In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of June. Early in the morning, the faint sound of gongs and drums could be heard from far away.

I don't know if it was Zhao Qiumei's request. Wang Youjun married her with more power than marrying his first wife, which gave Zhao Qiumei enough face.

Before dawn, the gongs and drums began to play, and now there was no one in a radius of ten miles who didn't know that Zhao Qiumei was going to marry Wang Youjun today and become a stepmother.

Yun Qinghuan couldn't sleep because of the noise, so she just got up.

It’s just that she was angry about getting up, she closed her eyes and fought up and down with sleepy eyelids, she sat on the edge of the bed and nodded her head, trying to survive, seeing that Bai Naihan was very distressed, and supported her with both hands, lest she accidentally fall off the bed, "Do you want to stop sleeping for a while? It's still early in the day, and it's almost noon before we go to dinner."

In order to have dinner today, Bai Naihan even took a day off and didn't go to work.

Yun Qinghuan yawned, looked at the gray sky outside, and said listlessly, "I can't sleep anyway, get up."

She was so ruthless that she had to eat a good meal from Wang Youjun's house at noon, otherwise she wouldn't be able to appease her waking up.

The man still felt sorry for her, so he brought the clothes and put them on for her, while Yun Qinghuan was only responsible for stretching his hands and kicking his legs.

After getting dressed, she became more awake.

I didn't eat too much breakfast, I only took a few mouthfuls to deal with it, just to save my stomach for the feast.

He also deliberately wore newly made clothes, black straight-leg pants and apricot-colored Chinese-style short-sleeves.

Then use a wooden hairpin to pull up the hair, and a few loose hairs fall down, looking tight.

She also applied cream, drew her eyebrows, and put on lipstick. Her skin is fair, without blemishes, and she can't even see her pores, so she doesn't need liquid foundation.

But just such a simple dress up, she dazzled the man's eyes beautifully.

Yun Qinghuan put on the cloth shoes her mother-in-law specially made for her. They were embroidered with flowers to add a bit of ancient charm. After putting them on, she turned to look at the man and turned around, "Do they look good?"

The man looked at her obsessively, with a smile in his eyes, "It looks good."

Hoarseness.

He stepped forward to kiss her, but was pushed away by Yun Qinghuan, "Don't kiss, don't mess up my lipstick."

"Clean up quickly, make it look better, or you won't be able to get along with me."

After finishing speaking, he went out to find his son, and today he had to take An An and dress up his son, otherwise when the boy saw that they were all dressed up later, he would be the only one missing, and he would definitely lose his temper.

Originally, I wanted to take my mother-in-law to dinner. After all, Bai Naihan's status is different now, and the other party is a small secretary of the commune, so I can't get a few cents like others. Today, I will get two yuan and eighty cents!
Yun Qinghuan didn't want to let herself suffer if she went to eat an extra meal for one person.

It's just that the mother-in-law doesn't want to join in the fun, so Yun Qinghuan can't drag her there.

I can only take An An with me.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw An An rummaging through clothes in the closet with his butt pouted.

Yun Qinghuan leaned against the door and did not move, watching the kid dig out a new set of Chinese style short-sleeved jacket for a long time, and then took it out and put it on his body.

He also took out the little sandals that Yun Qinghuan bought for him, and put them on carefully.

You must know that in this era, many children in the village ran around barefoot in the village in summer, and their feet would be scratched from time to time, or they could make a few more pairs of straw sandals for their children, and almost no one wore sandals.

Sandals are not cheap, and not many people are willing to buy them.

After An An tidied up everything, he looked in the mirror for a while, and when he saw Yun Qinghuan in the mirror, his face turned red.

Immediately, she ran over and hugged Yun Qinghuan's waist, raised her head, "Mom!"

"Oh, mother's handsome son!"

An An smiled even more happily.

After the mother and son dressed up, they waited for Bai Naihan in the yard.

After a while, Bai Naihan also came out. He was also wearing very simple clothes, a pair of army green trousers and a white short shirt. Because he was tall and had a good figure, he looked very good-looking with such simple clothes, and his figure was tall and straight. , is very eye-catching.

This clothes rack-like figure is really enviable.

Yun Qinghuan's eyes lit up. Even though he was her own man, if she wanted to say it or not, this man was really top-notch. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she really wanted to step forward and take advantage of it.

The three of them went out together, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

It was also a coincidence that on the road, I ran into Wang Youjun with a big red flower on his chest, and he was riding a bicycle with Zhao Qiumei.

Zhao Qiumei also dressed up specially. The makeup artist paid by Wang Youjun belonged to the unique aesthetics of this era. Her face turned a little red, but she was indeed much prettier than usual.

Her hair was pulled up, and there were a lot of shiny hairpins, which was really pretty.

She was wearing a red long dress, which was newly made.

Among this group of plainly dressed people, Zhao Qiumei was particularly dazzling. Many people were praising her, praising her for being good-looking, praising her for being like a fairy, and even praising her for picking a man with such good conditions.

Hearing these words, Zhao Qiumei raised the corners of her mouth and raised her face proudly, extremely arrogant.

She finally had a good time today.

Let those who say behind her back that she can't get married take a good look, now she can not only get married, but also get married in a good manner, no, one of the conditions for her to marry Wang Youjun is that she is more powerful than his ex-wife , but also beat gongs and drums, otherwise she would not agree.

Unexpectedly, Wang Youjun frowned, and finally agreed.

Zhao Qiumei was feeling proud when she found that those who were staring at her were all looking at one place, even Wang Youjun was looking at that place, and couldn't look away all of a sudden.

My heart skipped a beat, and I followed my line of sight, and saw a pretty and gentle woman with a bit of a woman's unique charm. Several complex temperaments mixed with her did not appear abrupt, but exceptionally harmonious and beautiful. square things.

The child beside her is even more adorable, like a doll in a New Year painting.

The man is tall and straight, handsome and heroic, standing in front of women and children like a patron saint.

A family of three, harmonious and eye-catching.

Everyone couldn't help but stagnate, how could there be such a good-looking family?
Compared with this dilapidated countryside, they are so out of place. Just like the opera sang, this family deserves to live in a resplendent house and eat delicious food.

Zhao Qiumei was dazed looking at it, and then, after realizing it, she was scratching her heart and lungs with hatred.

This bitch Yun Qinghuan did it on purpose!
Dressed so ostentatiously on purpose!Come steal her limelight!

Compared with Yun Qinghuan's charming appearance, her well-dressed bridal makeup is like a joke!
Angry chest hurts.

Especially seeing the appearance of the man Yushu facing the wind, and seeing that the man next to him is dressed up and full of joy, but Wang Youjun, who is still obsessed with everyone, is extremely greedy. It is obvious that this handsome man is almost her. that's it.

If it wasn't for Yun Qinghuan's sudden intervention...

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