Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 686 Welcoming the bride

When they reached the door, they heard Lin Wenxuan say, "Junior sister, I'll carry you to the sedan chair."

These were the procedures that had been discussed in advance. Song Ying said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Seeing this scene, the villagers who were watching the ceremony were all surprised and whispered:

"Why is it Doctor Xiaolin who carries it? It's not like the Song family doesn't have male heirs."

"Yes, this should be done by Tianwa."

"When a woman gets married, she must be carried to the bridal sedan by her brother. Yingwa doesn't have a brother, so it makes sense for her senior brother to carry her to the bridal sedan."

"What's reasonable about that? My younger brother can't carry me on his back. Doesn't the Song family have a cousin?"

"Everyone knows that the two branches of the Song family are not very close. Yingwa lives in the city all year round and rarely comes back, so their relationship is even more distant. She is not as close as her senior brother."

"No matter how close we are, we are still related by blood..."

The villagers were talking about it, and Li's face in the house turned ugly. She said that this was against the rules, but that damn woman insisted on letting Lin Wenxuan come.

She was extremely upset, but she couldn't show it on her face. When faced with questions from the villagers, she had to speak up kindly: "Our Yingwa is where she is today thanks to Doctor Lin and others. Yingwa and Doctor Lin aren't related by blood, but they're like siblings."

Song Ying simply ignored these remarks and said to Luo Yanxing, "Remember to look after Tangtang. I'll pick him up at Dongsheng Mountain tomorrow."

This time she came back to prepare for her wedding, she would need to stay at home for a long time, and she would also have to live in Wutong Village for a period of time after the marriage. With her previous experience, Song Ying brought Tangtang back with her.

There were a lot of things going on these two days, with many people coming in and out, so she asked Luo Yanxing to take Tangtang to her home to keep her temporarily.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of it. Everyone in the village knows that sugar candy brings wealth and is extremely rare. No one will have any bad intentions towards it."

Of course, the main reason is that given their current status and position, the villagers are so busy trying to curry favor with them that they dare not touch their cats at all.

Because of the additional dowries sent by each family at noon, several sedan chairs were temporarily tied together and carried behind the sedan chair, making a grand procession.

Luo Yanxing and his companions accompanied her all the way to the village entrance. As they watched the bridal sedan gradually recede into the distance, they exclaimed, "What a magnificent sight! We were worried before that the dowry wouldn't be large enough, or that it wouldn't be impressive enough. Our worries were completely unfounded."

"How much more magnificent can it be?" Zhao Xiaocui said with a hint of frustration, "Even without the additional dowries from the ladies this afternoon, the trousseau I prepared beforehand is already the most magnificent in the entire village!"

Luo Yanxing glanced at Uncle Song and Madam Yang beside him, and said meaningfully, "Style isn't just about expensiveness. If our family's preparations are too shabby, it would be embarrassing to tell others about it."

She placed particular emphasis on the word "family".

Unfortunately, Uncle Song and Yang seemed to have heard nothing at all. They just watched the wedding procession go away with red eyes.

Song Ying's dowry was prepared by themselves. As her grandmother, Li did not say anything and said that she raised Song Ying, and now that Song Ying has become successful, it is time for her to enjoy her life.

Uncle Song and Yang only added two quilts as relatives.

Luo Yanxing felt as if she had punched cotton and was very frustrated. She snorted softly and looked away. She was about to join Zhao Xiaocui and the others to tease Yuan Qing about how pretty she looked today, but suddenly she saw a white shadow rush out from the side of the road and jump onto a sedan chair in the middle that was carrying the dowry.

In the sea of ​​red, the white color stands out particularly.

"Oh my gosh! Tangtang!"

Luo Yanxing exclaimed, not caring about Uncle Song and Yang, and rushed over quickly: "Tangtang, come down quickly, this is not a place for you to stay!"

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, wanting to pick Tangtang up.

When she was about to touch Tangtang, it leaped onto the slide in front, and then jumped a few more times and ran further ahead.

Luo Yanxing was furious and wanted to chase him again, but the uncle holding the sedan chair said, "Shopkeeper Luo, please don't press it down. This sedan chair is so flimsy and can't withstand pressure. It would be bad if it fell apart."

"Okay, I'll let go right away." Luo Yanxing quickly let go of the stretcher and continued to chase the cat.

Tangtang jumped over the dowry and reached the top of the sedan chair. Finally, she saw a familiar person in front of her. She kicked her legs hard on the top of the sedan chair and jumped onto the shoulders of Yuan Qing who was riding a horse in front of her.

Inside the sedan, Song Ying heard a familiar "duang" sound from the roof. Thinking something was wrong, he lifted the curtain a little and looked out. It was indeed Tangtang.

In front, Yuan Qing touched Tangtang's head, turned around to talk to Luo Yanxing who was chasing after him, and the moment he turned his head, his eyes met Song Ying.

Song Ying's breathing stagnated, and the curtain of the sedan chair suddenly slipped from her fingers. She felt as if her heart was burned by something, and it was beating violently. She hurriedly pursed her lips, but could not suppress the upward curve at the corner of her mouth.

She saw that Yuan Qing was wearing a bright red round-necked wedding gown today, which made his face look even more handsome. The red and white colors set off a breathtaking beauty, which was even better than she had imagined!

Yuan Qing on horseback was also stunned for a moment, then he curved his lips and smiled.

There was only a crack in the gap, so he didn't see Song Ying's outfit today, but her dark eyes were sparkling.

"Yuan Qing, give me the candy."

Luo Yanxing's words brought Yuan Qing back to his senses. He pursed his lips, slightly suppressing the upward curve of his mouth. "It's okay, just let it follow me."

Luo Yanxing hesitated: "Isn't this a bad idea?"

Hong Xianniang and Jin the Matchmaker beside them also said, "Scholar, this is unacceptable. Today is a day of great joy for you and Doctor Song, but you absolutely cannot have anything white. It's unlucky!"

Yuan Qing patted Tangtang's head soothingly. "It's a cat that Song Ying raised. It's like a family member. How can it be unlucky? Well, let it stay with you. Just treat it as a dowry cat."

"Dowry cat?" Matchmaker Jin was dumbfounded. She had been matchmaking for many years, but this was the first time she heard the term "dowry cat".

Luo Yanxing chuckled and stood aside, not chasing after them. She waited until the team carrying the dowry passed before she followed.

The idea of ​​a dowry cat is true, but Tangtang is very unfamiliar with Wutong Village, and Song Ying and Yuan Qing will have to get married soon, so she has no time to take care of it.

After passing Dongsheng Mountain, the grand wedding procession arrived at Wutong Village.

When the people in charge of welcoming them at the village entrance saw them, they shouted and set off firecrackers from afar.

A crackling sound was heard, and Tangtang on Yuan Qing's shoulder instantly stood up, and jumped into the grass with a meow.

Seeing this scene, Luo Yanxing finally understood why Tangtang suddenly ran out before. She must have been frightened by the firecrackers at the wedding, and ran to the sedan chair team following the familiar smell.

She shouted, "I'll go find it" and chased after Tangtang.

Yuan Qing on horseback felt relieved, and Song Ying in the sedan chair also felt relieved.

The sedan chair entered the village and soon landed smoothly. Just as Song Ying was about to smooth out her veil and clothes, she felt the curtain being lifted and sunlight shining in.

Then, red silk was stuffed into her hands, her arms were supported, and the matchmaker Jin's drawn-out, joyful voice rang out in her ears: "Bride, get out of the sedan chair!"