"Dad, I can do it, do you believe in me? I just want to carry my sister on my back and send her out!"

Da'an said again, the pleading in the young man's tone was so sincere that people couldn't bear to refuse.

Yang Huazhong suddenly fell into a dilemma.

"Dad, just let Da'an carry me. I trust him."

The voice came from under the red hijab.

Da'an was delighted and turned around.

Then he saw a snow-white smooth hand stretched out from the red wedding dress: "Come Da'an, take sister on board."

"Um!"

Da'an nodded heavily, came to the sieve, and took a stance.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin also hurriedly gathered around. Yang Yongjin said: "Third uncle, don't worry, I will follow you. If anything goes wrong, I will help you. I won't let Qing'er's feet touch the ground."

Yang Huazhong nodded, that's all it can do now.

Yang Ruoqing lay on Daan's thin back and hugged the boy's neck tightly.

Daan tightened his arms and used his own strength to lift Yang Ruoqing.

Amidst the shouts and blessings of the people around him, the young man took steps, one step at a time, and calmly carried Yang Ruoqing out of the house.

Passed through the backyard, main room, and front yard.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, I stepped out of the courtyard gate.

At the entrance of the courtyard, the team welcoming the bride was waiting there.

The trumpet, suona, dragon and lion dance teams are all here.

The groom, Guan Luo Fengtang, who was also dressed in festive red makeup, rode his black horse, and led the welcoming team to wait on the road at the entrance of the courtyard.

He has three-dimensional facial features, handsome eyebrows, and deep eyes like the vast ocean.

Dressed in red, his cold temperament was sprinkled with a soft light.

Especially when he saw the bright red figure surrounded by people, his eyes suddenly became as soft as the spring water in March.

It's nice to see the impeccably sexy lips curved with joy.

The whole person suddenly became as bright as the warm sun above his head!

Qing'er, my wife...

He was thinking silently in his heart, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and he was filled with happiness, like sea water, about to overflow!

…

Here, Yang Ruoqing smoothly fell off Da'an's back and sat in a sedan chair parked at the entrance of the yard.

Then, the trumpets and suonas started playing together, and the bearers lifted up the sedan chair. Everyone played and played, and followed the welcoming procession towards the big yard next door.

Men, women, and children from the whole village, and even people from Yujia Village, Zhengjia Village, and Lijia Village next door came to congratulate and watch the fun.

After the sedan left, someone brought a basin of water and handed it to Yang Huazhong.

"Lao San, hit the back of the sedan and splash it!" the man said.

It is a custom in this area for a married daughter to throw water out.

Even Mr. Yang and Mr. Tan, who doted on Yang Huamei, did not forget to splash water when Yang Huamei got married.

But at this moment, Yang Huazhong did not pick up the basin of water.

The man shook his head: "My family is for married women, not for throwing water away. They will always have a share in this family!"

The man couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Lao San, this is a rule. No matter how reluctant you are, you have to splash it."

Yang Huazhong said: "Rules are dead, people are alive. This rule has been changed in my house, Yang Laosan!"

Such domineering words made everyone around him stunned.

The sedan didn't go far, and every word came into Yang Ruoqing's ears.

Her hands on her thighs were clasped tightly together.

Dad, so domineering!

This sentence is so warm and down-to-earth!

After blowing and beating all the way, the sedan soon arrived at the gate of the big yard next door.

There was another deafening sound of firecrackers, and then Yang Ruoqing was helped out of the sedan.

The red carpet was laid from the courtyard door all the way inside.

She was helped by someone and walked around the yard, passed through the hand veranda, and passed the rockery.

Following the path planted with oleanders, we finally came to the small courtyard where she and Luo Fengtang lived.

In the quiet little courtyard, women and children came to watch the excitement.

After Yang Ruoqing sat down beside the huge wedding bed, a moment later, the excited voices of women could be heard outside.

"The groom is here, hurry up, hurry up, take off the hijab!"

Yang Ruoqing subconsciously tightened her fingers and became nervous.

Beside him, Xiaoyu giggled.

"Haha, Qing'er, why are you so nervous? We meet every day, it's not like you don't know what the man you want to marry looks like!"

As soon as he finished speaking, chaotic and rapid footsteps entered the house.

Yang Ruoqing quickly held her breath and sat demurely on the edge of the bed, motionless.

A pair of ears, but they are focused on catching the slightest movement outside the red hijab.

"The groom is here, everyone, please step aside!"

Osmanthus and the others greeted each other, and then put a small scale tied with red silk into Luo Fengtang's hand.

Then, Yang Ruoqing looked through the edge under the red hijab and saw a pair of men's feet coming in front of her.

She recognized those words at a glance as the new shoes Tuoba Xian made for Luo Fengtang.

"Quickly reveal it, quickly reveal it, why is the groom so stunned? Don't you dare to reveal it?" Osmanthus asked with a smile.

Xiaoyu said: "He looks nervous and shy, hahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yang Ruoqing also hid in the red hijab, pursed her lips and snickered.

Unexpectedly, I am not the only one who is nervous. This stupid boy is also so hopeless!

Hehe, if he is nervous, then she won’t be!

Suddenly, the light in front of me suddenly brightened.

The sudden light made her slightly uncomfortable.

Squinting her eyes slightly, she raised her eyes.

Their eyes met, and both of them were startled at the same time. They saw the same surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

After knowing him for so long, this is the first time I see him wearing red.

Unexpectedly, he looked so handsome in this bright red wedding dress!

It made her heart skip a beat, just like the first time she accepted his confession.

Luo Fengtang, on the other hand, stood in front of the bed, still holding the scale in his hand and holding the hijab, his eyes fixed on her face.

"What are you looking at? Your saliva is about to flow out!"

She couldn't help but whispered to him, and then looked away.

A blush appeared on her cheeks, and she pursed her lips slightly.

Luo Fengtang came to his senses and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his chin.

This move made the women watching the excitement burst into laughter again.

He looked around, scratched his head and grinned.

Yang Ruoqing secretly rolled her eyes, and suddenly felt like she hated the iron.

"Peanut, longan and lotus seed soup is here!"

A woman was carrying a tray with a bowl on it.

The bowl contains half a bowl of sweet soup.

"Come, come, let's have a baby soon and be reunited!"
Chapter completed!