Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Song Lin was loved and spoiled growing up, read again...
Song Lin grew up being pampered and well-educated, so he has a unique demeanor that is different from others.
Generous and gentle, without any stinginess.
Song Mian nodded continuously after hearing this.
"Then this family is quite picky." Song Mian said with a smile.
Although he was only a village head, he was still an official, different from ordinary people.
Song Mian smiled and sat next to Sun Chunyang, listening to her say that when the fetus moved, the baby would kick her.
"The child is very cute." Song Mian said with a smile as he looked at the child in a woman's arms.
It looks like it is only a few months old, its little face is white, tender, soft and tender, and it looks very cute.
She walked up to her tenderly and touched her little face.
The child looked at her with a toothless smile.
Song Mian was so delighted that he was overjoyed.
"Other people's children are so fun."
Sun Chunyang nodded as well, a hint of tenderness spreading across his eyes. "I wonder if my child is this good-looking."
However, the people in Songjia Village are good-looking, with fair and delicate skin, and they are also handsome.
She is pretty too.
Song Mian nodded affirmatively: "If both the parents are good-looking, the child born will definitely be good-looking too."
Sun Chunyang was so delighted.
"Actually, as long as I'm healthy, that's all that matters." She thought about it and felt that the requirements shouldn't be too high.
Be healthier, be smarter, everything is better.
Sun Chunyang counted on his fingers, and as he spoke, his demands became more and more.
"She should be healthy, smart, good-looking, and capable..." As she spoke, she felt a little embarrassed to continue.
Song Mian laughed heartily and said gently, "As for my own children, I always hope that they can excel so that I won't have any worries in the future."
The two were chatting when they heard the sounds of suona and firecrackers.
Sun Chunyang stood up suddenly, his face full of joy, and said, "The bride is here!"
As her voice rang out, many people around her also began to chant, saying that the bride was coming.
"The bride is coming~"
Song Mian followed the line of sight and saw that the bride came from a wealthy family and was dressed very differently. She also saw the phoenix crown and bridal bridal attire of that era.
The exquisite brocade clothes were embroidered with beautiful cloud patterns in bright colors, sparkling in the sun.
The small bungalow was instantly illuminated.
Song Mian looked at the mandarin ducks embroidered on her veil and couldn't help sighing.
"It's so beautiful." She looked at it curiously.
Sun Chunyang, who was standing by, was also stunned and said blankly, "Oh my god, this dress alone is more valuable than my family wealth."
The villagers around couldn't help but sigh, saying that they had never seen such a beautiful wedding dress.
"This dowry..." Everyone was amazed.
There were ten sets of dowry, which looked very unusual. They paraded before the crowd and were then carried to the backyard.
Song Mian watched and found it very interesting.
Sun Chunyang pulled her towards the bridal chamber and said with a smile, "Let's go see what the bride looks like."
The two followed the crowd to the bridal chamber.
The bridal chamber was also very clean and beautiful, with a large carved bed and a dressing table. The bride sat on the wedding bed sprinkled with peanuts and longans, silent and speechless.
Song Mian took a curious look and then looked away.
As the crowd bustled, the ceremony was about to begin, and she followed everyone out to watch.
Get married in the hall.
Even the groom looked shy.
Sun Chunyang, who was standing by, bumped her shoulder and said with tears in his eyes, "I'm so touched. Don't you want to get married?"
Song Mian: ...
"What moved you?" She was stunned.
Sun Chunyang said with tears in her eyes: "She has found the lover with whom she will spend her life."
Song Mian rubbed her brows. She had been admiring the beautiful clothes and the customs and practices of the Daliang Dynasty, but suddenly they were talking about whether she wanted to get married or not.
"I don't want to. I'm young and haven't figured it out yet." She replied seriously.
Sun Chunyang looked at her suspiciously and lowered his voice, "I remember when I was fourteen, I already knew how to appreciate beautiful boys. How come you haven't figured it out yet?"
She looked doubtful.
Song Mian engraved righteousness on his brows and stared at her with a sense of righteousness.
Sun Chunyang muttered quietly, "It seems like all the men around you are handsome. Have you seen so many that they are no longer interested?"
She reached out and turned over Song Mian's delicate and charming little face.
"It would be more convincing if you took your eyes off Lu Jinshu's handsome face with his gentle smile," said Sun Chunyang.
Song Mian looked up at the sky. As long as she was tough enough, she would be the most selfless person.
"Blue and white are all withered bones, and color is empty."
Sun Chunyang: ...She found that her younger sisters seemed to be more interesting.
Looks very interesting.
Song Mian laughed and followed the crowd back to the bridal chamber.
When the wedding ceremony is over, the most exciting part of unveiling the veil is about to begin.
She stared.
The girl lowered her head and looked shy. Her chubby face was full of childishness. She glanced at Song Lin shyly, and her little face blushed and drooped again.
"The bride is so beautiful." Sun Chunyang cheered.
Song Mian nodded. The legend says that the most beautiful thing is the blush on a girl's face. It's true.
Before the two could say anything else, a little maid came over and scattered wedding candies, saying auspicious words.
It is indeed a different feeling from when I married Sun Chunyang.
Song Mian watched for a while, and when he heard that the banquet was about to begin, he pulled Sun Chunyang out.
The sky is dim.
It was getting dark.
But Song Zhiwen's house was brightly lit, and it was rare to see so many lights on at night.
She looked dazed for a moment.
"Let's sit outside." Sun Chunyang said with a smile.
The two went to sit outside together.
Generally, the bride's relatives sit in the innermost part, while the neighbors in the village sit outside the yard and wait for a free place.
Just as she sat down, Song Zhiwen came calling her, saying with a smile, "Go and keep the bride company. She's a little lonely. I've prepared a separate table for you two in the room."
Sun Chunyang gave him a thumbs up: "Exquisite!"
Song Mian naturally did not refuse and followed him into the house.
When I returned to the bridal chamber, I saw the girl sitting demurely on the wedding bed. When she heard the noise, she looked over here in panic.
Seeing that it was a pretty little girl, he smiled at her.
Seeing that her expression had recovered, Song Mian couldn't help but smile too.
"Are you hungry?" She pushed the chopsticks towards her.
Although there were only two of them, the meal was quite generous. There were six dishes, three meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, filling up the small table.
"It depends on what you like to eat. If it's not on the table, I'll go get it for you." Song Mian looked at her childish appearance and guessed that she was only two years older than her, still younger.
The little girl hummed softly and looked at her carefully. After a moment, she asked hesitantly, "Are you selling pies in town? I think I've seen you before."
Song Mian didn't expect that she knew him, so he nodded quickly.
"Have you ever eaten it?"
"I have eaten it, and I really like it. I went to buy it once, and then I met you."
Now that they knew each other, the girl was no longer so embarrassed and said with a smile, "My family sells vinegar. My father makes vinegar. All the vinegar eaten in town is made by my family."
Song Mian curved his lips and smiled: "I heard about it from the villagers."
A girl who grew up in a family doing business is supposed to be lively and cheerful. After a while, she completely let go.
"My name is Zhang Xiaomei. What's your name?"
"Just call me Mian Mian."
The two exchanged names, and Zhang Xiaomei's expression became more friendly. She also completely relaxed and soon had a full stomach.
"I thought life would be hard if I married into the village. But seeing how well-educated and well-mannered you are, how you speak with so much refinement, and how much prettier and more refined you are than the girls in town, I feel like everything will be alright."
Song Mian smiled at her gently.
"As long as you feel comfortable."
The two chatted casually. Song Mian could tell from her clothes and words that this little girl was really favored at home.
A moment later, there was a commotion outside, followed by the door being creaked open.
Song Lin, wearing a deep blue robe and with a drunken flush on his face, was pushed in by the crowd with laughter. He stumbled over with a silly smile on his face.
When Song Mian heard the noise, he stood up and made room for the two of them.
Sun Chunyang quickly found her position and said with a smile, "It's time to make a fuss in the bridal chamber!"
Seeing the young couple being pushed around by the aunt, too embarrassed to even lift their heads, yet trying to bite the same apple, she took a look and stretched herself: "I'm sleepy, let's go home."
Sun Chunyang: ...
She is indeed an ignorant girl who doesn't even want to watch such a good show.
"The road is dark at night, I'll accompany you." She looked at the wedding bed regretfully and followed him.
Song Mian listened to the occasional barking of dogs, listened attentively for a moment, and said with a smile: "It really is cold. In the past, when I walked on the road at night in the summer, I could hear the chirping of frogs, birds and insects."
It's very quiet now.
"When it snows heavily, even dogs don't like to bark anymore," Sun Chunyang replied.
As soon as the two of them left Song Zhiwen's house, they saw a shadowy figure standing in the darkness.
"Who?" Song Mian said in a low voice.
"Mianmian." A familiar voice came.
Song Mian breathed a sigh of relief: "Book of Jin." she shouted.
Lu Jinshu took two steps forward and stood beside her, carefully protecting her. He whispered, "Why don't you play anymore?"
He thought he would have to wait a little longer.
"I thought it was boring to make fun of the bridal chamber, so I left."
"Um."
The two of them first sent Sun Chunyang home, and then returned to their own home. Song Mian took a shower and went to bed directly, as he had to get up early to go to the store the next day.
The next day.
Song Mian got up as usual. She felt a little sleepy and her head was numb. She drank two glasses of spiritual spring water before she felt better.
"Wow, looks like I still can't stay up late," she muttered.
She stretched lazily and floated back to the yard like a sleepwalker.
After washing up, I felt refreshed by the cool wind.
Lu Jinshu was cooking in the kitchen. He lowered his voice and said, "Just now, I heard from my aunt that Chi Ge'er was feeling unwell, so I asked her to go back and look after him. It would be very troublesome if the child fell ill at this time of year."
In the small village, there is only the village doctor who has been passed down from generation to generation. If he can cure you, it is because of his superb medical skills. If he cannot, it is because you are unlucky.
Song Mian frowned slightly. Traditional Chinese Medicine is an independent medical field and she doesn't know it.
In modern times, she knows what medicine to take for headaches and fevers, but people in ancient times really didn't know.
After thinking about it, I added some more spiritual spring water to the hot soup and gave it to Chi Ge'er, hoping that he would not get sick.
Apart from anything else, the bitter medicine soup is really hard to drink.
However, children and the elderly are indeed more likely to get sick when the seasons change.
After arranging everything, he pushed the cart to town.
Xie Luzhi walked very fast, and he had to wait for the three people from time to time. He frowned and said, "If you ask me, you need to increase your daily training. Your bodies are too weak."
Song Mian: ...
Lu Jinshu: ...
Only Xie Zhuyu said nonchalantly, "Okay."
He has been practicing martial arts since he was young, and the training provided by the Song family now is not as good as the training he does himself in his spare time.
"That's enough." Song Mian refused with a wooden face.
She just wanted to exercise so that when troubled times came, she would have the strength to fight one or two.
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