Chapter 1677 As long as Senior Sister is here, you won't be the one to die. (40)
Eight large round tables were placed in the open space outside the courtyard.
The villagers, dressed neatly, took their seats one after another.
The weather is nice, and the breeze is refreshing.
At noon, the feast began.
Song Jinhuan and Huo Qingcang took turns toasting the villagers.
"Little Song is finally married! And her husband is so handsome!"
"I always thought that Xiao Song needed to find a son-in-law who would live with him, and I was right!"
"Little Song is quite capable; he found a young master from the capital!"
"Live a good life, and may you have a lucky baby next year!"
On this joyous day, everyone spoke in a string of agreeable words.
Song Jinhuan often went into the mountains to hunt, and he always had to carry wine with him. Especially in winter, it was common for him to stay in the mountains for ten days or half a month without coming out.
Wine is a good thing for her in winter; it warms her up.
Therefore, she toasted everyone, still acting as if nothing had happened.
She drank all of Huo Qingcang's wine.
In her eyes, her new husband was already not very bright, and if he were to touch this kind of thing, he would probably be sold out and still have to help the seller count the money.
In the blink of an eye, the banquet was over, and the villagers left with big pieces of meat on their faces.
Song Jinhuan watched the people busy in the kitchen, counting one, two, three, four...
Even though you can clearly see the number of people at a glance, you can't get a specific number no matter how long you try to count them.
She rubbed her forehead, wondering if she was drunk.
But I always thought of myself as someone who could drink a lot without getting drunk.
Perhaps I'm just too happy today.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.
That night, Song Jinhuan and Huo Qingcang shared a bed.
The candlelight illuminated the entire dormitory room.
Song Jinhuan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Her husband lay stiffly beside her, staring at the ceiling. After a long while, he slowly said, "I'll go put out the candle."
The woman seemed unable to fall asleep because the room was too bright.
Song Jinhuan grabbed his arm and said nervously, "No, I'm not planning on having children yet."
Huo Qingcang turned his head, confusion gradually appearing on his handsome face. He still couldn't connect extinguishing the candle with giving birth. "What do you mean?"
A faint blush rose to Song Jinhuan's face as she said mysteriously, "You don't understand this, but I do."
“This candle must not go out. If the house is dark after the wedding, the next day,” she patted her belly, “there will be a baby here!”
Huo Qingcang vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but when he met his wife's unusually firm and serious gaze, he believed her and echoed, "Whenever my wife wants a baby, we'll put out the candles."
Song Jinhuan sighed and said helplessly, "But it's too bright, I can't sleep."
After a while, everything suddenly went dark, and a fair, slender hand floated above, blocking the light.
Song Jinhuan's head was pressed against the pillow as she turned to look at it.
The husband was lying on his side with his arm raised.
Song Jinhuan's eyes reddened with emotion. She suppressed the surging tears and said in a muffled voice, "Holding my hand up like this for so long will make it numb and uncomfortable."
In the small house, there is now a caring person who knows how to be warm and considerate.
Good.
"I'm not tired." Huo Qingcang couldn't figure out why he did this, but he hoped she could feel more comfortable and get some rest.
As for the doll... he will keep a close eye on the candlelight and make sure it doesn't go out!
Who knows if she'll give the baby away after she gets pregnant?
The next day, when Song Jinhuan woke up, Huo Qingcang was fast asleep.
She ran into Aunt Li when she went out.
Aunt Li looked her up and down, clicking her tongue in amazement: "Hunting really takes good care of you! The candlelight burned all night, and you can still walk briskly in the fields!"
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