Chapter 338 Wife Zhixia (Fourth Update)
An Zhixia looked out the window at the pitch-black darkness, and glanced into the supermarket. It was only a little after three o'clock...
She opened the door and continued to hug the doll lazily, not wanting to get up. "Grandma, aren't you coming to pick me up at around seven o'clock? I can take a shower and put on makeup in two hours, so let me sleep a little longer..."
"My dear, just sleep one or two hours less today, and make up for it in the afternoon when you return to your new home." This time, Mrs. Jiang pulled her up directly, picked up the clothes prepared beside her, and pushed her to the bathroom: "Go take a bath, no more than fifteen minutes, any longer the water will be cold, remember not to fall asleep."
An Zhixia nodded dazedly, went into the house, brushed her teeth and washed her face, took a shower with a shower head, and then took a milk petal bath with a facial mask on. The slightly hot water made her sigh comfortably, thinking that although the new house was small, it could still accommodate a bathtub, and she could soak in the bathtub to relieve her fatigue.
Old Mrs. Jiang really knocked on the door every five minutes. Only after hearing her clear response did she continue to work with satisfaction.
Coming out of the bathtub, An Zhixia carefully took care of her skin. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was so tender and beautiful. She was really in her prime at the age of 19. After drying her hair half-dry, she went out and was fed a small bowl of noodles with two poached eggs by Old Lady Jiang.
After dinner, she put on a slightly heavy makeup, matched with a red waist wedding dress embroidered with gold phoenixes, and wore two red tassel earrings. Her hair was tied up by Old Lady Jiang into a not-too-out-of-the-ordinary Chao Yun Jin Xiang bun, and pinned with a bright red hair accessory. On her forehead was a three-petal flower outlined with a red paint pen, making her already outstanding and beautiful appearance even more gorgeous and unparalleled.
Wearing a red veil, the beauty's haziness does not diminish her beauty at all.
Just as seven o'clock arrived, nine newly painted motorcycles with buckets came in. Fang Yuan was wearing an iron-gray Zhongshan suit, his hair and beard were carefully groomed, and he wore a big red flower on his chest. His usually stern face was filled with joy, and his handsomeness, which had been faded, immediately broke free and became the most eye-catching person in the audience.
He jumped out of the car in a handsome manner and was surrounded by colleagues and friends and walked into the house. After meeting the elders of the Jiang family, he walked all the way to An Zhixia's room on the second floor.
Fang Hongye stayed away from the crowd because she was pregnant. Huang Yaru, Pan Xiyu, and Xiao Tanxian, however, smiled and blocked the door, saying loudly, "You haven't brought the red envelope yet, so we won't open the door!"
A red envelope was immediately stuffed through the crack in the door, and they all took it to An Zhixia and opened it with laughter, "Oh my, this is a great unity, it seems that Zhixia's brother-in-law is eager to get married!"
The red envelopes were so big that they were too embarrassed to ask for more. They could only shout, "The groom should confess his love to the bride in public. Only his deep love can move us to open the door!"
An Zhixia sat cross-legged on the bed, pursing her lips and smiling, her cheeks burning with heat.
Fang Yuan smiled helplessly, coughed lightly and said: "Comrade An Zhixia, I fell in love with you at first sight, and I will fall in love with you at second sight, and I will never regret seeing you for the third time!"
"We don't understand your quibbling," Pan Xiyu continued to howl like a madman.
Fang Yuan said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, take care of your Xiyu."
Xiao Wu listened to him very much and shouted at the door: "Hurry up and open the door, girl. Why are you making a fuss among your family? Be careful that the boss will come back and settle the score with you later!"
Without waiting for Huang Yaru and her group to react, Pan Xiyu immediately opened the door and let the groom in.
An Zhixia raised her eyebrows, looked at Fang Yuan and the familiar figure wearing a hat behind him, and then remembered Xiao Wu calling him "Boss", she was a little surprised. Her man was actually the boss of the "Eight Immortals of Beijing"? !
Pan Xiyu was a very qualified little spy, and she was a little amused and helpless.
Before she could come to her senses, Fang Yuan strode forward, stretched out his hand, and picked her up in his arms like a princess. As if he was afraid of being snatched away, he turned around and walked away with a laugh.
An Zhiqiu and Jiang Shiming felt sad and reluctant when they saw this, and went forward to stop them, but Fang Yuan brought a lot of people with him and they formed a human wall.
An Zhixia waved to her family without feeling sad at all. She smiled and shouted goodbye amid the sound of firecrackers, which made the Jiang family and An Zhiqiu and his wife secretly scold her for being heartless. The reluctance in their hearts also disappeared in her bright smile under the red veil.
After all, they are in the same city and can see each other anytime they want. Today is a festive day, they have to smile and entertain the guests happily.
Nine brand new motorcycles with buckets and red flowers on them rumbled away, attracting envious and jealous looks from everyone along the way.
Fang Yuan kept glancing at An Zhixia, his face showing his stupidity, and he kept shouting in all kinds of weird voices: "Wife!"
An Zhixia smiled and sighed, tears in her eyes. She knew he was really happy and wanted to let his deceased grandparents, parents and brother see how happy he was at this moment. If he was really reborn, he must have experienced decades of loneliness, and at this moment he must have been really crazy.
The car drove very fast, because it was early Sunday morning, there were few cars on the road, and they were making a lot of noise, so pedestrians had to give way. When they arrived at the transport team, the sound of firecrackers resounded through the sky, and they rode all the way to the family compound.
Big red wedding characters could be seen everywhere. After the car stopped, Fang Yuan picked up An Zhixia horizontally and walked towards the house with big strides, amid the cheers of the crowd.
The narrow staircase was only wide enough for one person. When they reached the second floor, the high-wattage lights in the corridor were all turned on. Although dim, they added endless warmth to such a day. The debris in the corridor had been put away again, and it looked much neater and cleaner. Every household opened the door, smiled and congratulated them, and then scattered small pieces of paper cut into red hearts or double happiness characters.
There are quite a few guests at home, including Old Master Yang and several others, so I will temporarily act as their elder.
Putting An Zhixia down, Fang Yuan stood straight beside her.
A handsome, tall and thin young man acted as the master of ceremonies. He took out their marriage certificate and read it carefully. The newlyweds followed suit and began to bow three times, to Comrade Mao, to the elders, and then to each other as husband and wife!
As soon as the ceremony was over, someone started to clamor for Fang Yuan to take the red veil.
Fang Yuan wanted to uncover it, but he didn't want his wife to be seen by others, so he laughed and scolded them to hurry up and take everyone to have breakfast and entertain the guests, and then he took An Zhixia's hand and went back to the house.
The room was full of female guests, so it was Old Lady Yang who took them all out and closed the door to give the young couple some space to spend time together.
He locked the door, turned around and stared at the woman on the bright red bed, her face showing both joy and relief. Then he strode forward, half-knelt in front of her, touched the red veil with trembling hands, pulled it hard, and what he saw was her charming smile.
He touched her face and couldn't help rubbing it. "Xia Xia, you are finally my wife," he said as he pushed her onto the bed, collecting some interest for the ten days of missing her that he could only secretly watch from afar.
(End of this chapter)
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