The firecrackers sounded again, and candy, chocolate, and coins were scattered all over the floor, and children and adults went up to loot them one after another. It was so lively. Even the people outside the alley were attracted by the bustle, and gathered around to see the bride.
After the firecrackers were set off and the gate hadn't been opened yet, the young men from the Ling family turned around and glanced at Ling Weihua, feeling a little confused. Xiaoxiao couldn't wait any longer, so she hurriedly approached and reminded softly: "Put a red envelope in there."
Ling Sheng, who was standing at the forefront, came back to his senses, and hurriedly took out the red envelope from his bag. There was so much excitement just now, he almost forgot the important matter explained by his family before he left.
Unexpectedly, when Ling Sheng took the red envelope, he was a little flustered for a moment, and the red envelope fell to the ground in a hurry.
"Here, but take it well, if you lose it, you won't be able to open the door." Jing'er smiled slightly, picked up the red envelope, and handed it to Ling Sheng.
Jing'er's voice was clear and crisp, Ling Sheng looked at the red envelope in his hand, and at the same time looked at Jing'er, feeling inexplicably emotional for a moment. Thinking about how there is such a delicate girl here, there is a different kind of brilliance in her eyes.
"Brother, it's time to wait inside!" Ai Xiao who was behind Jing'er couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly tugged at Ling Sheng's sleeve and shouted loudly.
Ling Sheng quickly turned his head and stuffed the red envelope into the crack of the door, only to see the wooden door slowly open in front of everyone. At this time, everyone looked at Dong Fang, who was wearing a white wedding dress, with bridal red flowers hanging on her chest, and a thin veil covering her head, stepping out from the threshold.
People pushed and rushed forward one after another, everyone wanted to take a look at the appearance of the bride first. After all, it is said that when this person gets married, he is always in the best state.
Dong Fang smiled and took Ling Weihua's hand, and the eyes of the two were full of love. Ling Weihua suddenly picked up Dong Fang Xuankong, and strode towards the wedding car, all the spectators laughed along with him. Dong Fang subconsciously buried her head on Ling Weihua's shoulder, she was used to seeing strong winds and waves, but at this moment she blushed shyly.
Not far from the alley, a figure loomed out. Seeing the wedding car driving away, he just threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stomped his feet.
"Mr. Dong, shall we go to the Ling's house?" asked Wang Zhuo cautiously and tentatively.
Jun Tao gritted his teeth: "Who said I want to watch it! I just passed by here today!"
It turned out that a few weeks ago, Jun Tao received an invitation to her sister's wedding banquet. Although the siblings had cut off their marriage, Dong Fang still did not forget her younger brother's invitation when it came to such a big event as marriage.
Dong Juntao's heart is complicated. On the one hand, he feels a little uncomfortable for not being able to attend his sister's wedding. On the other hand, he also knows that since the moment he took people away from Fangfang's company, there is absolutely no turning back between him and Dong Fang. up.
The bustling alley suddenly became deserted again. Jun Tao stepped on the thick confetti, and his nostrils were filled with the smell of soot from firecrackers. The gate of the old house was tightly closed, and Jun Tao felt an indescribable emptiness in his heart.
He pushed the door lightly, but it was unlocked. He was the only shadow in the huge courtyard, and he looked down, speechless for a long while.
He had gone to his father's room on the second floor and wanted to offer incense. But as soon as his hand touched the doorknob, he felt a sense of sadness rise from the bottom of his heart. That kind of feeling is a little cold, a little bone-chilling, and even a little creepy.
"Let's go back to Haicheng!" After all, Jun Tao didn't have the courage to open the door, he felt ashamed to face his father's portrait. Like a timid deserter, he quickly fled the old house. As long as he stayed for a moment longer, he felt that he would be condemned by his conscience, and he couldn't even breathe. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com