Happy Marriage

The old lady choked on Xue's enough, and coughed awkwardly: "No, that's not what you mean. There are a lot of Ziwu's own personal items in it, how can you give it away?"

The old lady has lived most of her life, what kind of scene has she never experienced? Xue Shi's mind was naturally seen through by her. She stretched out her hand: "Give me the dowry list I saw last night, and the old lady will personally check which ones are not useful."

Xue's heart was suddenly full of bitterness: "This, this list is kept with Ziwu."

The old lady was not in a hurry or annoyed, and said coldly: "I originally wanted to keep you decent, but we didn't put this on the table, just because I was afraid of you being so old, and it would be embarrassing to say it. You said this dowry. It belongs to Ziwu. Why is there a dowry that Qin shi bought for An Ran before his death? You, a mother, should buy a little more. It is your daughter and the same marriage, so why do you have to give it a separate one? What's the difference? If Ziwu is replaced by An Ran, will the dowry be deducted?"

The old lady showed no mercy at all, and slapped Xue Shi in the face. Member Xia was silent on the side.

The old lady looked angry and couldn't help but say: "Tell me what I mean, just carry this dowry into the Meng family as it is. In the future, if you give birth to a sister, and sister Xian leaves the cabinet, you will not feel wronged. It's the same regulation."

The Xue family was reluctant, and the people in the mansion also stood where they were and did not dare to move. As soon as the uncle of the Xia family waved his hand, the long attendant beside the uncle passed the order, and immediately a servant led the order to come forward and carry the dowry without any reason.

Xue shi saw that the dowry she had worked so hard to buy for her daughter was going to be cheap, Xia Anran was anxious and annoyed, she was stared at by Xia Yuanwai with cold eyes, she did not dare to disobey, and gritted her teeth in anger.

In the room, Xia Ziwu heard that An Ran married her into the Meng Mansion instead of her, and cursed him fiercely, feeling sour in her heart. Later, the personal girl, Chang Jing, ran in in a panic, saying that An Ran had taken her dowry. She suddenly stood up with an "Ow": "What? That hoof dares to be greedy for my dowry?"

He opened the door angrily, with a blue face, he rushed out regardless.

Xue Zhao stopped her immediately: "Little auntie, the door is closed on weekdays, you can do whatever you want, uncle doesn't care. But now there are so many guests outside, if you make a fuss and spread it out, your reputation will not be good. Nice."

Xia Ziwu is not stupid, but he is just used to being arrogant on weekdays. After listening to Xue Zhao's advice, he stamped his feet angrily: "Is it possible that Xia Anran can really marry and enjoy the glory and wealth?"

"A cripple, what's so rare?"

"That doesn't make her Xia Anran proud!" Xia Ziwu said decisively.

Xue Zhao smiled "hehe": "Will she be able to enjoy happiness when she gets married? Not necessarily!"

Xia Ziwu raised his eyes and glanced at Xue Zhao, and Xue Zhao continued to say complacently: "My uncle went to marry her, and when she arrived at the Meng family, she fought for my niece's sake. She tore her face and made her Xia Anran shameless in the Meng family in the future. Her mother-in-law's family If you don’t want to see it, what’s the use of marrying into the gold and silver nest? Isn’t it the same useless?”

One sentence coaxed Xia Ziwu into a wide-eyed smile: "I know that my uncle is resourceful, and it's best, not only that Mrs. Meng's family, but also Meng Jinglun all dislike her, so it's best that she can't stand and go home."

Xue Zhao stared at what happened today, and then got out of control and turned into this scene. He was also a little annoyed, and snorted coldly: "You just need to be at ease, and you won't let that little bitch. better."

Anyone who is smarter also knows that if there is a riot on such an occasion, it is not just Xia Anran's face that will be lost. If it spreads out, the faces of Xia Ziwu's sisters will be disgraceful. Xue Zhao, who is unlucky, is a fool. As An Sheng expected, he likes to do these things that are harmful to others and not oneself.

The number of people in the Xia Mansion to be married is very particular. As the saying goes, there are three leads and four gifts. The man receives relatives and guests for three people, and the woman sends relatives and guests to four people. Originally, there were two cousins ​​in the big room, Xia Zihuan and Xue Zhao.

Qin Huaiyuan is an honest man, but how many of the businessmen who go all over the world are dumb? He stepped forward and cupped his hands at Xue Zhao, grinning and showing his white teeth: "Her uncle, you've been running around and tired these days, so you can stay at ease for a drink. This girl, An Ran, won't tire you out."

It is justifiable to marry her uncle, but Xue Zhao did not intend to give in: "Her mother can't worry about her daughter, she has told me thousands of times, but if I don't go, how can I rest assured?"

The two refused to give in to each other, but the male matchmaker was clever, shaking the flower handkerchief in her hand, and shouting loudly: "Siyou ugly year tiger horse dog, Mao rabbit does not see dragon rat monkey, bride born in Mao year, there are the above six zodiac signs among the guests. The trouble of turning away, sending relatives and guests to trouble avoid."

The relatives and guests were chosen according to Xia Ziwu's birthday. When the matchmaker said this, a cousin in the long room consciously stood up and retreated to the side: "I am a tiger, and my cousin is a big taboo."

Qin Huaiyuan stopped in the pile of people who were sending off the marriage, and the relatives and elders who were serious children waved their hands complacently: "Get on the sedan chair!"

An Sheng held a piece of brocade mattress in his arms, holding back tears, paved the sedan chair for An Ran, thick piers, meaning backing, and silently told An Ran that he would always be her backing.

Qingju helped An Ran to sit on the sedan chair, and An Sheng leaned down and changed An Ran into a pair of brand-new red brocade embroidered shoes.

"Little Sister"

An Sheng couldn't help himself. He crouched on An Ran's knees, endured the soreness, and clenched his teeth in a low voice: "Sister, take care of yourself."

The two sisters were deeply in love, as if they were parting from life and death. Seeing that all the people who gave off marriages were sour and sour, they felt uncomfortable.

Guan Xiaoye turned his face away and rubbed his nose: "Women's homes are troublesome and cry all day long. Xiaoye, I can't stand it the most."

Qin Huaiyuan bowed down and persuaded: "On the big day, sister, don't cry, come back!"

An Sheng stood up embarrassedly, held back tears, lowered his head, and stepped aside.

Firecrackers rang in unison, and the sedan chair was lifted up steadily amid the celebratory music. Because Meng Jinglun was famous and famous, the sedan chair rang the gong to clear the way, and the gong rang in the sky, and in the slightly envious admiration of the crowd, he went straight to the servant's house.

An Sheng's eyes were full of tears, watching the sedan chair gradually disappear from his sight, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground with a "pop".

Today, Xue Shi and Xia Ziwu suffered such a dumb loss in public, and it is conceivable how aggrieved their hearts were. That Xia Ziwu was in his boudoir at this time, he must have been furious.

After a while, it is conceivable what kind of storms the mother and daughter will have, and whether they will be implicated in themselves.

As long as her sister can escape the cage of the Xia family, whether it is scolding, beating, or conspiracy, Xia Ansheng will bear it with all her strength. If my sister is not here, there will be no one to protect me. However, she also did not have any worries and scruples, just see the tricks.

And thinking of Xue Zhao, who insisted on following the sedan chair to the Shi Lang's mansion, Xia Ansheng's heart jumped violently and panicked. If Xue Zhao found out that Meng Jinglun was safe and sound, would there be a big riot at the wedding, or would he run back to report the news? Can my uncle handle such an emergency?

She was anxious, but beyond the reach of the whip. The Xia family's house was like a cage, which locked her tightly, unable to move her hands and feet, and could not go anywhere.