Upon hearing footsteps coming from inside the Shen residence, Jiang Yaojie threw away the tree branch and quickly lowered Shen Congguang down.
The moment Shen Congguang's buttocks touched the ground, the burning pain made him spring back up like a spring.
Just as he was about to unleash a torrent of curses while clutching his backside, Shen Qianhe hurriedly emerged from the inner room.
Today was supposed to be a joyous day for his family, and even though he usually doted on his son, he was still somewhat angry to see him wailing and crying.
He calmed himself down, glared at Shen Congguang, and scolded, "What are you crying for! It's your sister's big day, don't bring bad luck to me here!"
Upon hearing his own father scold him like that, Shen Congguang flew into a rage. He pointed at Jiang Yaojie, who was acting as if nothing had happened, and complained, "Dad! This stinking mud-legged, rotten country bumpkin, he... he actually hit me!"
"Hit you?" Shen Qianhe frowned. In his memory, Jiang Yaojie had always been a good person. How could he possibly hit someone? On the contrary, it was good enough that his brat son didn't hit anyone.
"Yeah, yeah! He just whipped my butt hard with a tree branch!" Shen Congguang said, pointing to his own buttocks.
Hearing Shen Congguang's complaint, Shen Qianhe became suspicious. He looked at the butler beside him and asked, "What exactly happened? Oh dear? What happened to your face?"
The five clear finger marks on the butler's face made Shen Qianhe frown.
"Reporting to Master, just now when your son-in-law came to pick up the bride, the young master threw a tantrum and even threw the red envelope that the son-in-law had prepared into a puddle. I was worried that the auspicious time would be delayed, so I said a few words to the young master. Who knew that the young master would slap me and tell me to mind my own business!" The butler's few words were full of accusations against Shen Congguang.
Upon hearing this, Shen Congguang was furious and ran towards the butler, but he was grabbed by the collar by Shen Qianhe after only a few steps.
"Shen Congguang, I'm telling you again, today is your eldest sister's big day. If you dare to mess with her, you'd better go to the woodshed and reflect on your mistakes!" Shen Qianhe glared angrily at Shen Congguang.
Shen Congguang shuddered. Even though he feared nothing in the world, he was still afraid of his own father. He immediately stopped his mischievous behavior and glared resentfully at the butler and Jiang Yaojie.
"Son-in-law, please excuse my rudeness! Come in, come in quickly, don't be late!" Shen Qianhe looked at Jiang Yaojie with a big smile.
Jiang Yaojie nodded and followed behind Shen Qianhe. When he reached Shen Congguang's side, his gaze turned cold and slightly ferocious as he threatened Shen Congguang, "You little brat, don't think you can do anything to me just by crying and making a fuss! I could kill you as easily as crushing an ant!"
The image of his buttocks being slapped was still vivid in his mind, and now seeing Jiang Yaojie's ferocious gaze, Shen Congguang shuddered and retreated repeatedly.
Seeing Shen Congguang's current state, Jiang Yaojie was too lazy to argue with him anymore. He smiled coldly and entered the Shen residence.
The villagers of Lujia Village were still happily preparing for the wedding banquet. Jiang Ling respected Shen Congxin's ideas for all the arrangements and procedures. Bows and flowers were decorated on the way for Shen Congxin's arrival.
Jiang Ling tore dozens of feet of peach-pink brocade, just to satisfy Shen Congxin.
During this time, many people have been gossiping in Jiang Ling's ear, saying that Jiang Ling is so extravagant and wasteful, and is being led by the nose by her daughter-in-law. Aren't you afraid of being controlled by her in the future?
Jiang Ling just smiled and didn't answer. After all, in this era, some trendy and mainstream ideas would only be criticized if spoken out.
"She's here! The bride's here!" Just as everyone was exchanging pleasantries and busying themselves, someone shouted at the top of their lungs.
Everyone's eyes turned sharply toward the village entrance, where the sounds of gongs and drums, firecrackers, and other festive music gradually became clearer.
Leading the group was Jiang Yaojie, still dressed in a Western-style wedding suit, followed by several of his friends.
A woman with a banner and parasol walked before the bride's eight-bearer sedan chair. Inside, Chen Congxin wore a wedding gown made of cloud brocade with gold trim and crimson spider lilies, resembling the flowing clouds of the sky. Over this gown was an extremely soft and thin scarlet silk veil, and a veil adorned with tiny South Sea pearls concealed her face. A flowing cloud-patterned Suzhou-embroidered phoenix belt cinched her waist, perfectly outlining her exquisite figure.
She nervously clutched the hem of her dress, wanting to lift the veil to see what was going on, but Shen Congxin still remembered the instructions her nanny had given her.
"Lower the sedan chair!" A voice made Shen Congxin's heart leap into her throat. The sedan chair door was slowly opened, and a hand was stretched out in front of Shen Congxin.
Shen Congxin, her palms sweating, grasped that hand and slowly walked out.
"My goodness, is this a fairy descended from heaven?"
"Grandma, big sister's clothes are so pretty!"
"The young lady of the Shen family is indeed extraordinary..."
Various sounds converged into Shen Congxin's ears from all directions. Shen Congxin felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She clenched her fists anxiously, trying to relieve her tension.
"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"
"Bowing to the parents twice!"
"Husband and wife bow to each other!"
Shen Congxin breathed a sigh of relief as the process ended. At least she hadn't encountered any problems at this crucial juncture. A pair of hands gently took hers, and Shen Congxin's heart pounded wildly again.
"Don't be nervous, I'll take you back to your room first!" Jiang Yaojie's voice was like a good medicine, calming Shen Congxin, whose heart was pounding wildly.
Shen Congxin was taken back to her room by Jiang Yaojie. She sat quietly on the bed, waiting for her beloved boy to lift her veil.
Outside the door, the wedding feast had begun, and while congratulating Jiang Ling, they praised her cooking.
Jiang Ling was so busy she felt like she was doing the work of two people. Just then, Zhao Qianyu suddenly approached Jiang Ling, glanced at the noisy crowd, and whispered to her, "Godmother, I feel like something's wrong with Sister Suihe?"
Despite being busy, the children were practically Jiang Ling's top priority. She quickly pulled Zhao Qianyu into the kitchen, frowned, and asked, "Qianyu, what do you mean by that? Something's not right."
Zhao Qianyu touched his chin, pondering what he had just inadvertently witnessed, and said to Jiang Ling, "I... I think I saw a bruise on Suihe's arm! Godmother, have you noticed anything unusual about Suihe these past two days?"
Reminded by Zhao Qianyu, Jiang Ling immediately recalled what she had witnessed earlier. Looking at Zhao Qianyu's slightly anxious expression, she seemed to understand something.
"Okay, I understand. I'll ask her after today!" Today was just too busy. Even if Jiang Ling asked Jiang Suihe now, Jiang Suihe couldn't answer her in front of everyone. She could only reassure Zhao Qianyu first.
Zhao Qianyu nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then, as if he had made up his mind, said to Jiang Ling, "Godmother, Linghui Academy is actually... it's not as good as outsiders say!"
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