Buling slept straight through until evening, when her aunt woke her up. Opening her eyes, she looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, momentarily bewildered.
A moment later, he regained consciousness and sat up: "Auntie, I'm sorry, I overslept."
Her aunt affectionately touched her rosy cheeks from sleeping: "Oh, I know you're tired."
"Get up quickly, dinner is ready," Auntie said gently.
Bu Ling smiled sweetly, stood up, and saw a pair of flat shoes by the bed. Her eyes softened, and she put on the shoes and tidied her hair. "Aunt, let's go downstairs!"
Auntie responded and pulled Buling downstairs. Touching the little girl's soft hand, Auntie Sang once again regretted that she had not given birth to a daughter.
Downstairs, the Sang family had already arrived, except for Bu Ling. Bu Ling smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, I overslept."
Grandpa Sang said heartily, "It's good for little girls to sleep more!"
Bling paused, taking it as a sign of comfort.
"Dad, what are you saying?" Then he said to Buling, "Don't worry, we don't have that many rules in our family."
When Bu Ling heard the word "home," her eyes flickered. She glanced around discreetly but didn't see Bu Yi or Liang Boda.
Yes, she's now married to someone else.
"Everyone's here, let's eat!" Auntie
The dishes were all served, and as the old man took the first bite, everyone stopped being reserved. Sangshen not only ate herself but also served food to Buling, afraid that she would be embarrassed and go hungry.
The Sang family doesn't have many rules. At the dinner table, everyone sits together, eating and chatting about their recent situations and work.
Of course, you can't avoid being pressured to get married. The elders' unspoken message is that your youngest brother is already married, so why don't you hurry up and get married?
The five older brothers of the Sang family remained silent and quickened their eating. Yes, five of them. The second brother, Sang, had no holiday and could only regretfully miss the wedding.
The Sang family had a total of thirteen people, plus Bu Ling, making a total of fourteen. Except for the second brother Sang, everyone came. It was also the first time that Bu Ling met his aunt Jiang Xinyi.
My aunt Jiang Xinyi is a pretty girl with a shy smile and a scholarly air, but she looks a little dull.
After the meal, Buling had a general understanding of the Sang family.
Grandpa Sang Dahu is 69 years old this year. Before retiring, he was the commander of a military region.
Uncle Sang is fifty years old this year and is a brigade commander in the Northeast Military Region.
Aunt Sang, Li Huixiu, is 48 years old this year and is the head nurse of the military hospital.
Sang Xiaoshu, Sang Li, is forty-five years old this year and is the director of the Los Angeles City Security Bureau.
Jiang Xinyi, also known as Aunt Sang, is 44 years old and works at a research institute.
Sang Xiaogu, also known as Sang Yi, is 41 years old, unmarried, and works for the government as the Secretary-General of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The rest are the younger generation. The eldest brother Sang is a regimental commander in the Southwest. The second brother Sang works at a research institute. The third brother Sang is also in the army. The fourth brother Sang Zi is the director of the Revolutionary Committee. The fifth and sixth brothers are also in the army.
This family are all outstanding individuals, shining brightly in their respective fields and achieving considerable success, except for Mulberry.
He was the darling of the Sang family, but also the most unambitious. He was content to stay in Gu County as a lowly clerk, and had no drive for advancement; he was just drifting through life.
After dinner, the family sent Buling and Sangshen upstairs early. Sangshen exchanged a few perfunctory pleasantries before happily pulling Buling upstairs.
Sangshen had a million thoughts in his mind, but when the two of them were actually alone, he felt a little helpless. He sat upright next to Buling, too nervous to move.
After waiting for a while, all she heard was the increasingly tense body of the person next to her. She sighed and decided to find a topic to talk about, otherwise she was afraid that the person would run out of breath.
"How about we count the money first?" She was referring to the money given as a wedding gift today.
Mulberry slowly exhaled, then shook her head: "Let's talk about that tomorrow!"
"Alright!" Bling didn't insist.
But after waiting for a while, the person next to her still didn't move, so she propped her cheeks up, stood up, and walked to stand in front of the mulberry tree.
Meeting his questioning gaze, she straddled his lap and kissed him without hesitation. Sangshen's eyes widened instantly. Then, she wrapped one arm around Buling's waist and held her head with the other, deepening the kiss.
After a while, the two separated, and Bu Ling asked breathlessly, "Are you still nervous?"
Sangshen didn't speak, but answered her question with his actions. This time, he took the initiative, holding the soft girl in his arms and kissing her passionately.
But even so, he was not satisfied. He slowly stood up and laid Bu Ling down on the bed. The bright red sheets contrasted sharply with her snow-white skin, stimulating Sang Shen's senses.
He bent down and picked the most beautiful flower in his heart. On their wedding night, the two, deeply in love, were naturally in perfect harmony and passionate!
They only stopped when the moon was high in the sky. Sangshen carried Buling to the bathroom to clean her up, changed her into pajamas, and then fell asleep contentedly in her arms.
The next day, the moment Bu Ling opened his eyes, he couldn't help but frown. This feeling was damnably sour and unpleasant.
She struggled to move her arm, propped herself up to sit up, looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on the clock in the room. Seeing the hour hand pointing upwards, she wished for a moment that she was seeing things.
Footsteps sounded outside the door. Bu Ling looked over and saw Sang Shen push open the door and come in carrying a bowl. "You're awake. Are you hungry? There's some porridge here. Have some."
Buling nodded, struggled to get off the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and wolfed down the porridge; she was truly hungry.
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