would be ruined, and she would have to keep a stiff neck to let everyone put on her makeup. She could bear it, but her neck couldn't.
Su Qingluan was now deeply regretful. Why had she allowed everyone to pile such a heavy headdress on her head so early? Moreover, seeing Yang's tears welling up in her eyes, she was thinking of a reason to attract her mother's attention, so she asked, "Mother, can you help me think of a way to make my head lighter? My head weighs at least three pounds!"
After hearing Su Qingluan's "unorthodox" statement, Yang couldn't help but burst out laughing, and her sadness about her daughter's marriage was relieved a lot: "We can talk about those hairpins and phoenix crowns when the auspicious time comes to welcome the bride." Yang said to the "perfect lady".
After all, it was the bride's mother who spoke, so Madam Shiquan only muttered, "The bride's family really cares about the bride," and then followed her instructions to remove the jewelry that could be reinstalled.
But some are used to fix the hair, so they cannot be moved.
Even so, Su Qingluan was very content. After all, it was at least much easier now than before. It was no longer to the point where her neck was stiff and it was difficult for her to even turn her head.
It was still quite a while before the "auspicious time," after all, it was only just beginning to dawn. However, the reason why the bride's sisters or elders were usually allowed into her boudoir at this time was because, in many cases, a married daughter would need to move with her husband's family to another village or even another city, spending a long time with her original relatives and friends, or even never seeing them again for the rest of her life.
Although the marriage within Huaxi Village was only held between the two villages, the necessary procedures still had to be followed. So the "perfect lady" took her own "makeup team" out, leaving the room for Su Qingluan's friends, neighbors, and female relatives.
People like Sun Guixiang who don’t have anything special to say usually just offer a few words of blessing, like “May you have a happy marriage and a son soon,” and then leave.
Yang brought Su Xueyan with her. The little girl touched Su Qingluan's skirt for a while, then fiddled with the jewelry on the dressing table, and exclaimed: "Mother, my sister looks so beautiful today!"
"Of course the bride is beautiful." Yang looked at her eldest daughter in her gorgeous dress with some sadness and some relief, and said to Su Xueyan.
The little girl didn't know how much emotion Yang's words contained, so she just asked in a daze, "When can I become a bride? I want to be as beautiful as you!"
Su Qingluan burst out laughing when she heard this: "You little girl, you have to wait for a few years if you want a family!" After all, the little girl is only five years old. Even in this era of early marriage and early childbearing, five years old is too ridiculous.
Yang actually wanted to seize this opportunity to have a few more intimate words with her daughter. However, several times, just when she was about to say a few words, another female relative came up.
Su Guangfu had been outside with his son Su Xuanhe to greet the male guests, but as the hostess here, Yang could not be replaced by anyone else and had to go out to greet the female guests herself.
After a while, Su Qingluan could only helplessly say, "Mother, if there's anything urgent, I think we'll have time to go in the afternoon. If not, we're just going to the other side of the village, so it's easy to come back."
"That's not true. After you get married, even if you live in the same village, you can't move around as freely as you did as a girl." Yang shook her head. But it was true that it was much more convenient to visit each other in the same village. So Yang could only pull Su Qingluan's hand and go greet the guests first.
Yang was gone, and most of the remaining ones were people of the same age, such as Zhaodi, Liu Yunniang, and Tian Xing'er.
Although there was nothing special feeling, Su Qingluan had made many friends in the past two years without realizing it.
When Zhaodi heard that Su Qingluan was going to marry Mu Xingzhi, she was so happy that it felt like she had been hit by a pie in the sky. At that time, Su Qingluan even teased her about whether she was so happy.
Unexpectedly, Zhaodi actually seriously analyzed with Su Qingluan the advantages of marrying Mu Xingzhi, such as not having to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and being able to be the head wife as soon as she entered the house; for example, Mu Xingzhi had a gentle temper and would not hit people at every turn...
In short, seeing Zhaodi, who was younger than herself, saying the same words as her mother, Su Qingluan felt a subtle sense of comedy.
As for Liu Yunniang, she had already whispered with Su Qingluan countless times when she was at "Su Ji".
After saying a bunch of words of blessing, Liu Yunniang sighed, "I had only seen Mr. Mu from afar before, and he really seemed like a god-like figure. I thought he wouldn't be interested in any girl, but marrying Qingluan was not surprising."
Su Qingluan laughed: "You are close to me, so naturally you think whatever I do is fine." In fact, she had heard some sour words about the incompatibility between the two of them.
Either they say that the Su family are all poor people and are not worthy of Mr. Mu, a scholar; or they say that the Su family is getting richer and richer, and sooner or later they will dislike Mu Xingzhi, the poor son-in-law.
No matter what kind of argument Su Qingluan heard, she sneered in her heart: Foolish mortals, you really can't see through it. How can there be any compatibility in a plastic marriage?
Anyway, she wasn't really getting married, so she couldn't be said to be furious when she heard such words, but she was just as calm as water without any ripples.
"Those who look down on Shopkeeper Su have no vision!" Zhaodi said indignantly.
"Other people's gossip won't affect Qingluan's life. As long as Mr. Mu has Qingluan in his heart, that's all that matters." It was Tian Xing'er who spoke. She held Su Qingluan's hand and said, "Don't worry. Mr. Mu must have loved you very much in his heart, so he married you."
Looking at Tian Xing'er who was facing her with a sincere and determined face, Su Qingluan felt a little guilty: She was really sorry that she would eventually let down such sincere and warm blessings. After all, according to the established process, as long as Mu Xingzhi achieved his goal, this "marriage" would definitely fail in various possible ways.
Of course, Tian Xing'er couldn't know the deal behind Su Qingluan and Mu Xingzhi, but what she said was not what Su Qingluan wanted, but just a friend's good wishes for her future life.
At this moment, Tian Xing'er was thinking of that winter day two years ago, when she inadvertently saw the expression of the man behind Su Qingluan, who smiled very gently and wanted to reach out and touch her.
How could someone who looked at Su Qingluan like that not be moved?
In the end, Tian Xing'er still did not tell Su Qingluan what she had seen. After all, Mu Xingzhi was about to become a married man, and it would be inappropriate for her to say anything more.
Well, those vague affections from girlhood were impossible to get a response - Tian Xing'er closed her eyes slightly - it's time to let go of those secret thoughts.
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