Song Qinghe had just fallen asleep when she heard the sound of gongs and drums outside.
Cui Mingzhen quickly woke up and called Song Qinghe to get up and get dressed.
Song Qinghe was too lazy to get up. The two houses were so close, less than a three-minute walk apart. Couldn't she just walk there herself?
Why bother setting off firecrackers? That's too much trouble.
Song Qinghe felt somewhat helpless, but Cui Mingzhen didn't give her a chance to refuse at all.
What kind of bride walks there by herself?
Even if we're a little close, we should still follow the rules.
It's a wedding after all, we can't just go through the motions and call it a day.
Cui Mingzhen urged her on, saying, "Hurry up, I'm going out to take a look."
"I understand!" Song Qinghe looked utterly dejected; she genuinely felt that this formality was completely unnecessary.
But since she was already there, she couldn't just open the window and shout for Lu Zhaolin to go back first.
If I were to actually shout that, I'd probably become the laughingstock of the whole village.
Song Qinghe sighed and quickly started getting dressed.
They seem quite quick and efficient.
Watching her actions, Cui Mingzhen couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips. This child is stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.
I may seem like I don't feel anything, but I'm actually more nervous than anyone else, and I didn't sleep well all night.
Just as she closed her eyes, Lu Zhaolin arrived to pick up the bride.
As Cui Mingzhen left, she was still thinking that she had told everything she needed to, and had not forgotten anything.
We'll have to deal with what happens next.
That being said, what good is it if I give you a lot of instructions or work hard?
If Lu Zhaolin treats her badly, there's nothing anyone can do.
As the saying goes, in the end, love depends entirely on one's conscience.
If Lu Zhaolin treats her really badly, then she will bring her daughter back.
After Cui Mingzhen had already planned her escape route, she instantly calmed down.
When I went out, I saw Lu Zhaolin standing outside the door in casual clothes, looking dazed.
He was followed by several young men, one of whom I had seen when he came with the village chief that day; I think his name was Lu Ye.
Besides him, there were some other young people from the village, all familiar faces.
At this moment, their faces were beaming with enthusiasm, each one displaying the same spirit as the last.
They were banging drums and gongs, urging Lu Zhaolin to go in and fetch the bride, but Lu Zhaolin stood guard at the door, preventing them from entering.
In rural areas, weddings are all about having a lively atmosphere; the more people, the better.
Ideally, it should be a joyous and noisy wedding night, but of course, there are also quite a few people who take advantage of the situation.
Although the villagers were quite simple and honest, Lu Zhaolin was worried that their actions might be too rough and frighten Song Qinghe, which would be bad.
Lu Zhaolin wasn't a very good-tempered person and didn't want Song Qinghe to be frightened at all.
Regardless of the reason.
Even when Lu Ye and the others were making a ruckus, Lu Zhaolin didn't forget to turn around and scold them, telling them to be quiet and not disturb her.
When Lu Zhaolin saw Cui Mingzhen come out, he was a little nervous and conflicted.
For a moment, I didn't know how to address her.
Cui Mingzhen seemed much more at ease than Lu Zhaolin, and said with a smile, "Little Lu is here."
Lu Zhaolin swallowed hard and immediately changed his address: "Mom, I've come to pick up the bride."
Today I can finally change how I address him legitimately. Although he wanted to call me that when we first met, it still felt a bit abrupt and inappropriate.
It would make me seem immature and unstable, so I chose to wait until now to address myself in this way.
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