As the wedding day was approaching, Ling Weihua first asked someone to carry the dowry to Dong's old house. Dong Fang originally said that everything should be kept simple and not showy, but this time Ling Weihua refused to say anything. He only said that marrying Dong Fang was the greatest blessing in his life, and he had been waiting for this day for more than ten years, no matter what, he wanted to do it in a splendid manner.
Ling Weihua spent all he had and bought fifty baskets of betrothal gifts. Neighbor Aunt Li, who hadn't shown up for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little sour when she saw it, and said to Ling Weihua who was passing by: "It's a waste of time to marry an old girl. Why spend so much money? People don't necessarily know you well, In terms of banknotes, you have a lot more money."
After listening, Ling Weihua just smiled: "Other people have what they have when they get married, and Ah Fang can't miss any of them. What others don't have, I have to add for her. I am happy to spend money and energy for the one I love, and I can't wait to show my heart." I gave her all the lungs. What is this?"
This is clearly a man in love, his love is pure, passionate, and undisguised. When Aunt Li said these words, she felt even more unhappy.
? Back then, she still thought that Dong Fang was ignorant of flattery, refused to have sex with her son, and always thought that the old girl deserved to be alone all her life.
How did she know that Dong Fang was so lucky, not only did she start the company, but even her husband was a good match who fell from the sky, and she couldn't find a single discomfort.
It's really infuriating that people compare with others. Aunt Li rolled her eyes resentfully, turned her head and closed the door heavily.
Fifty baskets of betrothal gifts were neatly placed in the courtyard of Dong's old house, and there was joy everywhere. Ever since Dong Weicheng passed away, the old house has not been so lively for a long time.
The sunlight fell from the thin leaves of the sycamore tree, lightly sprinkled on the baskets, and reflected the smiles of people passing by. The cat jumped onto the beam, looked at the busy figures of everyone, and meowed with great interest.
A group of children ran past laughing and laughing, and Ai Xiao was the happiest here. She shuttled and trotted among these dowry gifts, sometimes lifting the red cloth to look at this, and sometimes opening the bamboo basket lid to peek at that.
In Ai Xiao's eyes, all of this is red, mysterious and exciting. There seems to be something mysterious hidden in these things, which makes people love it.
As soon as the wedding day arrived, the younger generations of the Ling family came to order some red envelopes and happy candy. At noon, a few cars with the words "‡Ö" in red plastered outside the alley amidst the sound of suonas, gongs and drums.
The alley was crowded with spectators, and Ling Weihua's nephews were busy getting out of the car to distribute wedding candies, so that people could make way for the newcomers. Jing'er stood at the door with Ai Xiao, watching the young men of the Ling family being teased red-faced, she found it very funny for a while, and couldn't help "giggling" laughing out loud.
Seeing the Ling family squeezed in with the bridegroom officer, Jing'er and Ai Xiao met eyes, lit a string of firecrackers and threw them out.
With a "crack", the red firecrackers exploded festively, sending up smoke and red confetti all over the sky. The Ling family boy was so frightened that he stepped back and yelled twice, and made Jing'er and Ai Xiao laugh from ear to ear.
Xiaoxiao glanced at the two children and couldn't help smiling. She formally took out a string of firecrackers and hung them at the gate. While lighting them, she shouted loudly: "It's time to pick up the bride!" URL: www.hlnovel.com