He slowed his pace. "Lingling, I've come to pick you up."
Bu Ling smiled slowly and pulled the bankbook out from under her pillow: "What does this mean?" She wouldn't feel at ease until she figured out what was going on with her marriage.
Mulberry's smile froze for a moment. "It's for you, wasn't it agreed?" Why does this little black girl always know how to ruin the mood?
Bling nodded in satisfaction, tucked the bankbook back under the pillow, and, using the pillow as a cover, put it into her spatial storage: "Done, let's go!"
She got up from the bed, took Sangshen's hand, and pulled him outside.
Mulberry: ...
Speechless!
He quickened his pace, overtook Buling, and squatted down in front of her: "Come on, I'll carry you!"
"No need, I can walk by myself!" Bling refused without hesitation; it would look terrible to be carried like this.
Sangshen explained helplessly, "These are all part of the procedure. On the wedding day, the bride's feet cannot touch the ground."
"real?"
"Of course it's true!"
Bling looked dejected: "Then what about me..." She was standing on the ground right now.
Sangshen also thought of something: "Why don't you sit back down, and we'll pretend nothing happened?"
Bling's eyes lit up: "Great idea!" She took two steps back and sat back on the bed.
Mulberry: ...
People outside: ...
Sangshen smiled helplessly, stood up, and squatted down beside the bed. "Get on, I'll carry you!"
Bling tried to lie gracefully on the mulberry's back.
Sangshen slowly stood up, carrying Buling on her back, and smiled brightly as she faced the warm early spring sun outside.
In the spring of 1972, he carried his beloved girl on his back and walked out step by step. He would remember this day for the rest of his life.
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