Changping Village.

Amidst the deafening sound of firecrackers outside, Yang Ruoqing and Zheng Xiaoqin tightly protected Tuan Yuanyuan in their arms to prevent them from being frightened.

When the noise outside calmed down, Yang Ruoqing handed the child in her arms to Wang Cuilian, "Auntie, you and Xiaoqin help them take off their clothes to sleep. I have to go to the fifth room to send off Mianmian."

When the firecrackers went off, it was probably after the banquet that they were about to start carrying the dowry to the carriage at the door.

A total of eighteen carriages came. What kind of lineup were these eighteen carriages? The long road at the door was almost filled, and it stretched far and wide.

After the firecrackers are set off, the dowry transfer will begin, and I guess it will be about the same by the time she gets there.

"Okay, go and do your work, don't worry about the children." Wang Cuilian took the child and told Yang Ruoqing.

When Yang Ruoqing was about to go out, she stopped by Luo Baobao's house and took a small bundle on the bed with her.

Luo Fengtang is responsible for picking up the bride today, and Luo Baobao is taking the place of Yang Ruoqing as the matchmaker to send the bride off, so the two of them will stay overnight at Yeyi and Mianmian's new home in the county town today.

Not only did they and the father-in-law have to stay overnight, the family and the other men who were going to see off their bride also had to stay in the county town for one night.

So what Yang Ruoqing prepared in the baggage roll were the shoes of the two fathers, and one or two pieces of Luo Baobao's personal clothes.

Luo Fengtang is a man, and he can get by without changing his underwear for the whole night, but Baby Luo is a big girl, so she cannot be careless about her physical hygiene.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing came out of the Luo Family Courtyard, she saw at a glance that the road outside the door was full of carriages and people.

Almost all the men, women and children from the village came here to carry the dowry and watch the fun. There were people everywhere. Looking at the boxes of dowry being moved onto the carriage, the onlookers were either envious, amazed or jealous.

"...This is life. Some people can't earn this even if they work hard all their lives. Some people are born with it."

There are countless words like this sour one.

Yang Ruoqing was numb after hearing this, and probably the rest of Lao Yang's family were also the same.

No one needs to defend these words, because the money of Lao Yang's family is not brought by strong winds, nor does it fall into the pockets of heavy rain. It is earned through hard work. Lao Yang's family can live a good life with peace of mind.

The old Yang family has a glorious family tradition, and when you marry your daughter, you should also marry with an open mind. Please let all the jealousy and jealousy die in the hearts of others!

Yang Ruoqing took the bundle and carefully passed by the dowry bearers, then entered the courtyard of the fifth house.

Luo Fengtang and others were also helping to carry things and tie them to the carriage. They definitely didn't have time to worry about the bundle, so she went straight to the backyard.

The bride in the house was probably getting ready to leave the palace. There was a crowd surrounding the door of the house. Yang Ruoqing saw Mrs. Sun and Xiaoduo outside the house.

Xiaoduo was pregnant and wanted to avoid meeting the bride head-on, so Mrs. Sun stood with her at the corner outside.

"Is the baby in the house?" Yang Ruoqing went over and asked them.

Mrs. Sun said: "There seems to be nothing in the house."

Xiao Duo said: "I was here earlier, and I seemed to have gone to the toilet. I said it was not convenient to get off the car to relieve myself on the way."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, turned around and looked for the toilet, and she met Baby Luo coming towards her halfway.

"Mom, are you here to see me?"

Luo Baobao was very happy when he saw Yang Ruoqing coming and trotted over.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "You guessed this right. Is your stomach okay? Doesn't it hurt?"

Luo Baobao shook his head, "It doesn't hurt. Why do you ask me that?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I saw you came to the toilet. I'm afraid you might have a stomachache, so feel free to ask."

"Oh," Baby Luo nodded, "I don't have a stomachache. The main reason is that I don't want to go to the toilet on the way. It's a little embarrassing."

Yang Ruoqing smiled again, "People have three urgent needs. If they really have something, they have to stop and solve it. Not to mention you, even today's bride Mianmian, it's the same."

Luo Baobao smiled, "I can imagine Aunt Mianmian wearing a red wedding dress and getting out of the car looking for latrines all over the ground..."

"You are so naughty!" Yang Ruoqing gently pinched Baby Luo's nose, "Don't worry, after leaving Qingshui Town, go up the official road. There will be a post station on the official road. Besides, it's not far from the county seat.

Just an hour or two."

She pushed the bundle roll to Luo Baobao and said, "These are your and your father's shoes and socks. Your father doesn't care about these. You can hold them for him and wash his feet at night in the county town before giving them to him."

"Okay, mom, don't worry, I will take good care of my dad when I'm out!"

Luo Baobao took the bundle roll, patted his chest and said confidently to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing smiled again, "Okay, then I will leave your father to you. Come on, let's go over there. Your Aunt Mianmian is about to leave the government."

The couple went back to the front yard together and found that the place where Sun and Xiao Duo had stood had been replaced by someone else. Sun probably didn't know where Xiao Duo had been dragged, because the door of the boudoir was wide open.

Dabao was carrying a wedding dress and Mianmian, who was wearing a red hijab, was coming out of the house.

Quanfu followed their brothers and sisters, helping them, and carrying a pair of brand new embroidered shoes that had not been dropped.

These are the bride's embroidered shoes. Quanfu has to take them to the carriage, and then wait for Mianmian to put the shoes on when they get to the carriage. Before that, Mianmian has to be carried by her brother Dabao the whole way, and her feet cannot touch the ground of her parents' house.

"Mom, why can't the bride's feet touch the ground of her parents' house? What's the point?" Luo Baobao saw this scene and asked Yang Ruoqing quietly.

Yang Ruoqing also whispered: "This is the foolishness of the older generation. They say that they took the wealth from their parents' family to their husband's family because they have touched it."

"Huh? Can it still be like this?" The girl Luo Baobao was full of novelty about these things, and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Mom, when you married my father, did you put on your shoes and walk out step by step?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because our Luo family is richer than the old Yang family, did you bring all the wealth here?"

"Hahaha……"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "No, no, it was your uncle Yongjin who supported me when I got married, because your two uncles were both young and couldn't support me."

"In this case, my mother's feet have not touched the ground, but our Luo family is richer than the Yang family. It can be seen that the particularity of those older generations is indeed nonsense and nonsense!" Luo Baobao said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at her daughter's bright eyes and instantly understood that her purpose in asking about her past was simply to prove that this statement was incorrect. Even if her daughter got married, she could not be separated from her mother's family.

Yang Ruoqing hugged Luo Baobao's shoulders, "We just know in our hearts that it is nonsense. There is no need to oppose it with a clear-cut stand. It is like many traditional customs and habits around us, many of which are not particular, but are passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors.
Chapter completed!