"Cousin, you still have to hold the bride later, so I'll do these push-ups for you." Han Yiwan supported himself on the ground with his hands and started doing push-ups.
"One, two, three, four, five... Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty, done."
"Please ask the groom to sing a song." Yang Weihong also joined in the cheering.
"A little white poplar grows beside the sentry post, with deep roots and a strong trunk, guarding the northern border..." Kang Mingyuan cleared his throat and sang "Little White Poplar" in a low voice.
"The red envelopes are here, girls, the red envelopes are here." Han Yimo stuffed the red envelopes into the crack of the door, and took the opportunity when they received the red envelopes to push open the door, and several big men rushed in.
"Mo Mo, I'm here to pick you up." Kang Mingyuan looked at Qiao Mo, who was dressed up, with surprise in his eyes: he knew that his Mo Mo was a beauty, but he didn't expect her to be so beautiful.
"Comrade Kang Mingyuan, please find the bride's shoes and let her wear them." Chen Ran looked at his silly look and felt that Kang Mingyuan had refreshed her three views.
"Brother Yuan, find your shoes." Song Yanzhang, who was following behind him, pushed him.
"These shoes must be in this room." Kang Mingyuan looked at the closed bedroom door and thought that they would definitely not let other men enter Qiao Mo's bedroom, nor would they hide in the bathroom.
He first opened the low cabinets and checked one by one, but nothing was there. He then looked under the sofa, but nothing was there either. Then he vaguely saw a shoe box, so he walked over and took it out. When he opened it, he saw that there was indeed a pair of red embroidered shoes inside.
He walked up to Qiao Mo, knelt on one leg, put on her shoes, then picked her up and walked out.
Kang Mingyuan carried Qiao Mo into the living room, stood in front of Wu Yuanxin and Bai Ge, and bowed to them.
"Godfather, godmother, thank you for your concern these days."
"Mingyuan, we will hand Xiaomo over to you today. I hope you can treat her well." Wu Yuanxin said to Kang Mingyuan with a stern face.
"Godfather, don't worry, Mo Mo is my love. Although I can't be with her every day, I will definitely treat her with all my heart and protect her with my life." Kang Mingyuan patted his chest and promised.
"I believe you are an honest child." Wu Yuanxin nodded and turned to Qiao Mo.
"Xiao Mo, although your godmother and I are not your biological parents, in our hearts you are no different from our biological daughter. No matter what, we will always be your backers. If you are not happy, you must tell us. Godfather, godmother and brothers will definitely take care of it for you."
"I know, with my godfather, godmother and brothers, I'm not afraid of going anywhere." Qiao Mo nodded.
"Mingyuan, Xiaomo, now that you are married, you must support each other, understand each other, and live a happy life together." Compared to Wu Yuanxin's seriousness, Bai Ge was gentle and kind.
"Godmother, we will." Kang Mingyuan and Qiao Mo nodded repeatedly.
"Godfather, godmother, we are leaving and will come back to see you in two days." Kang Mingyuan took Qiao Mo and gave Wu Yuanxin and his wife another gift, then carried Qiao Mo out of the house and got into the jeep parked at the gate of the yard.
At this time, Tang Xinmei and her friends also brought out her dowry and loaded it into the pickup truck driven by Song Yanzhang. The brothers Wu Weiqian and Yang Weihua, who were sending the bride, also got on the jeep and pickup truck at the back. In order to give Qiao Mo the best wedding, Kang Mingyuan got two jeeps and a pickup truck to pick up the bride.
These things are nothing in the future, and many people would even think they are shabby, but in this era when everyone uses bicycles to pick up the bride, it is indeed very prestigious. Qiao Mo looked out of the car and saw that the neighbors who were rarely seen around had come out to watch the fun: some people asked who this was and why the wedding was so lively, and some people envied the family's daughter who married into a high-ranking official family.
The car with a big red ribbon tied to the front of the convoy started slowly amid the discussions of the people and the watching of relatives and friends. It slowly accelerated after it left Yongxing Road.
Because the convoy had to take a detour and the speed was not very fast, they arrived at the gate of Dakang's old house an hour later.
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