Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 200
As soon as the Song family's pig killing sounded, the Lin family's mother and daughter also got up.

Lin Yulan didn't go back to her room the first night, and the sisters whispered for a while before falling asleep.

She got up early today, and when she came back from the shower, she saw that Fang Shuhui was already dressing Lin Yuzhu.

This was the first time she saw Fang Shuhui exuding joy all over her body. Her fingers dexterously wove a fishbone braid for Lin Yuzhu, coiled it high behind her head, and hung it with a red ribbon bow.

"Hey~ Is this the legendary open face?"

Lin Yulan watched Fang Shuhui smear duck egg powder on Lin Yuzhu's face with a look of fear, and took out a thin cotton thread, biting one end with her teeth, holding the folded thread with both hands, opening and closing the index finger and thumb of her right hand.

Lin Yuzhu nervously watched the thread getting closer and closer, and when she touched the center of her eyebrows, she twisted and pulled, and her whole body trembled, "Hiss, who invented the instrument of torture?"

Lin Yulan stood aside and watched her sister inhale continuously, and swallowed sympathetically, "It's too bad, every blow is a blow to the soul."

Amidst the wailing, the fluff on Lin Yuzhu's face was wrung clean.

Sitting there let Fang Shuhui put makeup on the thrush.

Lin Yulan held a handful of balloons in her hand, admiring them while blowing them.

She tied up a balloon and brought a new one. There was laughter from outside, and several girls came in talking.

"Aunt Fang, Sister Yuzhu, Sister Yulan!" Liu Xiaoying greeted crisply, and the other girls also greeted with smiles.

Everyone held things in their hands and put them on the table one after another.

Girls who are not married do not need to come with the ceremony, but if they are invited, they must bring makeup gifts.

Creams, mirrors, pillowcases, pillow covers, hair ties, hairpins, embroidered insoles, etc.

What Liu Xiaoying was carrying was a big red satin quilt cover tied with a red ribbon, and the class was pulled apart at once.

Lin Yulan smiled and helped put them away one by one, looking at their all pink shirts and dark blue trousers, she thought that if she couldn't steal the limelight from her sister, she really wanted to wear skirts for them.

"Come, come, blow up these balloons, and hang those red flowers on the door."

The house is a bit old, but the sense of ceremony is still needed, and the atmosphere can only be achieved with more festive decorations.

The girls looked around the room. There were two new quilts on the bed, new sheets and quilt covers were folded on them, two new cabinets by the wall, and a low cabinet next to it.

All that's left is some brand new household items.

These are dowry, with the word "囍" posted.

Not extravagant, but definitely decent.

Fang Shuhui was relieved to see the girls chatting and laughing, and she didn't feel any reluctance.

The daughter married so closely, the young couple moved in directly in two days, and they still saw each other in front of each other every day.

According to the etiquette, she went to the kitchen to cook egg noodles to greet the guests, and after breakfast, she returned to the kitchen to cook pig food and take care of housework.

"Listen to me, we have one goal, a red envelope!"

"Captain Yulan sister can really give a lot of red envelopes?"

"Tsk, be more confident, get rid of your question mark!"

"I'm a bit afraid"

Liu Xiaoying was holding a fly swatter wrapped with a red thread, her face full of embarrassment.

Whoever hasn't had it when they were young, it's really hot and painful.
Dare to ask others for red envelopes?

There was a burst of lively firecrackers outside, and the welcoming suona tick-tocked happily.

Lin Yuzhu sat on the stool in the back of the room, glanced around, and sighed silently, she is really going to get married
Song Yi led a group of people to Lin's sunbathing dam, and a group of commune members crowded outside to watch the excitement.

"Hey, the man is handsome, the woman is pretty, it's really worth seeing!"

"What are these girls going to do? It's so interesting~"

Fang Shuhui sat in the center of the main room, dressed in dark red clothes, simple and dignified, with a hard-pressed smile on her lips.

Lin Yulan and Song Fengping were guarding the threshold, one on the left and the other on the right, holding a tray with several bowls on it.

"Hey~ brother-in-law, if you want to cross the threshold of my house, you have to drink a bowl first~"

Song Yi glanced at the brown and translucent water in those big porcelain bowls, and thought that at most, he would be allowed to drink Chinese medicine, and he would not be a man if he was afraid of suffering.

I took the bowl decisively and sniffed when I brought it to my mouth. I can only say that the smell is very complicated
After one bite, it tastes sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and the whole person is not well.

He bit the bullet and drank it down, and Song Qixin next to him took a bowl, "Sixth brother, what is this, why does it feel poisonous?"

"Drink." Song Yi squeezed out a word from between his teeth.

Song Qixin and Song Jiadong's faces were wrinkled from drinking, soy sauce mixed with vinegar was very good.

He Jinsheng took the bowl handed over by Song Fengping, frowned and took a sip, "Oh!"

Under Song Yi's stare, he didn't dare to vomit, and swallowed hard with his eyes wide open, "You're mixing pesticides, it's bitter, salty, and spicy!"

Holding the bowl, Xiao Dongming glanced at the smiling Lin Yulan, sighed, and took a sip.

The eyebrows were slightly raised, and the brewed herbal tea was added with brown sugar. It looked dark, but it was not bad to drink.

The silly girl obviously gave him preferential treatment, but she couldn't make it too obvious, so she could only pretend to have a hard time drinking with a bitter face.

Song Yi put the bowl back on the tray, and as soon as one foot stepped over the threshold, two hands stretched out, and the auspicious words were crisp and sweet.

Grinding his teeth, he took out two red envelopes and handed them over.

The two of them took the red envelope and ran to Lin Yuzhu's room.

After the gate was closed, a group of men walked in to congratulate Fang Shuhui, carried the dowry and went out.

Song Yi led the best men to the door of Lin Yuzhu's room, and consciously stuffed five red envelopes under the crack of the door.

"Daughter-in-law~ let them open the door, I'll take you home!"

"Okay!"

Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and when the door opened, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Red and pink balloons are tied into long strings and hung on the wall, and strings of big red flowers hang from the beams.

Very festive.

Five girls, each holding a palm leaf with a pole, cut into the shape of a fan, with red thread wrapped around the pole, was smiling maliciously at them and standing in front of Lin Yuzhu, and even pulled the curtain horizontally to block it tightly. Reality.

"What kind of moth are you thinking of?" Song Yi asked patiently.

"Brother-in-law, pass three checkpoints." Lin Yulan smiled and raised up three fingers, "If you pass the checkpoint, I will let you take my sister away."

"Okay." Song Yi was straightforward.

Not to mention three levels, you have to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Lin Yulan pointed to the hemp rope on the table and swept around the best man group.

"Skipping rope and the nine-nine multiplication table, the rope can't stop, if you can't count in a second, you will be beaten, and you have to give us a round of red envelopes~ You can send anyone to challenge, but each person can only participate in one level."

"I'll do it!" He Jinsheng grabbed a hemp rope first.

Buyers, what they do is to deal with numbers.

"No." Song Yi blocked him, "Let Jiadong and Qingshan go."

Song Jiadong and Song Qingshan both studied in high school in the county. They are thin and look very elegant.

Taking the hemp rope and standing in their respective positions, Song Qingshan began to swing the rope to skip.

All the girls dragged their voices together and read: "Ninety-nine multiplication table wow~ Ninety-nine multiplication table wow~"

After reading it back and forth seven or eight times, Song Qingshan almost lost his patience in jumping rope. Before he could ask a question, suddenly, an extremely fast and crisp voice answered.

"July [-]th!"

"what?"

"No answer! Hit him!"

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(End of this chapter)