Their hair was tied together at their fingertips, then Liang Zhirou tied it tightly with a red string before placing it in a red brocade pouch, which was then taken away by the matchmaker.
The two exchanged a quick glance, their eyes both showing a hint of joy.
Liang Zhirou was both happy and wanted to cry. Chinese people have a natural sense of identification with this kind of event. The more complicated the process, the stronger their sense of being married becomes.
They became husband and wife after their hair was tied together.
"Don't look at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back my tears..." the girl quickly said.
"You're already crying."
If it weren't for the fact that it would seem too abrupt, Chen Lu would have loved to lean in and kiss her.
"The ceremony is complete!"
The emcee called out in a magnetic voice.
Liang Zhirou slowly stood up and stood next to Chen Lu again. This time, she finally couldn't help but look up at him.
Chen Lu noticed her gaze and took her hand.
Liang Zhirou lowered her head shyly, a sudden pang of sadness rising in her nose.
In my most helpless moment, the figure that walked towards me in the night, the late-night chat at the hospital, the fishing together at the reservoir...
Memories of the past flashed by, and Liang Zhirou felt her heart pounding, unsure whether it was from the past or from the present.
He was the sword she sought when she was young, and she never expected to be fortunate enough to meet him again.
"Finally married~ Wife." Chen Lu said quietly to her while looking at the guests present.
"Mmm." Liang Zhirou quickly wiped away her tears and smiled slightly. "Please take care of me in the future, my husband."
......
Before going down to drink with the guests, there is a tea ceremony.
Chen Lu glanced at Liang Zhirou; the girl remained serious, looking rather nervous.
He actually hesitated for a long time about this part, and even considered just bowing to the audience. Wang Xiaoxia and Chen Guanglin also thought that it could be canceled if necessary, otherwise there would be one less chair on the other side...
Seeing that Liang Zhirou and Xiao Xunfang didn't care, they kept the procedure.
"mom."
Chen Lu picked up the teacup from the matchmaker's hand and handed it to Xiao Xunfang, saying, "Please."
"Xiao Lu looks so handsome today!" Xiao Xunfang reached out and took the red envelope, her eyebrows immediately curving into a smile. She quickly stuffed the red envelope into Chen Lu's hand, and she looked much younger.
Chen Lu chuckled and said, "Mom, I don't like hearing that. Isn't your son-in-law usually handsome?"
"Haha, you've always been handsome!"
Chen Lu chuckled as he accepted the red envelope, then turned to look at Liang Zhirou.
Liang Zhirou had already received the change of address fee from Wang Xiaoxia, and moved two steps with the emcee to stand in front of Chen Guanglin.
The man in front of her had a kind and gentle smile, clearly treating her as his own daughter.
But the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat; for some reason, she just couldn't bring herself to say them.
After a while, the lively atmosphere in the venue quieted down. Noticing this, Liang Zhirou nervously clenched her small hands together and opened and closed her mouth several times, but still couldn't make a sound.
She hadn't uttered that title in many years; it was a thorn in her heart since childhood.
Chen Guanglin shushed her, indicating that if she couldn't say it, she could just open her mouth and pretend it didn't work. He smiled and whispered, "You can continue to call me Uncle."
Liang Zhirou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her eyes welled up with tears. With a sob in her voice, she chuckled softly:
"dad!"
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