After a brief chat, Su Yunxia went downstairs to help with the work.
Lin Mo picked up a piece of fish for Su Mu and watched him eat it with relish. A strand of hair fell on his cheek, and he gently brushed it away for him. A pair of dark, bright eyes stared at Su Mu's little face with affection, and he felt sweet inside.
After eating and drinking their fill, the two of them left the shop and drove north in their carriage. They had previously inquired about the Linglong Textiles branch in Qingshui Town, which was right over there.
The carriage was moving slowly on the bluestone street, and there were many people walking on the road. Today's market seemed to be more lively than ever.
Su Mu was clinging to the window sill curiously, his pair of big, dark, shiny eyes moving around non-stop, glancing here and there.
The peddlers on the street kept shouting to passers-by, and even the people in the carriages saw them and shouted hard from several meters away, hoping that the people passing by in the carriages would also like their goods.
Su Mu turned her head and muttered, "What day is it today? There are more people on the street than usual."
Facing Su Mu's doubts, Lin Mo became even more doting, patiently telling him all kinds of things he had never seen or understood. He felt that talking endlessly and nagging his lover was a sign of happiness.
He pulled the reins, gripped the whip tightly, and slowly whipped the horse's butt from behind. His magnetic voice became more gentle and he spoke in detail.
"Today is the fifteenth day of every lunar month. On the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month, the number of vendors at the market will be one or two times greater than usual, and the variety of goods sold will also be richer. This is a day that the older generation in the town used to agree on, and they called it "Wei".
Folks from even the most distant villages and towns rarely come to town, so they come out on these two days when goods are plentiful to buy what they need. They call this "Chenwei." It originated in the south, and the locals have been using it for centuries.
Su Mu nodded, not quite understanding. He suddenly felt that Lin Mo was very knowledgeable. He could understand the local culture and customs of a place in a short time after going to it. It was really admirable.
Su Mu quietly planted a seed in his heart. He hoped that one day he would be truly worthy of Lin Mo. He hoped that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, on the same level as him. That way, they would be a perfect match.
He also didn't want Lin Mo to be gossiped about behind his back, saying that he had married a man who knew nothing and was of average appearance. Everyone said that marrying a virtuous wife was the right path, and the same was true for marrying a man, but virtuousness alone didn't seem to be enough to silence the gossip.
The carriage drove out of the bustling market and arrived in front of a magnificent glazed tile pavilion. On the magnificent plaque were three large gold-plated characters - Linglongfang.
Lin Mo led Su Mu out of the carriage. A servant standing at the door who was a bit perceptive hurried forward, took the reins, and pulled the carriage to the side and parked it.
Su Mu looked up at the facade of the pavilion and was also shocked.
"The branch in the town is also built in such a grand manner. I guess only the wealthy families would set foot here. Ordinary people might not even be able to enter."
Lin Mo took his hand, placed it in his palm and patted it gently to relieve Su Mu's tension.
"Let's go in, I'm here."
After Su Mu heard Lin Mo's words, it was like a shot of adrenaline. His nervous and timid thoughts instantly disappeared. What was there to be afraid of? With Lin Mo around, he was no longer the down-and-out, miserable boy he used to be. He was now married!
Su Mu exhaled, straightened his back, held his head high and chest out, followed Lin Mo and entered the Linglong Textile Factory.
The shop owner, seeing the distinguished guest coming, came up to greet him with a smile.
"Sir, what can I order?"
Lin Mo had a clear smile on his face, and said in a soft and calm voice, "We are here to pick up the wedding dress and jewelry, Lin Mo, Master Lin."
The shopkeeper recognized it at once because that wedding dress was very special and would leave a deep impression on anyone who saw it. The shopkeeper naturally remembered it clearly as it was sent from the county.
"Oh, you are the Mr. Lin. The wedding dresses have already been delivered and packed. I will take you to pick them up. Please follow me, both of you."
The shopkeeper is also a perceptive man. Although he looks humble, he actually does a lot of flattery.
The smile on his face is a bit exaggerated and looks a bit fake. This can be regarded as an occupational disease. He smiles at everyone and shows off his big white teeth.
If Lin Mo hadn't seen a flight attendant in his original world, he might have thought he was genuinely enthusiastic. His professional fake smile was a match for the others.
The shopkeeper pulled out a particularly exquisite wooden box from a row of cabinets. It looked like it was worth a lot of money. The carvings were so lifelike, and the gold lacquer decoration made it look priceless.
It also features a brass Ruyi lock, its cylinder and lock head engraved with auspicious cloud patterns. The brass is hard and wear-resistant, and even prolonged friction between the cylinder and the lock shaft doesn't affect its usability. This lock can be passed down through generations, even after the owner leaves. It's both beautiful and practical, instantly giving it a "B" status. In a word, luxury.
After opening the lock, the inside of the box has also been specially treated, with the inner walls painted with vermilion lacquer, and the bright red color is particularly festive.
Two wedding dresses were placed side by side, with an exquisitely carved small box in the middle. When opened, a pair of wedding rings were found inside. The jade had rich colors, smooth lines, and was embellished with gold threads, showing uniqueness, nobility and elegance.
Su Mu thought to himself that the finished product would look even better than what was drawn on the blueprint.
Then, Lin Mo gestured for Su Mu to go look at the wedding dress. Su Mu's fair hands gently stroked the soft fabric. The gold-embroidered pattern was surprisingly not prickly, and it fit perfectly against the fabric, soft and comfortable to the touch.
Su Mu felt like she was dreaming; happiness came too quickly.
He pinched his little face hard.
Hiss~ He stopped only when he saw the pain.
Lin Mo quickly held his little hand, gently rubbed the red spot that was pinched, and said distressedly: "Silly wood, this is not a dream, this is real, we are getting married." Lin Mo rubbed his face and continued distressedly: "Next time, if you want to pinch, pinch me, pinch yourself and I will feel bad."
"Yeah." Su Mu nodded shyly, tears already rolling in her eyes.
"Mu Tou, why are you crying, silly Mu Tou?" Lin Mo looked at Su Mu's expression, feeling both distressed and amused. He pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his tears, and comforted him carefully: "Mu Tou, we are getting married. Remember, smile. We are going to live happily and forever."
"Okay. I'm happy, but the tears just fell on their own. Lin Mo, I promise you that I will be happy from now on and won't cry anymore."
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