slave seven seven

Chapter 161 The Happiest Time for Two (2)

"I'm used to it." Qiqi didn't know what Xia Houling was thinking, so she just said indifferently.

Xia Houling actually wanted to ask how their child died, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his head cracked again. He supported the edge of the stove with one hand and dug deeply with his fingertips. It took a while for the pain to subside slowly.

"I'm fine." Xia Houling forced the corners of his mouth to say, Qiqi didn't poke him, but just carefully wiped off the fine sweat on his forehead, and there was no smile on his face.

Xia Houling lowered his head and kissed her on the ear, and then hugged her tightly.

The next day, Xia Houling went to the town market with some people from the village to buy things. The reason for going out in such a big fight was because there was a happy event in the village. On the day they got married, Xia Houling and Qiqi also went to give gifts. Never came across such a lively event.

Red silk and satin were tied inside and out, and there were more than a dozen seats in the open air outside the house. Xia Houling walked around inside and outside the house holding Qi Qi's hand, and when the seats were open, he followed the men in the village Drinking the groom's wine, laughing from time to time.

Among the crowd, Xia Houling's smiling and handsome appearance overwhelmed the groom, and some relatives from other villages were whispering to inquire about the young man's background, and after finally getting the answer, they all cast their envious eyes on Qiqi , More and more aunts and six wives came to inquire about things, and the table where Qiqi was was more crowded than the groom's.

"Sister-in-law, you are really lucky. This is the first time my Mama Wu has seen such a handsome person in most of her life."

"Sister-in-law, where did you come from? You must not be from this village."

"Hey, sister-in-law of the Qiu family, what do you mean, our village won't produce such handsome people?"

"Come on, your village and ours are full of native-born countrymen, how can you produce such a beautiful young master?"

"What do you call son, how do you talk? Brother Xia has nothing to say to his wife. If you can't speak, let the new fortune teller in town treat you."

"You need that fortune teller to treat you. You curse me for being sick..."

A good wedding went from arguing about Xia Houling's origins all the way to who should see the doctor. When Xia Houling came, Qiqi, who never talked much, was almost drowned by the spittle of all the female relatives.

(End of this chapter)