Chapter 449: The tear-stained makeup doesn’t look good anymore
It would be different if they went to the city to get married. This was enough to show how much Meng Huaining valued his wife. He accompanied her back to Xiling Village to live after marriage because of Mo Hanyue's preference.
In short, Meng Huaining treated Mo Hanyue in a very thoughtful way.
Mo Qing listened to Meng Huaining's arrangements and had to say that the more he looked at his son-in-law, the more he liked him.
The awkwardness in my heart has gradually disappeared.
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In the blink of an eye, it was June 12th, and the Mo family was filled with joy. It could be said that all the courtyards were decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.
If the villagers saw him like this, how could he really marry off his daughter?
It's even more grand than the wedding of a rich family in the city.
These were all arranged by Mo Jiuye. My wife's Taobao mall has everything she wants, and the prices are much cheaper than those sold in shops in this era.
Except for Mo Yuance, all the Mo brothers gathered together. Even Mo Qing was sitting in the wheelchair that He Zhiran asked Hu Cong to help make, and was pushed in front of people by his son.
Nanrui and Defei, Fang Chuanzhou's family, Xie Tianhai's family, Hu Cong, and the old members and families of the Mo family arrived at the foot of the mountain early.
There is also Tang Mingrui. Because he was wrongly accused of hiring a killer last time, he became more familiar with Meng Huaining.
Although he considered people on both sides to be his friends, he still planned to prioritize the Mohist school.
Therefore, he also became the guest of the Mo family to send off the bride today.
The villagers also came with gifts. Madam Mo, the mistress of the house, was really capable and could handle so many different guests with ease.
He Zhiran's belly was too big, so Mrs. He didn't allow him to go forward. She and Nanny Li accompanied her to watch from a place farther away from the crowd.
Mo Hanyue was sitting in her boudoir wearing a bright red wedding dress embroidered with delicate peony flowers.
The sisters-in-law were busy helping her put on makeup.
"Look at our Hanyue. She looks like a fairy from a painting."
The second sister-in-law couldn't help but praise.
The other sisters-in-law also followed suit.
"Yes, Hanyue is already very pretty, and this wedding dress makes her look even more beautiful."
"My ninth brother and his wife are so capable that they can buy such beautiful jewelry, which makes our sister even more beautiful."
“…”
Listening to the praise from her sisters-in-law, Mo Hanyue lowered her head shyly.
At this time, the makeup was completed, and Mrs. Mo walked in with a white-haired old woman.
"Hanyue, this is Granny Zhao from the village. She is the oldest person in Xiling Village and the most blessed person with many children and grandchildren. Mother specially asked her to comb your hair."
When it comes to combing the bride's hair, Dashun is very particular about it.
It is necessary to invite an older and wealthy grandmother who has many children and grandchildren to do it. This is also a blessing for the bride, hoping that the bride can be as healthy and long-lived as the wealthy grandmother and have many children and grandchildren.
Although Grandma Zhao is old, she is very skilled in combing hair, which shows that she has done this many times.
Soon, Mo Hanyue's thick black hair was perfectly tied up. Although the style could not compare with the servants who combed the hair of the mistresses in the noble families in the capital, Mo Hanyue was naturally beautiful, and even though the bun was a little simple, she still looked charming and beautiful.
Amidst the waves of praise from her sisters-in-law, Mrs. Mo reluctantly covered her daughter with a red veil.
"Hanyue, from today on, you are a married woman. You must control your temper..."
As she spoke, Madam Mo became choked up and could not continue.
The eldest sister-in-law quickly stepped forward to comfort her: "Mother, Hanyue is not marrying far away. You will see her every day when she returns home in three days. Don't be sad."
Madam Mo also knew this was the case.
Compared with the nine daughters-in-law in the family, except for the second daughter-in-law's parents who live in the same village with her, the rest are in the capital thousands of miles away.
Judging from the current situation of the Mo family, unless their families are willing to come to the northwest to visit their daughter like Mrs. He did, they may never see each other again in this lifetime.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Mo was indeed relieved a lot.
She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to remind Mo Hanyue what to do after getting married.
When Mo Hanyue saw her mother crying, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
The fifth sister-in-law came forward with a handkerchief and wiped her tears before they flowed.
"Hanyue, don't cry. Your makeup won't look good if you cry."
It would have been fine if the fifth sister-in-law hadn't tried to persuade him, but after she did, Mo Hanyue couldn't control herself anymore.
She threw herself into her mother's arms and sobbed.
"Mom, don't worry, I will definitely manage our family well like you and sister-in-law..."
Seeing the mother and daughter like this, all the women in the room had tears in their eyes.
Just then, Mo Chuhan's voice came from outside.
"Get ready quickly, the new son-in-law is coming."
The eighth sister-in-law, who was closest to the door, pushed it open and faintly heard the sound of drums and music.
From the volume of the sound, everyone could tell that Meng Huaining's wedding procession should have just entered the village.
"Husband, the wedding procession is still a long way off, why are you so anxious?"
The eighth sister-in-law couldn't help but ask her husband, Hanyue had just cried and her makeup was smudged and she hadn't put it back on yet. If the new son-in-law arrived at this time, they would be in a real mess.
Mynah's face turned red from running. He didn't answer his wife immediately. He stepped over the threshold and quickly closed the door.
"My sister, I can't let him take her away so easily."
As soon as these words were spoken, the women in the room who had just been wiping their tears could not help but burst out laughing.
Seeing her son's earnest attempt to protect his sister, Madam Mo scolded him, "No matter how difficult it is, can you still prevent your sister from getting married?"
"Mother... Hanyue is going to get married, but we can't let that boy think it's too easy to get a wife."
"Husband, what are you going to do?"
How to do it?
Mo Chuhan was just anxious to come back and block the door, but he hadn't figured out how to embarrass Meng Huaining.
After a pause, he looked at the women in the family.
"Meng Huaining comes from a family of scholars. Although he is skilled in martial arts, he is no match for us brothers. We can't possibly duel with him on this happy occasion, right?"
"Eighth brother, do you mean to compete with him in literary talent?" asked the second sister-in-law.
"Why not? Several of you sisters-in-law come from scholarly families and have great literary skills. How about a literary competition with him?"
Mo Chuhan has loved wielding swords and guns since he was a child, and his literary talent can only be described as a blank slate. If it weren't for Madam Mo forcing him to study for a few years, he probably wouldn't even know how to read a few words.
He could only place his hopes on the women in his family.
"Eighth brother, although we have all studied, how can we compete with our brother-in-law in literary talent? Aren't you making a fool of ourselves?"
"Yes, Eighth Brother, I just know a few words."
The second sister-in-law waved her hands repeatedly: "I am not much better than you, Eighth Brother, so don't come to me for this kind of thing."
While everyone was making excuses, the sound of drums and music outside was getting closer and closer.
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