soon.
I don’t have the heart to care about Li Chunxia anymore.
Li Chuanhe was already at the door. Song Beibei and others held down the curtains tightly to prevent hands from coming from all directions from opening them.
She was angry in her heart: I will have to install a glass window sooner or later.
Not now.
In the village, the windows are either papered or covered with curtains. The windows are all made of wood, forming square grids. When the wind blows, the people on the bed will feel cold.
The noise lasted for 30 minutes.
Li Chuanhe was finally let in.
The whole dormitory was packed with people. Li Chuanhe knelt on one knee and said affectionately: "I promise the old man that I, Li Chuanhe, will treat Shen Zhiyi well for the rest of my life. Comrade Shen Zhiyi, are you willing to marry me?"
Chen Zhiyi said loudly: "I do!"
Li Chuanhe was ecstatic: "Great!"
He carried Shen Zhiyi horizontally and walked out the door. She screamed and subconsciously hugged his neck.
"Wow!!"
"The groom is holding the bride!"
"Shame on you."
"Hahaha……"
Li Chuanhe put Chen Zhiyi on the back seat of the bicycle, got on the bicycle, and walked slowly forward, looking full of energy and vigor.
"The East is Red, the Sun is Rising..."
I don’t know who started it, but everyone spontaneously began to sing "The East is Red".
Everyone in the Youth League was infected and started singing along.
…
They followed.
Li Jianguo and Zhou Dachun put on new clothes, looked energetic, and stood at the door to greet the guests.
Everyone gave gifts.
Some sent eggs, some sent money, some sent brown sugar, some sent flour...
Song Beibei gave 3 yuan.
Zhou Dachun was stunned, and she walked away with a smile.
The three dollars were given to her by Chen Zhiyi yesterday, and the honey was originally intended as a wedding gift.
But it was not convenient to say it in front of other people last night.
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