How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Yes, you should listen to Xiaoyang more often, okay?"

"Ha, Mom's on his side again. I'm your own daughter, he's from Aunt Yiyi's family!"

"Oh, okay, but Mom doesn't like mushrooms."

"Oh? Then next time I'll pick the most beautiful flowers to give to Mom, and the mushrooms can be Dad's snack with his drinks!"

"Ah this..."

Seven or eight-year-old Xiaoli has an innocent and romantic face. She can't keep anything to herself and wants to tell her mother everything that happened that day when she gets home.

…………

"Mom, Brother Heiyang said the stars are much, much bigger than they look. Is that true?"

"Dad, did Grandma ever chase you up a tree when you were little?"

"Mom, I've had this dream for a very long time, what should I do?"

When Lan Yuying was four or five years old, she had a lot of headaches dealing with that curious little girl.

They dared not dampen their child's enthusiasm for learning, yet they were also afraid of misleading the child.

Who would have thought that she spent so much time studying the principles of divination and knowledge in order to raise her child?

…………

When Lan Yuying was a year or two old, she vaguely saw that little figure running towards her mother.

The little girl tilted her head back, stretched out her arms, her eyes full of expectation and dependence, and said in her childish voice, "Mommy, hug me, hug me..."

…………

Lan Yuying's nose suddenly felt a little sore. She came to her senses and saw that her daughter, who had grown into a young woman, was also looking at her.

Hongli had heard before that many girls would hug their mothers and cry before getting married, and she was quite proud of that at the time.

Once she marries Hei Yang, it'll be just a few steps from home. She can just happily get into the bridal sedan chair, okay?

When I saw my mother, I suddenly felt like crying for no reason.

It's not that I'm too sad, it's just that you always have to say goodbye to some things.

"mom……"

Hongli pouted and looked at her mother, asking softly, "When I grow up, will I not be able to hug Mommy anymore?"

"certainly……"

Lan Yuying gently embraced her daughter, patting her back with a tender smile.

"Of course you can, you are your mother's child."

"Ok!"

Hongli smiled again and nodded with relief.

That's right, I've said it before, Hong Li was smiling when she got married!

.........

"Xiao Li, don't be nervous in a moment..."

Lan Yuying whispered, "Those are all relatives and friends who came to visit and wish you well. They're either curious or just want to join in the fun. Everyone knows their limits."

Just greet them with a smile, calling them auntie, grandma, or something similar. Don't be nervous, they're all family.

"Uh-huh."

Hongli nodded repeatedly, though she was still a little nervous, but...

She turned her head and saw Xingyun, Hongqiao, and Jinxiu giving her a thumbs-up not far away. She smiled and winked in response to her friends.

Aunts, grandmothers, and maternal grandmothers came over one after another, muttering something under their breath.

One person said not to be afraid and to smile, while another said that if you are wronged in your husband's family, you should tell the maids and servants. Don't hide it and suffer in silence. Problems are meant to be solved, not hidden away.

Some of her younger cousins ​​came over and stared at Hongli with bright eyes, saying that they wanted to dress up as beautifully as their older sister Li and become brides in the future.

Hongli couldn't help but find it amusing; did these little girls really know what marriage was?

Yes, there were also some older female cousins, some of whom, being more experienced, comforted Hongli with smiles.

They kept saying things like "Don't be nervous, don't be afraid," and listening to those comforting words, Hongli really wasn't so nervous anymore. She even felt like joking with her sisters.

Ah, there were also some older single women looking at Hongli with envy.

She said that these days there are too many wolves and not enough meat, and it's hard to find a good man. She said how wonderful it would be if she had a childhood sweetheart like Xiaoli, someone she had grown up with and who was in love with her.

For example, Aunt Hongling, who is even older than the older single woman, used to call men "big pigs" and "men are devils," but now, staring at Hongli's wedding dress, her eyes are practically overflowing with envy.

"It's not a big deal, what's the big deal? You can still live on your own, right? People who get emotional are the most foolish. Love is something that hurts everyone who gets involved. This kind of temporary happiness..."

Listening to her aunt Hongling's sarcastic nagging, Hongli almost burst out laughing, but with so many elders watching, she was supposed to be playing the role of a refined young lady today!

Be dignified, elegant, generous, graceful, quiet, and serene...

"boom!!!"

"Buzz!!!"

Suddenly, the already noisy outside became even more chaotic, pulling Hongli back to reality from her reverie.

"Ok?"

Hongli looked around at her aunts and uncles who had suddenly stopped talking and laughing, puzzled. She noticed that everyone's expressions had become subtle, which made her gasp for breath.

"coming?"

"It seems they've arrived?"

"come yet?"

"Did they come or not?"

"It seems like it's really here."

"Yes! That's the sound, it's coming!"

"Ok?"

Listening to her aunts and uncles exchanging coded messages like riddle tellers, Hongli's head was filled with question marks. A few seconds later, her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly: "Heiyang is here?!"

Hong Li jumped up immediately, only to be forcefully pushed back onto the bed by her mother.

"Just wait here obediently."

Lan Yuying rolled her eyes and looked speechlessly at her daughter, who looked aggrieved.

"Wait for Xiaoyang to come and take you out."

"But, oh, but..."

Hongli watched as her relatives walked out of the house with curious expressions, and she wanted to go with them.

"Mom! Hei Yang is here!"

Hongli clutched her chest, suppressing her excitement, and sobbed, "Just let me go out and meet Heiyang! What if he gets tired and collapses at the door? What will we do then?"

Lan Yuying: "..."

Lan Yuying: "No."

Hongli: "≥﹏≤"

Hongli: "Heiyang~~ Come here quickly~~"

…………

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The sound of suona horns for the wedding procession could be heard, about to stop after a while. Around him were horse-drawn carriages carrying something that Black Sun didn't even know what it was. His parents had gotten him into those carriages without really understanding what they were doing.

Bu Tian Ge, Hei Chen Ge, Hei Xiaolong...

There were also some friends who weren't too familiar with each other, but weren't too distant either, who together escorted Hei Yang on the horse, steadily walking towards the bride's house.

The road was packed with people—relatives, friends, neighbors, fellow villagers, and even some passing travelers—all curiously peering out, realizing they had stumbled upon a joyous occasion.

Those who knew that the Black family's son had married the Red family's daughter didn't care; they just stood there happily watching the procession, hoping to share in the newlyweds' joy.

If the host family is generous, you might even get to join them for a celebratory banquet. There's little competition when it comes to gift-giving; as long as it's a sincere gift, the sentiment is what matters.

Our ancestors said that anyone who tries to cheat or use tricks in this matter, let alone gain any good fortune, is immoral and will be punished.

Whether it's true or not, the simple-minded nature of people in the aerospace world means that almost no one would bother to try it.

While riding on horseback, Hei Yang had a wide field of vision but was also being watched by countless eyes from all directions. At first, he instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, as if the demonic shadows were about to make their move.

But then it suddenly occurred to me that he originally came here to marry Xiaoli openly and in style, and those gazes were a testament to their love and a test of their feelings.

With that thought, Hei Yang suddenly felt no fear. He straightened his back and walked forward with Da Ma, looking smug.

"Hey Malaysia, did you notice? They're not just looking at me, they're looking at you too!"

Hei Yang whispered in Da Ma's ear, "See? I told you, this look is incredibly imposing!"

"Hiss!"