Happy Marriage

The old lady saw that although the happy event had twists and turns, but it was successful, she turned around and glared at Xue Shi coldly behind her, and snorted in dissatisfaction: "Today our Xia family's face was almost lost by you, if it wasn't for An Ran, this The girl is obedient, but it depends on how you end?"

Although the sound was not loud, it still attracted a lot of guests around to look here. Member Xia hurriedly rounded up the field: "Mother, you are tired too, so sit in the seat."

After all, the old lady is biased towards her son, although she is also angry that he cannot be the head of the family, but she shows him face in front of everyone and does not reprimand: "It's okay, it's okay, I have a headache today, so I'll go back first, this wedding wine, you guys stay. Eat it yourself!"

Hearing the old lady's words, An Sheng immediately stepped forward without thinking and grabbed the old lady's sleeve affectionately: "Grandmother, there are so many guests today, but they are all eagerly waiting to honor your old wine. You are leaving now. , the wine will be tasteless and tasteless."

The old lady looked around for a week, stretched out her fingers and poked An Sheng's forehead: "You little sycophant."

At her age, she looked at the world in a clear way, and she was just annoyed and complained just now.

Today's emperor rules the world with benevolence and filial piety. Among the guests who come and go today are colleagues and daughters-in-law outside the Xia member, but they all have their necks stretched and their eyes wide open, waiting to see a joke. If he really patted his **** and left, it would be tantamount to giving others a handle, and he would have more words to impeach Member Xia.

The old lady pushed the boat smoothly, and An Sheng smiled innocently and dragged the old lady inside.

Cousin Xia Anzheng stepped forward, blocked An Sheng's hand calmly, and said with a smile, "Don't be rash, people are crowded, and there is no root under your feet."

An Sheng immediately realized that his grandmother was kind to him, and the third cousin, who had always been favored in front of her, had a taste for it.

She stuck out her tongue playfully: "Sister An Zheng is still steady, unlike me, who gets carried away when she is happy."

Her self-deprecating tone, coupled with her charming and naive face, everyone could only say that she was naive, and An Zheng was even more proud of her praise.

"You're still young. It's natural and pleasing to jump off a little bit. It's better to be quiet in front of your grandmother, and you can't be fussy. You know, grandma has bad legs and feet."

An Sheng deliberately slowed down and fell behind. Thinking about it, this cousin looks much smarter than Xia Ziwu, and she has a set of methods to compete for favor. It is no wonder that her grandmother loves her.

The guests entered the table, and the male and female guests were seated. Xue's spirit was strong, grinning, and instructing the people to serve wine and food. He smiled reluctantly at the guest's congratulations.

An Sheng suddenly remembered the citrus wine that he and his sister buried under the walls of the courtyard.

She flew back to the yard, found a hammer and took out the wine jar three or two times, poured it into the teapot, and carried it straight to the banquet.

This time, she paid attention, no longer going to the old lady's presence, but waving at Xia Anzheng from a distance.

Xia Anzheng didn't understand what was going on, and came over suspiciously, frowned slightly, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

An Sheng smiled ingratiatingly: "The wine at the banquet was spicy, and it was difficult for everyone to make a toast. I was worried that my grandmother and sister would drink too much, so I dug up a jar of citrus wine and specially sent it to my sister to taste. This fruit The wine is sweet and sour, soft in the mouth, not so strong, and golden in color, like amber, which can be used as a banquet wine."

An Sheng opened the lid of the pot, and a sweet citrus scent wafted into the nostrils. An Zheng smiled slowly: "Sister An Sheng has a heart, I thank you for my grandmother."

An Sheng hurriedly waved his hand and stuck out his tongue: "Sister, don't tell my grandmother, or she will think I am greedy for cups and secrets. Grandmother's rules are so strict that she will provoke reprimands."

On the other hand, An Zheng was in the middle of An Zheng's arms, and An Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "In this way, my sister is greedy for merit."

"Where?" An Sheng giggled: "Sister blocked for An Sheng."

After two polite words, An Zheng returned to the seat with the citrus wine, and exchanged the old lady with the spirits in front of him.

The citrus wine Ansheng and Anran used the same pure shochu when they were brewed, but a lot of rock sugar was added to the wine, and over time, the fragrance of rock sugar and citrus compromised the spicy taste of the wine. It becomes sweet and sour, like fruit juice.

Frequently, juniors came to toast, and the old lady drank smoothly and refused to come.

At this moment, Meng Jinglun was lying on the bed tent in "excruciating pain", and the wedding dress was neatly folded beside the pillow, and the room was filled with a strong smell of ointment.

The master and wife of the Meng family were dealing with the endless stream of guests in the yard, and the smiles were also a bit far-fetched and absent-minded.

Meng Jinglun was carried from the carriage back to Shilang's mansion yesterday, with a splint on his leg and wrapped into a zongzi. When someone else touched his hand, he grinned and screamed miserably.

When Meng Shilang heard his recounting of his injuries during the period, he was furious and scolded him for a long time, blaming him for being careless in making friends, and going to the Fireworks Willow Alley to be ashamed.

Madam Meng felt sorry for her son, so she tried to persuade her to stop. When she asked about the injury again, Meng Jinglun said with a nose and eyes: "I have looked at the doctor who has been injured by bruises and injuries, and the doctor said that it is hard to fall, and if it is not good, maybe It's useless."

Mrs. Meng wanted to check the injury, but Meng Jinglun said nothing was allowed to be touched. As soon as she touched it, she closed her eyes and cried out in pain, her lips trembling.

The entire Meng Mansion knew that his young master was afraid that he would be abolished.

The wedding has not yet been done, but such a thing happened. Mrs. Meng and Meng Shilang were like a bolt from the blue, and they didn't sleep all night.

According to Meng Shilang's intentions, one must be upright, and when such a thing happens, one cannot hide it from the Xia family. And Mrs. Meng was more worried and resolutely reluctant, so she sent the sedan chair to go out to greet her relatives, just because she was afraid that her master's temperament would come up and cause extra troubles.

Although I didn't like this marriage very much, but now that my son has had this incident, and my relatives and friends have gathered together, I have successfully concluded this worry, there is nothing to be picky about.

Meng Jinglun entrusted the errand to Guan Xiaoye. Guan Xiaoye patted his chest and said with great loyalty that he would also **** the real bride back. It's like sitting on pins and needles.

When the servant flew all the way back to the house, he told him that the eldest Miss Xia family had already boarded the sedan chair, Meng Jinglun jumped off the bed excitedly, removed the splint on his leg, and put on the bedside wedding dress. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he limped out the door.

Meng Shilang and Mrs. Meng, who were greeting them with a smile, were stunned.

Meng Jinglun did not hide it, he dragged the second old man to a secluded place in the room, and poured Xue's stealing the dragon into a phoenix like a bean, and explained it clearly.

At the end, he said righteously, "You are very trustworthy, and the baby and the eldest Miss Xia have no personal relationship, and haven't seen her for a few years. But it is Xia Anran who has a marriage contract with the baby. If you marry the third young lady today, you will be ignorant of righteousness.

What's more, the third young lady and the Xue family seized their sister's marriage contract and occupied the dowry. The child does not want to marry and cannot marry. Today, the child will be executed first and then make a small plan. The third young lady really refuses to marry in every possible way, and she is definitely not a good person.

The child begged his father and mother to forgive the child’s hidden sins, and the child made the two elders worry that the crime deserved death. "

The words were full of emotion and righteousness, and it was exactly what was in the heart of Meng Shilang. What's more, the boat has been made, and it is a good marriage to make mistakes.

Immediately, he happily urged him to pick up the bride and feast the guests, and he was very busy.

The sedan chair was on the way, and Qin Huaiyuan was not idle for a moment, and Jing Gu was close to the person who was in touch with the Meng family. As soon as he explained his and Xue Zhao's identities in a few words, he warned a few people: "Today, my uncle came here specially to pick on him, but he will take care of him for a while, and he will not be neglected."

Guan Xiaoye just welcomed his relatives at Xia's house, and seeing Xue Zhao's domineering and arrogant, life and death are not pleasing to the eye. Now that Qin Huaiyuan has made such a small move, bad water will come up in his stomach.

One is not sullen and cold, and the other is not sarcastic, but took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Xue Zhao.