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Just as Mrs. Mutai expected, the wedding banquet was held with great splendor, and there was an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate them. Most of them were villagers from the exile village and other prisoners who had been exiled together before, or people who were friendly with them in the county. several businessmen.

At the wedding banquet, the city lord came in person and accompanied the old man to congratulate him. He even planned to serve as a witness and personally host the ceremony of the two newlyweds, which gave the Mu family a great deal of face. Since the Mu family was leaning against the city lord, many well-known wealthy people from across the city came over to join in the fun. Jia Yue also attended this lively wedding banquet on behalf of the Jia family.

In the main hall decorated with festive red silk, Mrs. Mutai, Mrs. Zhang and Aunt Zong, as elders, all sat in the main seats. For today's festive day, each of them had a bright red festive robe specially cut and made. , wear it snugly on your body.

The happy red light on the faces of these elders almost overshadowed the red robes on their bodies. They were sitting upright and smiling, waiting for the newcomers Mu Yunxiao and Ruan He to come to them. Serve tea.

Originally, Aunt Zong did not agree to sit on the throne to accept tea from the two newcomers. After all, she had a reserved temperament and considered herself to be of low status. She was just a fisherman and a concubine. How could she be regarded as the eldest young master and a concubine? The elder of the eldest young lady? If the ancestors of the Mu family above knew that one of their concubines was taking the main seat for serving tea, they wouldn't know how to explain it!
  It was only because of Ruan He's persuasion and Madam Mutai's request that Aunt Zong agreed, but her expression still showed some worry and hesitation.

The night before, they were still discussing the specific matters of getting married.

When talking about serving tea, Ruan He saw Aunt Zong's tangled expression that she couldn't let go. Ruan He chuckled lightly, held her hand gently, a gentle and serious look appeared on his beautiful face, and said firmly: "Zong Auntie, you are the elder of me and Yunxiao, we are a family, don’t be too nervous, just sit down and accept our tea ceremony."

"But...but Young Mistress, I..." Aunt Zong lowered her eyebrows and stared at the handkerchief in her hand. She unconsciously tightened the handkerchief as she spoke.

As the happy event was approaching, Ruan He couldn't help but sigh. Seeing Aunt Zong's still hesitant look, she reluctantly persuaded:
  "Well, since grandma said that this wedding banquet is here to cleanse our family, then aunt, you should also take the opportunity to change the title on your lips. Don't call me young mistress anymore. Give us more lives. We are a family. , you are still an elder, just call me Xiaohe!"

After all, Ruan He is not from this world. She does not have such a strong concept of respect and inferiority. Aunt Zong is a family member and an elder, so there is no such thing as a concubine.

Aunt Zong hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently. Her heart was moved by Ruan He's words, but she was speechless for a moment. She subconsciously looked at Mrs. Mutai beside her. Trying to get the Dowager to help him out.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mu Tai, who was getting older and had always taken the Mu family seriously, also smiled kindly, especially supporting Ruan He's words, and agreed happily: "Xiao He is right, we are a family. Why should a family pay too much attention?"

She is not a rigid old man. Their Mu family has long since declined. The relationship between wives and concubines is more important than the relationship between the whole family.

Ruan He was not willing to let go of this opportunity to correct her birth name. She held Aunt Zong's hand affectionately, looked at her seriously, and said steadily: "Aunt Zong, come here, look at me, first Call Xiao He and listen, we can practice first.” Comparing to Zhang, Ruan He is closer to Aunt Zong. Aunt Zong, like her grandmother, is the first elder in this world to whom she owes her sincerity. Ruan He was not happy that she kept calling her "young mistress", and he was determined to correct her title.

Aunt Zong was pulled by Ruan He, with a look of helplessness and hesitation on her gentle face. After hesitating for a moment, under Ruan He's guidance, she still called out the name "Xiao He" softly.

Hearing Aunt Zong's request, Ruan He couldn't help but curl his lips, and continued with a chuckle: "Okay! Aunt Zong, call me again. If you call me a few more times, you will get used to it. There is no habit that you can't change."

After Ruan He guided Aunt Zong and called her back and forth several times, she was finally able to adapt to this title and no longer coyly called her young mistress. This solved Ruan He's long-standing problem. A trouble comes.

At the wedding banquet, Aunt Zong was able to wear a festive red dress and sit generously next to Mrs. Mu. With a smile on her gentle face, she raised her hand and spoke from Mu Yunxiao and Mu Yunxiao. Ruan He took the cup of warm tea in his hand and took a few symbolic sips.

Mrs. Mutai was almost overjoyed, with a full smile on her wrinkled old face. The wrinkles on her face were relaxed. She smiled kindly, held the hands of Mu Yunxiao and Ruan He, and solemnly held their hands. The man clasped his hands together and said, "Good boy!"

Originally, the witness of the wedding banquet was supposed to be the old man, but with the city lord in person, the old man felt relaxed and relaxed. He set up a stool and sat on the side, watching happily. He was already sitting at the same table with Mu Yunchao.

As the ruler of Yue City, the Lord of Yue City's personal visit has given the Mu family a lot of face. He specially picked a dark red robe with a little ink color to better reflect the joy.

The master of ceremonies stood beside the city lord. He did not expect that the Mu family would be lucky enough to have the city lord come in person when they got married. He couldn't help but tremble a few times as he stood aside. He managed to calm down and suppress his nervousness. The mood is the same as before, and the wedding ceremony is solemnly hosted.

Wearing a finely tailored phoenix crown and Xiapei, Ruan He bent down slightly, and the bead curtain on the phoenix crown above her head dropped down, making a crisp sound. The bright red hijab was covered over it, almost blocking her sight. Completely, when walking, she could only be held tightly by Mu Yunxiao beside her, so as not to stumble while walking.

The warm feeling came from the big hand holding her tightly, which made Ruan He feel at ease inexplicably, and he walked boldly. Anyway, with Mu Yunxiao here, she would not fall down.

What she didn't know was that the groom beside her kept his eyes on her and never moved his eyes away except when serving tea. (End of chapter)