Da Wa's face turned red when she was teased. She took the wine glass handed by Jiang Zhimiao and took a gulp, which made her head sober.

He was stunned for a moment, scratched his head for no apparent reason, and when he saw the booing on his back, he threw himself into a new round of toasting.

Seeing this, Yang Shumei hurriedly followed him. After saying hello, she also toasted with him.

Jiang Zhimiao sat down with a smile and took a sip of tea. Seeing that he had lost his drunkenness, she knew that the rescue pill had taken effect. Seeing this, she smiled and started using her chopsticks again.

The banquet at Yang Shumei's house was held in a grand manner, and many people came. Although they did not invite anyone to play the suona to increase the momentum, there was constant talk, and you could hear laughter coming from the Yang family courtyard two miles away.

Others were fine, but when the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wu family saw her evasive words, Jiang Zhimiao was immediately puzzled.

Although they didn't have any friendship, they had interacted with each other, and they were fine some time ago. Now when she opened her mouth, she turned her head, and it seemed that she didn't want to talk to her. Seeing this, Jiang Zhimiao opened her mouth, but she suddenly stopped. Communicate thoughts.

Even Aunt Sun was like this. Seeing their attitude, Jiang Zhimiao was puzzled, but she stopped being hot-faced and cold-hearted. They ignored them and she rushed to talk. She was not that mean.

The meal lasted from dawn to dusk, and everyone ate until their waists were fat and their bellies were round, and their faces were red. It looked like they had eaten enough oil and water. After the meal, there were far fewer people in the courtyard.

Not all the relatives of the Yang family are from Tianshui Village, but there are also many people from other villages. It is already dark now and they are still not leaving. When they get home, they may not be able to see the road. If there is anything good about this, but It's not worth it anymore.

Seeing that they insisted on leaving, Yang Shumei didn't stay, so she sent them out with a smile. She wanted to keep them for a while, but there were only a few houses at home, and her family could barely live there, let alone stay there. There are a few more households, and if they want to leave, just leave.

Fang Huaihua was afraid that the bride would starve, so she asked Goudan and Minghuai to bring some pastries into the house to pad the bride's belly.

There was no one outside the house at this moment. The people who were surrounding before were either still eating or had left. Seeing this, Goudan happily led Minghuai and others into the house.

Before dawn, Baozhi was put to work dressing up, kneading noodles for a while, applying makeup for a while, and was carried into the sedan chair in a daze. At this moment, she smelled the aroma of food coming from the courtyard outside, and she swallowed Swallowing, there was a roar in my stomach.

Hearing his stomach growl, Baozhi blushed with embarrassment, touched his stomach, and tried his best to control it. However, waves of aroma came from the tip of his nose, and the sound became louder and louder, which was particularly obvious in the empty room.

Seeing the bride sitting upright in front of the bed, Goudan hurriedly took the plate, put it on the table, and shouted excitedly: "Sister Baozhi, my mother asked me to give you something to eat to cushion your stomach. You Stop sitting there and come and have some snacks."

Mingzhu saw this and echoed: "Sister bride, let's have something to eat." She took out a piece of pastry from the plate and put it at Baozhi's mouth.

Goudan went to accept the kiss in the morning. As soon as he opened his mouth, Baozhi knew it was him. When she saw that the pastries were slapped on her mouth, she was stunned and immediately lifted her hijab. Unexpectedly, she met Sanshuang. Round eyes.

Seeing that she was speechless, Goudan hurriedly handed the plate on the table to her hand, smiled and scratched his head: "Sister Baozhi, this pastry is still warm, take a few bites quickly to cushion your stomach, my mother said , it will take a while for it to end outside."

Baozhi nodded, picked up a piece of pastry and ate it, "Thank you Goudan." She said with a smile. "Wow, is this the bride? Brother Goudan, you're not lying. The bride is really good-looking. I want to be a bride when I grow up." Seeing Baozhi, Mingzhu lifted her hijab and patted her happily. He held his hands and danced.

Minghuai pursed his lips, glanced at Mingzhu solemnly, and nodded. When Jingming saw others nodding, he also praised her: "Mingzhu is right, the bride is beautiful."

Baozhi has been surrounded by people since she was taken to Yang's house. She had just calmed down for a while, but now she was praised by several children. The enthusiasm that had just subsided for a while began to spread on her face again. He lowered his head in shame, immersed himself in eating the pastries and said thank you.

The task given by Fang Huaihua was completed, and the curiosity of several younger brothers was satisfied. Goudan took Minghuai and others to talk in the room for a long time, and then left reluctantly.

When Jiang Zhimiao saw the excitement on the faces of the children, she knew they had met the bride. Otherwise, they would not be so happy. Her face turned red with joy. When she saw this, she smiled and looked amused. Play with them.

Wen Zhuqing was not in such a good mood anymore. Although Xiulan was dragged away by her mother, he always felt that someone was staring at him from behind. He was staring at him so much that others were going crazy. When he turned around, there was no trace. He was really depressed. .

He sighed, trying his best to ignore the discomfort coming from behind, pursed his lips, and took another sip of water.

After Xiulan was dragged away, Jiang Zhimiao and Fang Huaihua were no longer in the way. Now she finally found a chance to take a good look at Wen Zhuqing. She held her chin and stared at her starry eyes, no matter who she was. You can see her thoughts.

During this period, Jiang Zhimiao and Fang Huaihua were not spared. When their eyes returned to Wen Zhuqing, they looked at him with obsession.

Xiulan Niang's anger had subsided now. Seeing that her daughter still looked unrepentant, she was so angry that her teeth were broken. However, due to the crowd, she had no choice but to let her go, but she made up her mind. The idea must be given up.

She sighed, picked up the water glass on the table, and took a swig of water, finally feeling calmer.

After a while, the people in the courtyard had almost eaten. Except for some who wanted to have a wedding, most of them went home with oily mouths. Jiang Zhimiao saw that there were still many people in the courtyard and their minds were active. got up.

Xu Yourong saw that the food was almost gone and there was no one in the courtyard, so he said, "Miaomiao, everyone has left by now, so we should go back."

Xu Yourong suggested. Just as he was thinking about what to say, Jiang Zhimiao said, "Let's go back later. I also want to see how they made trouble during the wedding."

Jiang Zhimiao scratched his head and said with a smile. Xu Yourong was speechless for a moment, paused, and looked a little helpless, "Nowadays, there are only young men who are left to have fun at the wedding. You are not married yet, so don't join in the fun."

Jiang Zhimiao hugged her and advised softly: "No, Minghuai and the others have seen what the bride looks like, and I want to see it too. Besides, I don't really want to do anything, just Look outside."

Xu Yourong was speechless. Being coaxed by the sugar-coated bullets, he sighed helplessly and finally nodded.


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