Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 795 Shame 4
Followed by Cheng Jia, looking at Cheng Huan amusedly and helplessly, this younger sister is too naughty, she dares to make fun of anything.

Cheng Huan stuck out her tongue and made another grimace. Anyway, she is the bride today, so she can't be angry, and others can't make things difficult for her.

"The bridegroom is here!" With a shout outside, Cheng Cheng didn't have time to get angry with Cheng Huan. He turned his head to look at Cheng Jia, their eyes met, and the two turned and walked outside.

Here, Zixia snatched the book from Cheng Huan's hand, threw it into the closet, and the hijab fell on Cheng Huan's head, "Take this apple!"

Cheng Huan hurriedly caught the apple, lifted a corner of the hijab, revealing big delicate eyes, "Sister, I haven't eaten yet, let me eat something!"

"Everyone is here, what are you going to eat, who told you to be naughty, don't give me any food!" Zixia said seriously, and was busy tying Cheng Huan's alizarin red belt, and then asked her to sit down again.

The matchmaker also came in and said, "The groom will carry you out in a while, and the shoes can't take up space!"

"This is good!" Cheng Huan said happily. Hearing the beating of gongs and drums outside, Cheng Huan suddenly became nervous, and couldn't see what everyone was busy with. In short, she wanted to lift the hijab, but she was afraid that it would make her nervous. I closed my eyes, only listening to the beating of my heart.

Outside the house, Song Fanhua was wearing an alizarin red wedding dress, which made her more handsome against her fair skin. This wedding dress was personally selected by Sheng Jingran, and it was made of high-quality materials and exquisite workmanship. Not one piece will come out,

Surrounded by everyone, he entered the gate of the courtyard. The matchmaker first stopped him to greet the Cheng family couple and Han Qingju, and after having refreshments, the matchmaker entered the house and led the bride out.

Accompanied by her sisters and a matchmaker, the bride steps out of the house with a swaying figure and a light body. The red hijab on her head hides the beauty of the bride. Of course, the first person to see this beauty must be the groom alone.

When Song Fanhua saw Cheng Huan coming out, he smiled and raised the corners of his mouth. He moved slightly and wanted to move forward, but according to the rules, the groom was not allowed to move, so he had to wait where he was.

Cheng Jia smiled slightly, and led Cheng Huan to Song Fanhua, and the matchmaker who followed immediately handed each of the two ends of the red silk of the big red flower to each of them, and then said goodbye to the elders.

Only then did Song Fanhua leave the room with the bride on his back, and Xu Ruyun's face that was originally full of smiles burst into tears.

The red sun was sinking to the west, and the golden clouds dragged a huge red sun.

The sedan chair walked around the village and came in from the other side. When it reached the door, firecrackers, gongs and drums blared, and the sedan chair fell off, and then there was a bang from the footboard.

"The voice is not loud enough!" I don't know the boy from the family shouted, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Song Fanhua smiled, and kicked the sedan door again. She didn't want to suffer in it, so Cheng Huan hurriedly opened the door from the inside.

"The bride is getting started!" With the shout of the matchmaker, the sound of gongs and drums sounded again, followed by the boys who began to spread flowers in flower baskets, with praises in their ears, Cheng Huan was sweet in her heart, and hid her face with a hijab smile.

These flowers are like the red rose flowers prepared for her by Brother Fanhua himself. The fragrance of the flowers is pleasant. As they are scattered, the courtyard is full of rich sounds. She steps on the red carpet covered with petals and follows Brother Fanhua step by step. Go inside the hall.

(End of this chapter)