After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 237 Little sister, I will carry you on the sedan chair

Song Yihuan was still talking to Song Nuoyan.

Seeing Liu Shi and Song An walk into the room, Song Yihuan knew she should go.

Song Nuoyan stopped talking, looked at the father and mother who walked in, his eyes darkened.

Xi Niang from Li's Mansion also stepped into the room, seeing that Song Yihuan hadn't covered the red hijab yet, showing an immature but beautiful face, her eyes straightened for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, a series of auspicious words came out: "Madam is really good-looking, and Mr. Li's family is also very lucky..."

When the other party spoke, Liu Shi had already walked up to Aunt Tao, took the red hijab from the other party's hand, and walked back to Song Yihuan again.

"Huan'er, when you get married, you will become a married woman. Remember to respect your parents-in-law and take good care of your husband."

"I know mother."

Reluctance flashed in Liu's eyes, and tears glistened.

The red hijab in her hand was shaking in the void, and it fell off Song Yihuan's head.

Then, Song Yihuan's cry sounded from under the red hijab.

This is the so-called crying marriage.

Pretending to be unwilling to get married, never forgetting the kindness of nurturing, and saying goodbye with tears.

"Don't cry, good boy don't cry, let your second brother carry you on the sedan chair."

"Mother--"

Song Yihuan choked up, full of reluctance.

"Little sister, I'll carry you on the sedan chair."

Song Nuoyan walked up to him and squatted on the ground.

Song Yihuan under the red hijab saw Song Nuoyan squatting on the ground, and what caught her eyes was the boy's not-so-generous back, but it moved her so much.

She looked towards Liu Shi in the red hijab that couldn't see through.

The latter held her hands and took two steps forward.

"Huan'er, when you marry a woman in the future, you must live a good life."

"Ah."

Song Yihuan's voice was still choked with sobs.

Song Yihuan lay on Song Nuoyan's back, and the latter stood up gently.

Xi Niang immediately said a few auspicious words and led the way, and the group quickly walked out of the courtyard.

Until Song Nuoyan carried Xi Niang on his back out of the Li family's courtyard, he saw a mighty, long dragon-like welcoming team.

I also saw the luxurious, well-crafted, and cumbersomely decorated eight-carrying sedan chair.

Xi Niang greeted Song Nuoyan and asked him to carry the bride on his back into the sedan chair.

Song Nuoyan didn't move, but looked at his mother who was following beside him.

Liu approached Song Yihuan and said in a low voice: "Huan'er, after getting into the sedan chair and sitting down, you must not move your buttocks casually. This means peace and stability. You have to be patient on this journey."

Song Yihuan: "I know mother."

After the younger sister finished talking with her mother, Song Nuoyan got into the sedan chair with Song Yihuan on her back.

He personally placed him in the sedan chair, and Xi Niang pulled him behind him, and stuffed another apple into the hands of Song Yihuan who was sitting in the sedan chair.

At this time, both sides of the street were already crowded with people, to the point of being a sea of ​​people.

After all, ten miles of red makeup in Youzhou City is a rare scene in 20 years.

Everyone spread the word from ten to ten, and they all came out of the house to watch after they all knew about the ten miles of red makeup in Li's residence.

Eight large sedan chairs were lifted, and Song Yihuan felt that the sedan chair was shaking, but it stabilized quickly.

Then the suona sounded.

Hearing the tidy suona sound of welcoming the bride, this sentence appeared in Song Yihuan's mind, the thousand-year-old pipa and ten thousand-year zither, the sound of the suona is sure to last forever.

She also forgot where she saw these words, but just when she heard the sound of the suona, such a sentence appeared in her mind.

(End of this chapter)