Xiao Jiahua was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red veil.
Obviously she was the bride, but her heart did not flutter. Instead, she was filled with curiosity.
Being in the countryside, the groom is bound to be a little troubled. She was very curious about what obstacles the villagers had set for the PLA comrades.
Then, the matchmaker said a lot of auspicious words to the bride and groom, and scattered lotus seeds and shrouded the bridegroom, without any intention of making things difficult for the bride-receiving party.
After all, when several 1.8-meter-tall PLA comrades stood in the yard in unison, the men were silent and the women were shy. Who would dare to bother them?
Finally, the matchmaker said in a very flattering way: "Groom, you can put new shoes on the bride and take her home!"
"Ah, that's it?"
Xiao Jiahua said this subconsciously.
The air suddenly became quiet, and everyone agreed that the bride was very brave!
Han Dong couldn't help but remind her, "Comrade Xiaoxiao, my brother is a cripple now!"
Captain Hao elbowed him, "Han Dong, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up."
Xiao Jiahua deliberately said through the red veil: "Since Comrade Han is so enthusiastic, it will be difficult to end it without doing push-ups!"
Humph, who said that our Li Keyan was disabled?
Han Dong felt aggrieved, "Sister-in-law, blame me for being mean, that's not what I meant..."
Several fierce wives also insisted: "Yes, listen to Xiaoxiao, do a few push-ups first, otherwise you are not allowed to pick up the bride!"
Captain Hao cursed Han Dong inwardly, he deserved it! He shouted, "Han Dong, step out and get ready for push-ups!"
Comrade Xiao Han was about to cry: "Company Commander, how many should I make?"
"Keep doing it until you can't do it anymore!" Captain Hao said deliberately.
The army was as heavy as a mountain. Han Dong had no choice but to bend over and lie on the ground, grunting and doing push-ups.
Some people were cheering, some were clapping, and some were counting. The atmosphere at the wedding became completely lively.
When he counted dozens of them, Qi Keyan walked to Principal Jiahua's bedside.
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The groom asked for a kiss? Qi Keyan attracted everyone's attention. Han Dong, who was exhausted, finally escaped.
Through the gap in the veil, Xiao Jiahua saw Qi Keyan, put his cane aside, and slowly knelt on one knee on the ground.
This is a Western-style proposal gesture. It is not complicated for ordinary people to do, but for the injured Qi Keyan, every movement is very difficult.
"Keyan, get up quickly." Xiao Jiahua was worried about his legs.
"Don't worry." Qi Keyan comforted softly, in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
He took his time, fetched the exquisite wedding shoes, and carefully put them on her.
The onlookers began to cheer, and Han Dong and several of his comrades couldn't help but whistle happily.
After putting on his shoes, Xiao Jiahua was about to get out of bed but was stopped by Qi Keyan again.
He bent down, turned around, and said with his head tilted: "Xiaoxiao, I'll carry you."
Everyone was stunned, and Xiao Jiahua subconsciously refused.
According to the customs of Qinghe Village, the bride is not allowed to go out on the ground when she gets married. But Xiao Jiahua didn't believe these. Good fortune and danger were always in his own hands.
Besides, Qie Keyan had difficulty walking, and carrying her on his back would undoubtedly be adding insult to injury.
Even the schoolmaster Laoshuan and Cui Lifen could not bear it and advised him from behind, "Keep your words and don't force yourself."
"Dad, Mom, I understand my situation."
Qi Keyan held Xiao Jiahua's calf and asked sincerely: "Xiaoxiao, let's go home together, okay?"
Xiao Jiahua couldn’t see Keyan’s expression, he could only see his straight back in the green military uniform.
So stubborn that it makes people feel distressed.
Xiao Jiahua knew that he wanted her to marry off in glory like other brides, without any regrets. Even if it is difficult, he must do it.
"Xiaoxiao, believe me." Qi Keyan encouraged her again.
Xiao Jiahua's nose felt sore, and she was afraid that others would hear her crying, so she just said "hmm" softly and slowly lay on his back.
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